(Scroll down for lyrics of our first album 'Weapons Of The Weak')
Man Enough
Grew up with these norms
that were never mine to choose
Feeling I had to comply
if I didn’t want to lose
Contesting in a race I’ve
never felt worth winning
Living up to these ideals
I never truly fit in.
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Gotta tell me, am I man
enough?
Gotta tell me when are
you man enough?
Gotta tell me, am i man
enough?
i don't care, so take
this as a rebuff.
Gotta tell me, are you
man enough
to defy the roles that
make you act so tough?
Insecurities covered up,
inconsistencies denied.
You come over so
coherent, something I would never try.
Abiding by the rules of
the roles that you perform,
Re-enact, repeat,
reaffirm; ensure you fit the norm.
I refuse to take part
in a structural division
based on inequality,
alienation and partition.
It took me a while to get my thoughts on this one down. As the New Bomb
Turks once stated, ‘identity is a shaky thing’. It truly is.
Soy Not Oi
you frown upon the things i eat,
accusing me of self-deceit.
ask why my beans are shaped like meat.
i tell you it's a treat!
<Chorus:>
i don't care if my meal is fake,
i eat the soy cause i know what's at stake.
i praise seitan for the animals sake,
don't hurt a thing when i'm having a steak.
we ain't no sect,
we just show some respect
and we try to reflect about the things we affect.
i know we don't agree,
but please stop bugging me!
this must be jealousy cause i've all the fun without
the cruelty.
you criticize me, but on what grounds,
i like the taste, that's all that counts,
all cruelty-free, i like how that sounds,
it does not mean i have to renounce.
humane meat? don't you know it's a lie?
no pigs are slaughtered for my burger and
fries.
i love chicken wings, when no killing is implied.
jerky strips are better when no cow has to die.
i don't care if it is fake fake fake,
i eat the soy cause i know what's at stake
i praise seitan for the animals sake
don't hurt a thing when i'm having a steak,
we don't eat meat and yet we're having a ball,
we don't renounce,
cause we can have it all!
I don’t know how often I’ve been asked why I eat meat substitutes
if I chose not to eat actual meat. The reason is very simple: because I can!
Textbook Revolutions
debarred to cash in on their needs, division's
elementary
kept down, excluded and deprived by artificial
scarcity.
the drawback of this grim charade, continuous
brutality.
<Chorus:>
for as long as people hunger
while food is turned to trash
the temples will be plundered
by those who feel the lash.
and as long as we keep up
this structural divide,
we will feel the rebound of
the violence it implies.
the left behind start to awake, but you can't relate.
think they're criminal or insane, but they're
intrinsically political
none of your theories could ever explain their anger
or their hate.
you want a textbook revolution, but they are bound to
fail.
will you just stand beside
when the worm finally starts to turn?
don't you try to understand
why the streets are left burn?
if we don't interact
and make no attempt to learn,
we'd turn an insurrection
into an elitist
concern.
I wrote this in
response to the 2011 London riots, or more precisely to some of the reactions
that came from left circles and tried to deny the political nature of the riots.
If the rioters didn’t have a strong theoretical background it doesn’t make
their struggles less political or less important. They are, to the contrary,
much more political in the true sense of the word, as they arose from ongoing experiences
of exclusion, race and/or class discrimination, and general hardship. This does
not mean we have to approve of every single act carried out during those days,
but it is important to place these uprisings in the right context and, most
importantly, to listen and learn from these people. For a radical left-wing
viewpoint on the events of August 2011 check the following links:
No Change Will Come
Here we go again! out to change the world,
with our circle A’s printed on sweat shop shirts.
A half-hearted attempt, self-complacent,
simplify our struggles to a fashion statement.
<Chorus:>
No change will come
from turning a blind eye
No change will come
you can't bail your way out of this
No change will come
from turning a blind eye
No change will come
- from you
no hope for change when all theory is shunned,
gotta see the bigger picture, know how this system
runs.
revolution can't be bought, it's not a t-shirt design
you can't replace
analysis with wearing the right ensigns.
