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CONSTRUCDEAD LYRICS
"The Grand Machinery" (2005)
1. Grand Machinery
2. A Cog In The Machinery
3. Lustfull
4. In A Moment of Sobriety
5. 8 Inches of Flesh
6. The Cynical Revolution
7. Treachery
8. The Eye of Revelation
9. Pater Noster
10. Rusty Armour
11. Forever Cin
12. Hatelist
1. Grand Machinery
2. A Cog In The Machinery
No choice, we're forced into it
Education will not get you there
So easy, exploit us to
Fit the convention
We work for, their causes
Unknown to all of us
Stand in line, kiss their fifty feet
Broken spine
The aroma filled with grief
Taste so neat
Freedom under convention
Painstruck, into infinity
Recollect, the pieces
And glue them, together
We're just a small cog in a
Grand machinery
Stand in line, kiss their fifty feet
Broken spine
Put a spin on the commercial
Wheel and start to steal
Force fed, by society
A manual to a grand failure
The rules of the game must be
Learn or else you will soon see
That being born is not more
Than accept that you're FUBAR'd
Stand in line, kiss their fifty feet
Broken spine
The aroma filled with grief
Taste so neat
3. Lustfull
98% of life is pure discomfort
Laways on the lockout for
Mind altering spectables
I try to move
I try to hide
But my hands are tied up
No way I'll improve
Got to keep up my delirium
Got to keep m nihilistic
Way of life true
Force my hands
Through the mist
First priority
As a clench my fists
I try to breathe
I try to feel
But my hands are tied
No way I'll improve
Got to keep up my delirium
Got to keep m nihilistic
Way of life true
That's the last of me you've
Got it in your pain
Your safe surroundings
Bores me to death
I'm blessed with the
Art of self implotion
My fuse burns faster
That even before
My – fuse – burns – faster
Drenched in hypedermic
Lustfull sensation
That nowadays seldom come
4. In A Moment of Sobriety
Can the corrosive acid fade away?
That stripped me clean
From all humanity
In a moment of sobriety
A minute window of pure insanity
To protect myself
I don't trust anyone
Without placing faith
Or belief in anything
Like self ignition
That burning my skin
I will reload, and finally win
In a moment of sobriety
A minute window of pure insanity
It all seems so clear to me
I had to shed my skin in disbelief
Purge my emotions and
Feel every extreme
Throw myself of a cliff
To feel something
Drain my system
Break my monotomy
The only thing worse than a lie
Is a lie exposed
In a moment of sobriety
A minute window of pure insanity
It all seems so clear to me
Now is the debased
Demoralized
Degenerated me dead!
This conclude my fate!!!
5. 8 Inches of Flesh
I'll focus my hate
And my contempt
These freakshow will never end
I wish to cut the strings
I want to release the pain
Decline an unbringing which I recent
Alienated from the truth I know
In dreams of flesh, I reject
I resent thou
I wish to confess
I wish to repent
I wish to reverse
Rewind and curse
Sick I'll bow
Sick I'll kneel
Pick your enemy kill, and
Sick I'll neal
Two days in hell
Will make us dwell
The stench of sickness
Is all around us
Every handle reeks
I'm filled with grief
The emotions won't come to an ease
Reverse rewind and curse
Allienated from the truth I know
In dreams of flesh, I reject thou
I have biting the hands
That feed me
I have been forced
To betrayal, to deny you
I wish to confess
I wish to repent
I wish to reverse
Rewind and curse
Sick I'll bow
Sick I'll kneel
Pick your enemy kill, and
Sick I'll neal
I have seen my own death
It helped me appreciate life less
I've seen my life in dreams
It helped me realize I'm blessed
...eight inches of flesh
I'm the sheperd you're my sheeps
I will lead you to the river and
I will show you how to drown
Allienated from the truth I know
In dreams of flesh, I reject thou
I have biting the hands
That feed me
I have been forced
To betrayal, to deny you
I wish to confess
I wish to repent
I wish to reverse
Rewind and curse
Sick I'll bow
Sick I'll kneel
Pick your enemy kill, and
Sick I'll neal
6. The Cynical Revolution
Equipped with all the necessary tools
Information important to us
Let's rewrite a new set of rules
To get rid of human fools
The cynical revolution
Unable to find a resolution
The cynical revolution
Unable to find absolution
We are like a puppet on a string
The call for retribution is here
But what can be done
When we're all born in sin
Til... we find our truth within
The cynical revolution
Unable to find a resolution
The cynical revolution
Unable to find absolution
Hear it, a call for a revolution
Sense it, a call for a revolution
Now is the debased
Demoralized
Degenerated me dead!
