Muffled Truths

Posted in Uncategorized on maggio 6, 2013 by The Mescaline Babies

They hide their fuckin’ cross behind their TV malls
and information system pretends to demonize it
Fascism has no name in a consumer’s mind
it’s just survival instinct and widespread ignorance
They’ll give you all you ask, they’ll give you all you want
Hiding the uneasy sound of muffled truths
With all their poisoned hopes and all their medicines
They made society a cancerine disease

This world’s condemned to death by their egoistic treason
We have to wake up our minds to burn down this regime
we have to fight to live in freedom our last days on Earth
and soon we will forget it all…

Still fucking here, to the point of no return
with flies and broken chains, still searchin’ for a point of view
Freedom’s a lie, we’re imprisoned in our own mind
It’s 1984 again, our everyday reality
Everybody’s looking for a radical change
but only with their i-phone and brand new PC
Everybody’s looking for a radical change
if the price is blood and sweat, how could they bear it?

This world’s condemned to death by their egoistic treason
We have to wake up our minds to burn down this regime
we have to fight to live in freedom our last days on Earth
and soon we will forget it all…
We will forget it all, they will forget it all,
We will forget it all, will you forget it all?
We will forget it all, they will forget it all,
We will forget it all, will you forget it all?

Always singing litanies
Always singing litanies
Litanies of misery
Litanies of defeatism

Hey hey Technocrate
here people needs some hate
Hey hey Technocrate
show them your fuckin’ face

Singing litanies of misery and defeatism
Singing litanies of misery and defeatism
Singing litanies of misery and defeatism
Singing litanies of misery and defeatism!

Bliss/Martyrdom

Posted in Uncategorized on maggio 6, 2013 by The Mescaline Babies

She took my eyes away
giving me a new sight
and i have seen things
I had never seen before

And i’ve tear apart my ears
to feel the silence mine
and i’ve learned new words
completely unknown to mankind

Oh, bless the road i’ve taken,
Mother of the awakening
Oh, bless the road i’ve taken,
despite the rain and the wind

Oh, thank you for the gift you’ve given,
Mother of the awakening
thank you for the gift you’ve given,
i’ve dug it in my skin

Jacobin Fever

Posted in Uncategorized on aprile 29, 2013 by The Mescaline Babies

Here’s the stench of doom
I’m gonna puke on you
That’s what I’m gonna do
I’m gonna throw out on you
Here light is always fake
Angels are pedophiles
You guys are rotting from the inside
Here things are going worse day by day
The smell of mental death is suffocating
When everyone seems to be doped
It’s time to yell again, revolt!

Yell and run, burn your flags
Raise your arms, be jacobin!

All you, masters! All you, slaves!
All you, butchers! All you, “sane”!
All you, fascists! All you, commies!
All you, anarchists! All you, politics!
All you, “normals”! All you, “alternatives”!
All you, monkeys! You, perverted!
All you, straights! All you, fags!
All you, hypocrites! All you, dead!

Yell and run, burn your flags
Raise your arms, be jacobin!

Yell and run,
Burn your flags,
Raise your arms,
Be jacobin!
Yell and run,
Burn your flags,
Raise your arms,
Organize!
Yell and run,
Burn your flags,
Raise your arms,
Keep yelling on!
Yell and run,
Burn your flags,
Raise your arms

Be jacobin!

Gehenna

Posted in Uncategorized on aprile 29, 2013 by The Mescaline Babies

The sky is purple shaded
Of ultraviolet rays
The nuclear sun once came
And took our fevered sons away
At first, the cold war came
It caught us unaware
And before we could discern,
We doomed the human race to death
We’ve been so greedy and now
We’re agonizing through our dust
Crackling thunders,
The sound of our nuclear dusk

A new sun has set,
Uncaring ‘bout our faults
And ‘bout our dying breed
Uncaring ‘bout our worthless needs
Another day, still the same
Walking on the nuclear plains
Hour by hour, waiting
For death to take us all away
Dried out rivers, poisoned air
Slags and worms everywhere
Dust and radiations
This is our prophecy

We’ve disowned everything
We’re sons of truth
We took what we deserved,
There’s nothing left to do.