This was written in reflection
of the hordes of punks wearing political slogans or logos on their chests, but
not actually having some kind of perspective as to whom they are fighting or
what they are striving for. It’s a call for more theory in practice, a concept
that has become somewhat unpopular recently. I think the bottom line here is:
Know your enemy, read a book.
It’s all coming down
I lost my rag over
annotating
this madness
by no means on account
of my final approval
cause you're not capable
realizing while going
down
doesn't mean we're not
gonna pay
for your presumption
its all coming down
no more patience
no more apologies for
your own benefit
Work-to-rule
fuck your complacency
I pledge renitency
draw the line
live with it
but do not ask for my
appreciation
we'll all take you down
It’s all coming down
It’s all coming down
your faults this worlds
decay
whos gonna make em pay
your faults worlds decay
Like A Mirror
<Chorus>
Yeah, this is on me
I tell you, you’ll see
All this isn’t bothering me
You’ll see
I don’t care
What you’re thinking about me now, it’s like a mirror
Hold up to their faces show em all a bit clearer
Their own miserable lives and how they’ll never get
nearer
To a point where being indifferent is an option
I’d rather prefer being impatient
That’s for sure, to the core, can’t bear to hear your
wails no more
I’ll never care.
Don’t walk into my way
Go on and still obey
Don’t walk into my way
I don’t care
What you’re thinking about me now cause you’re a damn
pretender
Please get me right, I just see myself a bit minor
Their own miserable life and how I’ll never get nearer
To a point where being indifferent is an option
I’d rather prefer being impatient
That’s for sure, to the core, can’t bear to hear your
wails no more
I want to care.
for too long i tried to care,
i tried to reveal that you still stare,
tried to make my peace, i swear,
i'm at a loss, running out of patience now
Break The Mold
you expect me to laugh at all your sexist jokes,
to agree to the stereotypes you evoke.
think i think the same because i am a 'man',
don't you take for granted my silent consent!
disillusioned like never before,
society's backlash doesn't stop at our door.
Thought i'd found a shelter from society's restrains,
a place to live our lives without causing pain.
we grew up with traditions of
inequality.
it starts with you to break the mold,
and it starts with me.
<Chorus:>
punk's not just a boys thing
you know it but we must say it again
listen up now, this is a wake-up call
we must create a space to liberate us all
Retrogression, you know we've seen it all before,
society's backlash comes in through the back door.
i'm growing tired of banging my head against a wall:
we don't want no sexists in the dancehall!
but where's the revolution girl style gone?
i know you're there, but no longer visible.
know you don't need us to tell you what's wrong,
but you are needed still, together we are strong.
let me tell you, mr punk rock
i will not get stuck
in your gender exclusive boys club
cause living like that
would be truly fucked up.
It seems like in recent
years, the ideal of Anti-Sexism has lost relevance in the Punk/Hardcore scene,
just as society as a whole is turning increasingly hostile towards feminist
values. While many bands, gig collectives or autonomous centers cite
‘Anti-Sexism’ in their lists of -isms they are supposedly against,
unfortunately not much practice seems to come from it.
I find it important to
understand that Sexism is not an ideology that we can simply reject by adding
the prefix ‘Anti-‘ in front of the term; it is a set of social relations, and
as such, we have to reflect our behavior and ourselves first. But we don’t have
to do so all on our own – let’s unite and truly fight sexism, together, and regardless
of our genders!
Work And Toil
you work and toil, part of the machine,
why are you so devout?
can't you see that this daily routine
is sucking your blood out?
exploit myself to live up to what?
i never asked to have my share of that!
you live to work, you don't work to live,
you can count me out, i won't take this shit.
don't wanna take part in self-exploitation,
sell my time for the good of the nation,
while communities are disintegrating,
it keeps the system alive.
never be sick, don't stop functioning,
or it will be your demise.
don't you know I have better plans,
i won't fall for their
lies.