This conclude my fate!!!
7. Treachery
I've got a huge burden on my back
I watch it swell and sag me down
I stay awake and watch the ECG curve remain flat
No more belief in destiny, all because I resent that
Treachery, don't say the words
Affectionly, I stroke the naked curves
How do I seal my fate, fast enough
To create the rebirth of hate?
Treachery, don't say the words
Affectionly, I stroke the naked curves
My enthuasism seems to fade away real slowly
The ordinary life seems blank and
My will to live is gone
A while ago I used to think that life was holy
Embrace yourself cause the fact is
We all die slowly
Treachery, don't say the words
Affectionly, I stroke the naked curves
8. The Eye of Revelation
Chiefs of Aries, Jupiter and Saturn, God Eternal what changes
After a long century the evil times return
The Antichrist will soon annihilate three countries
The war he will wage will last twenty seven years
Opponents will beput to death and prisoners deported
Blood from bodies will redden the water
The land will be riddled with blows
Mars threatens us with his warlike strength
Sevently times will he caused blood to flow
Fall and ruin of the clergy and more for those
Who will wish to understand nothing from them
The scythe joined to the pond towards
Sagittarius at the height of it's ascendant
Plague, famine, death by military land
The century approaches it's renewal
For forty years the Iris will not appear
For 40 years it will be seen every day
The arid earth will grow drier and
Great floods when it will appear
9. Pater Noster
Now is the time for transparent fiction
On the surface, looks like a map of desription
A new reality will reveal itself
We're on the verge to a new paradigm
It's a new age filled with uncertain paths
I'm feeling lost in the sublime
Pater Noster – reign no more
Pater Noster – commence the row
big to grasp, so true to hear
But be sure... it's coming... the ending is near
I would like to say I sympatize
Mankind will act so paralyzed
A holy instrument, divine experiment
We're so tempted to fail... but... armageddon we must hail!
Pater Noster – reign no more
Pater Noster – commence the row
Pater Noster – reign no more
Pater Noster – commence the row
So big to grasp, so true to hear
But be sure... it's coming... the ending is near
10. Rusty Armour
There's something cold and bleak
Behind that smile, that's shining through
You sense it when she's walking next to you
Her mouth a simple cut when words
Flows out, a blabbermouth
She's very close to make her dreams come true
She's looking perfect unless you
Scratch the surface, or punch a hole
She is a sample from the TV breed
Let's penetrate the rusty armour
I won't loose to her conventions
I don't care to her credentials
In her reality, there's nothing
That's surreal, obscene
She has become her selfmade
Drama queen
Let's penetrate the rusty armour
Grind it down to the meaningless
I won't loose to her conventions
I don't care to her credentials
The lifestyle she represents has
Nothing to do with us
It's just the image of the image
That's selling itself
The concept is to be exposed
And to live exposed to society's
Arbitrariness, without any regrets
Except the regret of not being exposed
Trust has no meaning in this reality
Except as a tool to misuse
In order to get advantage
Over your surroundings
Friends are nonexistent
Allies is all
Trust none
Fuck all
There's something cold and bleak
Behind that smile, that's shining through
You sense it when she's walking next to you
She's looking perfect unless you
Scratch the surface, or punch a hole
She is a sample from the TV breed
Let's penetrate the rusty armour
Grind it down to the meaningless
Let's penetrate the fragile armour
Expose her inner self
11. Forever Cin
12. Hatelist
I'm the one that gonna fuck you up
Fuck, you qualified!
You made it up to the top spot
Feel honoured, you fucking fuck!
A great advance from a former friend
You fucking backstabber
Spawned in rest, meet my gun
I promise I will only use my fists
Call me messiah and I will respond
The feeling ofnumbness, for a restless man
You' re like the plague
I will get my revenge until I get some rest
Spawned in rest, meet my gun
You're ¹1 on my hatelist
You qualified, you fuck
I will be the sickest cyst
You ever had to your back
Your insults craves for attention
I won't put a halt to my shitstorm
Dedicated especially for you, you fuck!
Your appearance make me sick
You're ¹1 on my hatelist
You qualified, you fuck
After careful consideration
The board have come to an anonymous decision
That your case isn't worth either the time
Nor the effort of such hatred described
Previously in this song
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