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Centaurus-A: "Side Effects Expected" – 2009

энциклопедия: Centaurus-A

Состав группы:

  • Maik Matanovic – гитара
  • Patrick Schr?der – ударные
  • Michael Ahlgrimm – бас, вокал
  • Hernan Martinez – гитара
  • Johannes Henke – вокал

Centaurus-A: "Side Effects Expected" – 2009

Композиции:

  1. The Praying Mantis
  2. Narcotic
  3. Drop Off
  4. Morning Tremble
  5. The Ease
  6. Incident/Accident
  7. Arson
  8. Dripping Red Canvas
  9. Selfmade Cage
  10. Resistance Ain't Futile

Лирика

1. The Praying Mantis

A certain scent lies in the air
So familiar, so tempting
Being able to resistis pratically invain

Pheromones weakening the senses
Is this amazing stench a trap or an honest signal
In either way she'll be waiting
They're always waiting, they're always waiting

This situation, it really sucks
The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked
No choice to make, you know what's to do
Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too

I know what she is capable of
My limbs are trembling, my face feels numb

This situation, it really sucks
The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked
No choice to make, you know what's to do
Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too

The gruesome ritual is inavoidable
It's not like there would be a choice
Carefully approaching destiny
With flapping wings and a swaying abdomen
Try to focus and concentrate

And even if that hurdle should be accomplished
There is no guarantee one'll see the next sunrise
The odds of her tearing off one's head and starting to chow on it

While the rest of ones eventual carcass keeps on mating
to the point where she decides to devour the rest of one's pityfull
remains are fairly said more than bad

Enough time has be wasted
Let's get it on I know the cost
Cause once you've tasted
You know, you're lost

This situation, it really sucks
The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked
No choice to make, you know what's to do
Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too

2. Narcotic

One streaking sun – Narcotic worldwide run
Emaciated bound – Strapped to this enclosure ground

Down for life, you tread the trap
Misplaced and nailed to what we are
Cut the string that tie you down – relentless misery
Defy – what they deny

Avoid avaricious avenues
Do what needs to be done
When nations remote controlled run

Underhand tactics, never been told
The truth is sold – greed unfold

One streaking sun – Narcotic worldwide run
Emaciated bound – Strapped to this enclosure ground

Misplaced and nailed to what we are
Cut the string that tie you down

Prevent their prevail, trepass with trembling knees
And shut reality's backdoor

Narcotic – Breakdown – System
Narcotic – Breakdown – System – fear ridden face

Avoid avaricious avenues
Do what needs to be done
When nations remote controlled run

3. Drop Off

Rejection, all down the line
Perfection, gave my best every single time
Being left out, is so frustrating
Sick n' tired, of constantly waiting

My blood, my sweat, my tears, year after year
Constant failure, I can't bare, they don't care
No, no always no, without a fuckin' reason
I won't bend, I won't beak, just to fuckin' please'em

Failure is a good old friend
He beats you down, till you get up again
Disappointment, doubts, standing on a thin red line
Get up, get out, get going, or just resign

Deaf dumb blind, stumbling through the dark
No orientation, no senses, no point to mark
The constant drive, convinced I will success
Till the next decay, catches up to me

Cut from the team, objected, showed aside
A fist of broken dreams, emptiness, left behind

My blood, my sweat, my tears, year after year
Constant failure, I can't bare, they don't care
No, no always no, without a fuckin' reason
I won't bend, I won't beak, just to fuckin' please'em

Failure is a good old friend
He beats you down, till you get up again
Disappointment, doubts, standing on a thin red line
Get up, get out, get going, or just resign

4. Morning Tremble

No quite there yet
The toxin is still affecting my system
I always neglect my own condition

The agony and misery are about to kick in
Seems like sobriety ain't my best friend

Slowly I return out of this gaze
My head aches in awful ways
My body's scabbed and bruised
But no memories to recall
And explain the abuse

What did I do
What did I say
Was I rude did I misbehave
Try to recall and fill the blanks above
Hope I didn't disappoint the ones I love