It’s not simply a ‘fuck
work’ song, that would be a very privileged stance regarding the billions that
have to choose between being exploited in underpaid shit jobs or starving to
death. The issue is the work ethics of some people around here – forever
devoted to their jobs and not seeing the bigger picture, not seeing how they
are selling their lives to some company just to get a small part in return
while real human interactions regress more and more. It also tackles the
classic socialist demand for more employment … as if time not spend in wage
labor was somehow time wasted – seriously, get a life!
For a deeper
discussion, read the “Manifesto against labour”: http://www.krisis.org/1999/manifesto-against-labour
Rise From Below
Tension grows in the heart of the town
Inconsistencies show, an extent never known.
We made a choice to control our own lives,
We won't be expelled, you won't beat us down.
We'll take back the streets, the city, the land
We'll reclaim our lives, we make no demands.
Send your troops, we will stay on the tracks,
Try to evict us, we'll always be back,
Think you can crush us, well take our advice:
You name the date but we name the price.
We'll take back the streets, the city, the land
We'll reclaim our lives, we make no demands.
Our anger will grow,
we'll rise from below,
our impatience grows
and it's really just starting to show.
This one’s for all the people around the world
fighting for their free spaces in a society where more and more goods are being
privatized, and subsequently more and more people are being excluded from
social wealth. For every place evicted, let’s open up at least two new ones!
Choking On Your Fumes
you stand in our way, burning all your fuel,
you stand in our way but still we're faster than you.
you jeopardize our health while we have to push
through,
you jeopardize our health and we're choking on your
fumes.
don't act like you own the roads we all share
don't act like you don't really have to take care
you jeopardize our health while we have to push
through,
you jeopardize our health and we're choking on your
fumes.
stuck in a jam, see us laugh at you
stuck in a jam while we're going right through
you jeopardize our health while we have to push
through,
you jeopardize our health and we're choking on your
fumes.
<Chorus:>
we're riding on two wheels,
defy your automobiles,
you can curse us all you want, we still
choose the cheaper means.
you work for gasoline
while we keep the cities clean,
no matter what you say, we know
this is the real deal!
This goes out to all those who think mobility means clogging
the roads everyday sitting alone in their cars, polluting our air and making
the inner cities unlivable, “for reasons of flexibility”. Yeah I can see you
being very flexible stuck in your traffic jams every single day, mornings and
afternoons. Duh!
Push Em Back
1998, eastern germany
fascists going underground, a fatal group of three,
they shot ten people down, shot em in the head
killed them out of hate, just want to see them dead
they plant two bombs just to kill a few more
they ridiculed the victims of the crimes they account
for.
the cops said they where nowhere to be found
while they paid their informers to be down with their
crowd.
the gun was bought by the NPD*,
a CI supplied the TNT,
ten people killed, paid with state money -
can you see the consistencies?
<Chorus:>
no we won't run, won't forget what they have done
this is our town, we'll bring the fascists down.
no we won't run, we'll stay until they're gone
no we won't hide, push em back, side by side
racist pigs say the dead were criminal,
blind in the right eye still, it's cynical
the secret service, they burned the records down,
they try to cover up that they knew it all along.
i know it sounds mad, but it's no conspiracy theory,
it's not a tale or some ancient history,
it's not 1939 or 1943,
it's 2000and12 in this
hell called germany.
*The NPD is the German
National-Democratic (read: Fascist) Party. They are a legal party and thus, as
they are a ‘democratic’, they get state funding.
Sadly enough, this is a
true story. A German Nazi terrorist group was uncovered in late 2011. They were
found guilty of ten murders, nine of which were directed towards people ‘of
foreign origin’ (the tenth being a police officer), as well as two inner city
bombings. These crimes took place in a span of 13 years. This is horrible
enough as it is, but the cynical part is that all these years the German police
had ruled out any xenophobic background and, racist as they are themselves,
blamed the 9 ‘foreign’ victims (all of whom of were snack bar owners) of being
entangled in some imagined mafia structures. This already tells a lot about the
German authorities’ attitude towards ‘ethnic minorities’.
