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Simon says, time to escape, stop that evil thinking.
Simon says time to escape, he's gonna get stinking.
now it's time to medicate his misery by drinking
I've seen all of his sorrow, staring out unblinking
Simon says, do what you want, as he drowns his woes in drink
Simon says, everyone hates him, he can't bear to think
now it's time to medicate his misery by drinking
I've seen all of his sorrow, no cares for him
Simon says, pray with me, he'll forgive my sin
Simon says, he's seen the light, Jesus died for him
now it's time to medicate his misery by praying
He can't see all of my sorrow, no cares for him
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The Seven Pagodas, were revealed to see,
when the waters receded, in the tsunami.
From the last ice age, a past glory.
Build about ten, thousand BC
Submerged, beneath the sea,
a vast and complex, coastal city.
Academics, denied it could be,
because it doesn't fit in, with history,
Throughout the ages, there's a famous story,
an advanced people, lost at sea,
one day soon, you may read,
it has been discovered in India's Sea.
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Ghat [with David U]
03:36
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As I beg, down on my knees, the wretches attack, my whole family.
Raping and killing, and ignoring our pleas, a river of blood, now flows round me.
The threat to our lives, had spread like disease, attacks on our village, had forced us to flee.
We didn’t stay, when the killing began, we had escaped, we ran and we ran.
I’m so happy it’s been a while, I’m so happy but I’m cut up inside
I’m so happy it’s been a while, I’m so happy but it’s painful to smile
We had got out; we were now free, running together, with my whole family.
As I looked back, at the glow of the fires, dad’s friends were burning on funeral pyres.
.. the dry wind carried the smell of burning human flesh ..
I’m so happy it’s been a while, I’m so happy but I’m cut up inside
I’m so happy it’s been a while, I’m so happy it’s my razorblade smile
Militia are everywhere we’re trying to go, we head for the border, that’s all we know.
Life on a knife-edge, we travel by night, we hide in the day, we’re too tired to fight.
Spirits are down, but we’re still alive, how much longer can we ... survive?
I’m so happy it’s been a while, I’m so happy but I’m cut up inside
I’m so happy it’s been a while, I’m so happy but it’s painful to smile
Border’s ahead, there’s joy in my face, but we’re spotted by gangs who start to give chase.
At 10 years old, now I expect; the end of my life, so I accept death.
I’m so happy it’s been a while, I’m so happy now I’m cut up inside..
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Yaga [with Joe Breuer]
03:43
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You deny, you’re rabid and wild
A senseless flight, a life expired
Violent times have eaten away
There’s no hope, it’s yourself you betray
Psychotic thoughts, thunder and tears
Spreading hatred, paranoia and fear
You have questions to answer, to account for your actions
Shadows falling, affect the whole
Why don’t you think about, how you come across
When you step, over that line
I don’t know why, you spread your disease
I don’t know why , you do what you please
When you step, ...over that line
When you step, ...into the light
Uncaring, unforgiving, showing people how 'it’s real'
Through those actions you show people that you really do not feel
In the midst of all this power, you feel invincible
But you don’t care about the pain or lives you take away
You’ve stepped, ...onto the line
You’ve stepped, ...over the line
You’ve stepped, ...over that line
You’ve stepped, ...into the night
There’s no hope when I look in your eyes, nothing in the world can’t disguise
There’s no remorse, no regret, only hatred and fire inside
There’s no hope, you’re rabid and wild
Nothing can calm, that fire inside
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Vimana Vatthu
03:13
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Back when I was young,
mother was a farm hand,
across the fields, into the woods,
we'd spy on that old man,
bent and pigeon-chested,
beard streaked and clothes all festered
paraffin-soot and coal dust
he'd shuffle through wood all wretched
shack behind an iron fence,
overgrown with brambles dense,
grimace and a glare intense
this shady spot, it made no sense
in her diary found the truth
mention of this recluse,
innocence gone, he took her youth
a victim of past abuse,
dusty pages then described
'bout this father she despised
overwhelming sense of dread
she'd told me that my dad was dead
how could I have been so blind,
tormented she had been maligned,
she'd not meant for me to find
product of a demented mind
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Prana
02:49
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Jina
03:52
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Katara
02:22
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skin is slowly peeling, a stale fragile crust
everyone around you, is crumbling to dust
I'm ignored, I'm ignored, I'm ignored, So are you
ignored
too late
broken
your fate
aaaagh, aaaagh, aaaagh, where am i?
living in our memories
jaded faced cracked
looking through into the void
too far to turn back
tears of sorrow
It's too late
spirit broken
It's your fate
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Nadu
03:32
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These are my hands, hands of a crafter,
Working for hours, with metal and plaster,
Digging through earth, slicing through meat,
Food on the table, something to eat.