The nuclear sun has come,
The nuclear sun we called for,
The Hell we summoned
We’re victims and assassins
The nuclear sun has come,
The nuclear sun we called for,
The Hell we’ve recreated,
The reaper we created

We’ve disowned everything
We’re sons of truth
We took what we deserved,
There’s nothing left to do.

Blood is no more valuable
Blood is no more valuable
Blood is no more valuable
Blood is no more valuable

Ashtray Head

Posted in Uncategorized on aprile 29, 2013 by The Mescaline Babies

Please get away from my ashtray head
‘Cause too much damages have been done
Too much shit that tv spread
Too much noise – Please leave me alone!
Stains of politics on the floor
Left-wing? right-wing? I don’t know!
This confusion’s all your fault
So get away, don’t bother me anymore!

Please get away from my ashtray head
‘Cause too much scars are dulling me
Please me, trick me, cure and crucify me,
Pest, please stop infesting me!
White noise, everywhere! Anytime!
The mediatic parasites’s buzz
White noise, everywhere! Anytime!
Give it up!
I’m free, I’m free, I’m free!

My prediction, malediction
Is meant to be cried out loud
So gents, please, read the instructions
And unleash your rage, here, now!

My God, somebody help me!
They are dismembering me!
They’re skinning me alive!
They’re eating everything!

Something lies behind your eyes
That feeds your reconstruction
Self-conservation instinct saves you
From your self destruction
So listen to the yell that born
Within you, feed it, let it grow
And then release it, powerful!
To blow the ashes all away.

Sylicon Knives

Posted in Uncategorized on aprile 29, 2013 by The Mescaline Babies

I’m wounded by sylicon knives
while watching egg-like eyes
exploding in dirty white
new eyes givin’ a burning dye
I’m wounded by sylicon knives
and tasting the biterness of shame
Alone between those whispering walls
I spread my icon everywhere

I let it unprotected
exposed to the violence
of the thousand shapes around
They wound it with no sound

Discovering new ways of self-destruction
totally unconsciously
all my friends are dressed in white
all my sons are sylicon knives

Breathing contraddiction
lookin’ this moony day, this sunny night
all those weeps, they’re all lies
all their sons are sylicon knives
‘tween iron blocks, a piece of glass
torn by life, without a past
all my friends are shaped by shame
all my friends are sylicon made

I feel so unprotected
exposed to the intemperies
of the weather all around
i’m choking with no sound

Discovering new ways of self-destruction
totally unconsciously
all my friends are dressed in white
all my sons are sylicon knives
Discovering new ways of self-destruction
totally unconsciously
all my friends are dressed in white
all my sons are sylicon knives

My shiny blood calls the wolves of sin…
They are still hungry of me…

I am unprotected
exposed to the violence
of the thousand shapes around
i’m bleeding with no sound

Withered Woods

Posted in Uncategorized on aprile 22, 2013 by The Mescaline Babies

I’ve always known your eyes
But I’ve never seen your face
And now, everything is dying
Melting through the trees
I’ve always thought of you
But we weren’t close enough
I know, it’s just an excuse
We’re lost and barely found

Welcome to our withered woods
Where every day we die
Welcome to our withered woods
Where every day we fall apart

All these trees are swords
Nailed to the ground
All these trees are tombstones
Of a worldwide burial ground
All those trees are spears
Nailed to our chests
Columns of a monument
To the splendour of the dead

Welcome to our withered woods
Where every day we die
Welcome to our withered woods
Where every day we fall apart

“So close and distant, I stared at your eyes
And realize we were not alone as we tought
We just felt too tired
To save all that really worths”

All we had to say
Is lying in decay

We fall apart
We fall apart