Even more revolting,
the secret service was deeply entangled with these crimes. Several confidential
informers and undercover agents proved to be in contact with the murderers and
to have provided them weapons, explosives and probably also money. One informer
has even been on location while the murders were carried out. Important
documents that may have proven the involvement of government agencies were destroyed
by the German intelligence services on the very day that they were supposed to
be handed in for investigations, of course purely ‘by accident’...
I’m not very prone to
wild conspiracy theories, but this whole affair stinks to high heaven. For more
information, simply type ”national socialist underground + secret service” into
your search engine and you will find lots of good newspaper articles.
All Lyrics for 'Weapons Of The Weak':
It won't be drawn
Think only animals die when you feast on their flesh?
Think massive deforestation, native’s exploitation,
Pollution of soil, water and athmosphere.
Once everything died then what’s gonna be there?
When it comes to destroying the whole planet,
You come in second and still say that you need it.
While your “food” farts away the air to breathe
You still want it every single day and cheap.
You say it’s human nature, it’s always been that way
If your argument is stone age then go, live in a cave!
Hunt your own cows that’ve never seen a cage;
The truth looks different and you know it all the same.
When it comes to destroying the whole planet,
You come in second and still say that you need it.
While your “food” farts away the air to breathe
You still want it every single day and cheap.
Make up your own excuses again
Find another reason for not changing your ways
Billions of consumers have never been wrong
Protected by the masses, always the same old song.
The handbrake won’t be drawn,
There’s too much profit to be made.
The handbrake won’t be drawn for you.
"This song is about the various reasons that made me go vegetarian. As the usual ethical/moral
aspects of killing animals have been stressed enough in the past in other songs and publications,
I wanted to focus on ecologic and socio-political problems caused by the production of animal products.
Basically, all supporting facts and figures can be found on this website:
http://www.biteglobalwarming.org/index.htm" Y.
To you, the answer is no
religion pretends and religion lies.
your stupid faith equals their strength,
keeps you in line, for you to keep quiet.
religion casts out and religion excludes.
stigmatized by birth, inferior through belief.
holding on to the myth that your death means relief.
religion subdues and religion holds down.
male over female, the age-old inequality.
carved into stone, an unalterable truth.
religion hates and religion divides.
brother against brother an eye for an eye,
dying cause you know you're the one who’s right.
i'm told to respect human's last holy cow.
but seeyin the deaths they provoke up to now:
i won't shut up until your religion dies.
I wanna know why are you trying so damn hard to
convince us all that if you don't remain obedient to
the word that you will rot in hell
I dont think it really matters as long as you're trying your
best to build a world worth existing, so do you the answer is
no
"I don't like to hurt other people's feelings, but religion makes me really angry. To me, the big religions
are based on exploiting people's insecurities in order to gain power. But while other comparable power structures
have been openly and widely debated (even though not abolished) in today's society, religions are mostly still
taboo to general criticism and we're told to respect them as personal matters. But (organized) religion has never
been personal, it is, and has always been, a strongly political issue. Its positions and explanations are strongly
irrational as well as exclusive and - to me - don't have a place in any emancipated society. So as long as representatives
of religious groups continue to spread their sexist, mysogynist, homophobe, and authoritarian views, I won't shut up!" Y.
Slash and burn:
150 species dying out everyday,
when do you think its enough?
bringing nature to its knees
and poisoning all of the seas
this monster seems bend
on consuming all life on earth
and we keep working over time to keep it fed
your presence ia a crime
and we still slash and burn
we're running out of time
now its your turn, stop breeding
we're breeding way out of control
while millions of people starve and die
you say you're only human
yet you think you're gods
this monster seems bend
on consuming all life on earth
and we keep working over time
to keep it fed.
we're just mere mutans on the face of this planet
we're not worth the nuissance and its time we should vanish
- the lyrics are based on a poem I found somewhere on the internet -
"I'm not anti human at all! this songs just about the feeling I sometimes can't suppress
that there would be a lot less suffering on this planet without the human race and it
would be the best for all that we just die out in a peaceful way. but if you seriously
think of letting the human race die out you would have to overcome capitalism first.
once done that there would be no reason to still extinct the human race anyway.
this world is dying, we're getting more and more and theres just no plan to exit the
inevitable collaps of the worldwide ecosystem. its gonna happen soon and everybody is gonna
deplore that they didnt know its been that bad and they that didnt know what to do.
read: 'The Limits to Growth: The 30-Year Update' by Donella H. Meadows, Dennis Meadows,
Jorgen Randers " C.