years of hot ovens, sharp blades and impact
covered in scars, nails all cracked
dry lined and cracked, worked to the bone
Bruised and sprained, more times than I've known
Observation, an expensive View, beast of man-flesh dwells in you
The anxious efforts of Toil and Strife, pounding down the streets of Life
seeing Fear, Desire and Fate, clouded in a Maze of Hate
Wavering Man, betrayed by Pride, treads this path without a Guide
I tried to help you, down in the dirt
I tried to warn you, stop you getting hurt
In the mists are shapes obscured, gauzy phantoms are immured
Beauty shoots a fatal dart, claims the triumph of her heart;
overcome with torpid veins, dwelling in a lover's lane
Yet no hope of being free, no man can escape from me
passing world turns in thine eyes, pause awhile it would be wise
mark what ills a life assails, toil, envy, and the gaol
I tried to help you, down in the dirt
I tried to warn you, stop you getting hurt
I tried to help you, down in the dirt
I tried to warn you, stop you getting hurt
'Think of nothing' again he'd cry, mine beneath a pale sky
The fall was destin'd to be a last stand, hidden behind a dubious hand
Left in name, the World grew pale, appoint a Moral, adorn this tale
grief and fondness in me dewells, bids this empty town farewell
still my calmer thoughts commend, praise myself, regret my friends
Move from vice and taken far, breathing in the distant air
I may add or lend a hand, love's embrace across this land
But refuse to come to aid, the telling act will slowly fade
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Kali
03:16
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Fear is in your eyes, panic’s in your mind
Thoughts and shadows fly, burning your demise
A razor to your neck, but that's what you gotta protect
You’re your biggest threat, snared inside your net
Eyes a vacant gaze, despair fans the flames
You know in your heart of hearts you’re the only one to blame.
Never really seem, to be awake or in a dream.
Borders blur to one, you’re too scared to scream
Day in day out, driving you insane
No end to the pain, you hold your head in vain
- That path you tread, engulfs you with dread.
A never ending circle, never ending thread.
- An upward climb, never get out alive
Now you’re out of time, it’s yourself you despise
Your bile hits the mirror, shining in your mind.
All your fears and shadows, whispering
Fire melts your soul, enveloped in whispers.
Cold sweat drips, you’re laughing, ...laughing at the flames
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49th Octave Of Vibration
04:41
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Bitter and brooding, Time’s come at last
Out of the fire, into the furnace
Bathed in the glow, cleansing your soul,
Burn it away, ‘til all has been consumed
Past times, these times, this is all you know
Drawing from deep inside, helps you decide
Dark times, hard times, you must overthrow
Drawing from deep inside, helps you decide
Reborn stronger, from the ashes
Hope’s the motivator, leading to inspire
Everything you build, will strengthen and thrive
Ground yourself, remember the wonders of the world
In the final ashes
Hope will forever thrive
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Kashi
03:23
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Remember I told you about that feral girl,
down by the bridge?
We watched her while hiding,
from behind a hedge.
She’d cut up dead fish,
for their inner working,
her fingers were red and black,
by the morning.
That feral girl down by the bridge, watching her whilst hiding.
She'd cut dead fish for inner workings, with fingers read and black by the morning.
She’d simplify rabbits, to rickles of bones, slice up dormice, on her riverbank home.
She’d slit open everything, so she could see, why blood comes out of us, why do we bleed.
Something more enduring, than simply skin and bone,
Is to leave behind a fable, that weathers like a stone.
Passed on by generations, gathering in mystery,
Strange tales of my ancestors, told as a family history.
So, then we found wax dolls,
in the wall of her home,
poppets of human hair,
in her riverbank home.
We found wax dolls, in the wall of her home, poppets of human hair.
Not long after the blacksmith’s son, came down to find her there.
Enchanting him; he soon gave in, in the waxing moonlight.
Then heard about tiny feet, kicking in her womb, right?.
Something more enduring, than simply skin and bone,
Is to leave behind a fable, that weathers like a stone.
Passed on by generations, gathering in mystery,
Strange tales of my ancestors, told as a family history.
It grew and grew, and after a year,
no child unfurled, no child appeared.
I saw her wrists, blue-bangled scars, round her neck a bone swung,
I saw her wrists, blue-bangled scars, round her neck a bone swung,
What happened to the blacksmith’s boy, I’ll forever hold my tongue.
What happened to the blacksmith’s boy, I’ll forever hold my tongue.
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I was thinking too much about stuff,
to loosen up. It was innocent enough.
Until things got tough.
It's in my brain now, I got it in my brain now.
Soon I was thinking at my job,
and I know that this can be a very fine line.
Work and thinking, just don't mix,
but I found myself doing it all the time.
This is it, it's my brain now.
At break-times, i'd avoid my friends,
I'd read Friedrich Nietzsche or Aristotle.
Later, back at the office, dazed and confused,
it'd ask my friends: what is the point of all of this?
Since I stopped thinking,
things have got better at work, and at home.
now I just stare at the TV,
instead of contemplating the wonders and mysteries of life
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