Trying to reconstruct a,d fill the blanks
Within my stunned mind
Only one thing is for sure
Last night must have been one hell of a time

This ignorance triggers the feeling of shame and blame
So sick of being the obnoxious one
I dread what I've become

What did I do
What did I say
Was I rude did I misbehave
Try to recall and fill the blanks above
Hope I didn't disappoint the ones I love

5. The Ease

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6. Incident/Accident

Overhelmed, astonished
I have no idea what I should say
A tragedy
A face to me
It boiles down to agony

250 million people
And every third is armed
Ain't that really scary
Just imagine all the harm
Now don't tell me you're fucking charmed

Sweat, blood and tears
Any kind of amunition
Misery, pain and fear
The constant condition

Cuns don't kill
People do
What the hell is wrong with you

Just wait til you have been shot at
Maybe then you'll get the clou

I just don't get it
So much seems to be going wrong
What have weapons to do with freedom
It has never worked all along

Overhelmed, astonished
I have no idea what I should say
A tragedy
A face to me
It boiles down to agony

250 million people
And every third is armed
Ain't that really scary
Just imagine all the harm
Now don't tell me you're fucking charmed

Sweat, blood and tears
Any kind of amunition
Misery, pain and fear
The constant condition

7. Arson

Light the match
Watch the flame while it ignites
The smell of sulfur in my nose
The reflection in my eyes

A compulsion I can't control
The feeling almost divine

The ashes, the soot and the dirt
What is left when flames have gone
Without I hurt

The whipping tongues
Devouring everything
Watch the wind turn
With every flame I learn

The whipping tongues
Devouring everything
Watch the wind turn
With every flame I learn

The ashes, the soot and the dirt
What is left when flames have gone
Without I hurt

8. Dripping Red Canvas

Mankinds greatest wish, since beginning of time
Eternal life, a place to hang in paradise
Self-preservation, for a disordered nation
No heaven awaits, now we know life's worth
So we try to extend it, to remain here on earth

So if you got the cash, reproduce yourself
Secure your future, secure your health
So if you got the cash, reproduce yourself
Secure your future, secure your health

Self-preservation, for a disordered nation

Lack of interest, where or why
Creation meaningless, as long as we stay alive

So if you got the cash, reproduce yourself
Secure your future, secure your health
So if you got the cash, reproduce yourself
Secure your future, secure your health

9. Selfmade Cage

Escape the womb into the cell
Some call life the others hell
Running scared, so unprepared just trying to cope
Holding on to crutches that pretend to give us hope

Born into a sheltered world
Where everything is taken for granted
When substantial needs are secured
We find new problems and enhance them

It's not controlled behavior
It's only human nature

Wrong, wrong so much is wrong
To be honest what's actually still right
Imprisoned inside, stunned and paralized
By this ridiculous state we call life

Choking on our self-pity, so weak and suppressed
For what we all have, we couldn't care less
Why ever beak out, out of our selfmade cage
We love to complain, it's our fate

Escape the womb into the cell
Some call life the others hell
Running scared, so unprepared just trying to cope
Holding on to crutches that pretend to give us hope

10. Resistance Ain't Futile

Always accept, don't talk back
To what they have to say
That's just how it goes
So don't doubt them anyway
Only lies, lies, only lies in which they swallow
Just shut up, don't resist, we are trained to swallow

Freedom... No longer guaranteed
Anxieties... So follow their believes
We were never free

There's no time to hide, or just stand watching aside
Too long in denial, resistance ain't futile

We are sick and tired of your prevarication
And we will not tolerate you misleading us

Only lies, lies, only lies in which they swallow
Just shut up, don't resist, we are trained to swallow
Always accept, don't talk back
To what they have to say
That's just how it goes
So don't question them anyway

Freedom... We were never free
Anxieties... I will never follow your sick believes

Trust your intuition, with what you have to face
Have no illusions, you can't save the human race
There's no time to hide, or just stand watching aside
Too long in denial, resistance ain't futile

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