Coming to terms:
never wanna give up but i can't seem to cope
when all resistance seems meaningless
a mere drop into the sea.
ignored by the media = unheard by the masses
[a so-called] free press just relying on lies
unquestiond, untrialed.
[time is money]
don't wanna regress to violent protest
but non-violent actions stay unheard;
a vicous cycle, can't find the way out.
does the end justify the means we choose to use
when the end seems out of reach?
just ideals for a future to come.
"you'll have to come to terms with the system"
i've heard it again and again.
the easy way out always seems to retire,
drown myself with the crew on this wednesday night,
"coming to terms" on my own terms.
another day wasted away.
looking for the quick thrill that never seems to come.
calm down you're not the only one.
Ask a question:
I know this time I'm trying to get things right
the way I'm feeling like
I should never have asked a question
who cares while wathcing the world go by
I just want to get rid of looking for direction
in the end you know theres no other way
I gotta find a reason, the reason for my abstraction
One track mind:
sometimes I stumble and it seems that
I'm always on the run from myself
I can do nothing right
nothing keeps me satisfied.
I just cant keep a job and everywhere
I go I seem to lose my interest
this must be a disease
just cant get fuckin rid of that
I'm still here I take what ever I need
no you cant stop me now
I'v been here before u came I'm fucked up
however I still see through
this dourness seriously pisses me off
I'm so sick of your one track mind
somehow you're gonna make it through
I got so sick of your one track mind
I'm the one who always keep reminding you
that you should never start to look the other way
you're the one who nevers stops pretening by
this time you're longing so bad for this sway
this dourness seriously pisses me off
your idle even a good fucking deal more
somehow I always make it through
you're so inapt it makes me incredibly ravin
T.I.N.A.
think you can't fail,
i know you fuckin will.
you think you'll never fall?
(you're) back's up against the wall.
is this the
end of history
TI - NA
you think you're the law,
you'll reap what you've sawn.
your system grasps for breath,
go compete yourself to death!
like there's no
progress within reach
there is - no way
I know it's, this must be,
I know you're all wrong
(We've reached) The dead end
I cant go on but I cant stop here
give me something to hold on to
welcome to this fucking nightmare
this is the dead end
in a world where all this suffering does take place
I wish so bad that I could quit here
this is driving me insane
I'm dead inside, you're dead inside
this is the dead end
thats all whats left behind
we've reached the dead end
we're dead inside, so fuckin tired
this is the dead end,
we've reached the dead end
how hell of a lot more worse can it get
its so fucking hard not to shed your hope
welcome to this fucking nightmare
we've reached the dead end
even if strict denial is put on to the market
the last should see that there no let out
cant you see the end is nearbye
City of transgression:
looking for a way for me to ease stress
anytime i feel that the world is fuckin a mess.
a musical break-out's gonna help me tonight,
i know the sound that makes me feel alright.
the escape that i need ain't away too far,
a dub party in a beat down squat bar.
sweet melody and a one drop beat,
dim the lights down and turn up the heat.
light up a spliff and grab me a beer,
make all my dreary thoughts disappear.
run away from reality, just for the night,
in familiar surroundings with no need to fight.
a new weekend calls for a diff'rent remedy,
tryin to forget all the human tragedies.
i'm gonna get out and i'm gonna get drunk,
spend the night boozin at the pub with the punks.
hardcore songs spinnin on battered turntables,
all of my worries becoming idle.
for a few hours i won't have to compete
it's nights like this that keep me up on my feet.
I won't let this town bring me down
Don't wanna go home so don't stop the sound
These crazed nights, I don't wanna miss 'em.
there's no system like a sound system.
sometimes i think that my joys are mundane,
but i know i'll be back out there again.
sometimes i feel like i'll have to refrain,
for all i know i'll go back there again.
"I tried to write a positive song for a change, but I guess it's just not in me...
this one's dedicated to the Hamburg nightlife." Y.
Keep your delusion alive
your ignorance blockades this discernment
that your deeds mean so much more than
what you see at first sight
and the source of this ridicule
judging from the fact that you're considering
yourself someone who can get to the bottom of things
is that it got you when you were just a little kid
they got you when you where just a kid
to make things clear this isnt just about my own strained nerves
in as much it just doesnt make sense to blow ressources like that
smoking kills an infinate deal more than you will ever figure out
thats why you can only
keep your delusion alive like you're just an artless kid
they got you when you were just a kid
keep your delusion alive like you're just an clueless kid
they've caught you when you were just a kid
keep it alive, you will never figure it out
this fucking strife passes by so damn easily
keep it alive I hope one day you'll figure it out
this fucking strife passes by so damn easily
"I often hear the argument when it comes to smoking that its just enjoyment
and therefor theres no reason to quit since its nobodys disadvantage than the one whos
smoking. The problem is the process of drying the tabacco needs lots of ressources like wood
or oil. For example a lot of the tropical forests in africa have been destroyed due to this fact.
Thats why I say theres no foundation for smoking tabacco today and theres none in the future.
The big tabacco companies are also still testing on animals.
Another point is that most people start smoking at a very young age but you dont start smoking
because of the enjoyment, you start becasue you think its cool or whatever. Soon you're an
addict and try to look for reasons to justify your senseless addiction." C.
Whose fault?:
Ladies and gentlemen,
congratulations! global warming has just been ratified!
years of efforts have finally come to an end,
the final step into a future so bright
You have been warned for over two decades
to change your habits before its too late
but doubting their words was so much easier
than changing your lifestyle and overcoming your fears
it can't be your fault
it can, it is your fucking fault
it can't be your fault
and pointing fingers is all you do now
as the robot you are it cant be your fault
"I wrote this directly after the United Nations declared in 2007 that global warming would be a
fact and couldn't be averted; everyone started pointing fingers at everyone else and deny any personal
responsibility. The truth is that we've been told since the early 80s that this is gonna happen if we
don't change our day-to-day behaviour, but it was easier to just laugh it off and consume more and more...
sadly enough, most people aren't even up to change their behaviour now the warnings have proved themselves to be true!
(It should be noted that personal consumer-choices are just one way of affecting ecology and are of course not sufficient)" Y.
Internalized:
sometimes it makes me laugh
sometimes it me makes me sick
this is where I've gone so far
these pictures numb your soul
jaded minds and hearts of stone
programmed to prevent condolence
internalized
we're trapped into
this vicious circle
internalized
sometimes I'd like to raze
sometimes I'd like to create
the drab monotony of everyday life
and struggle keeps you down
the more I see the less I can believe
we'll find a way out of this tragedy
I always asked myseld what its like
will this fucking game come to an end
Merch Moralia:
I hear them talking and talking
anger, anxiety
nothings right, who gives a fuck
lame shows, child slavery
I see them walking and walking
merchandise, gmo
who can do right, who cares
merchandise, gmo
I cant loose my dream of living this life without a shame
if we could only go as far as possible
To this day:
still u can bend the truth
you're just a lay figure in this game
to this day u keep holding us down
but the time will come and our oppressed souls
will claim compensation
for every free space taken
all these pent up emotions will dismantle
your ideal world, a pure imagination
this disenchanted world cannot have a place
for our existence and ideas
still u can treat us like shit
but we will keep u a long time in supense
to this day u can strifel the truth
and it seems like this already came to an end
go persuade yourselfs
your are just doin your duty
for every unprovoked beaten kid
our suppressed minds will call for vengeance
while u spread your pack of lies and wonder why
they have no adulation and respect
as long as there're no labels for
you fucking pigs
every single ones gotta feel our
destructiveness
