DECADENCE LYRICS

1. Six Tape

Dominant, rootsy and barbed.
Leather and screaming guitars.
Something real about it.
Feels like hot ‘n ready Thrash.

INDEPENDENT UNREPENTANT.
SIX – FOR THE KICK, NOT THE FAME OR CASH.
NO RESTRICTIONS. FREE EXPRESSIONS.
SIX – FOR THE HARD WAY, DONE BY HAND.

Caught in action on the Six Tape.

Do it! Make fantasy real.
Touch it, feel it, tough as steel.
A Metal strike, buckle up tight.
As equals we take the fight.

INDEPENDENT UNREPENTANT.
SIX – FOR THE KICK, NOT THE FAME OR CASH.
NO RESTRICTIONS. FREE EXPRESSIONS.
SIX – FOR THE HARD WAY, DONE BY HAND.

Alternatives – rise!
Far into highs of desire.
Alternatives – rise!
Creative and inspired.

It’s the time. The time is right.
Challengers for DIY.
Up against establishment.
Rooting for the underdog.

Caught in action on the Six Tape.

INDEPENDENT UNREPENTANT.
SIX – FOR THE KICK, NOT THE FAME OR CASH.
NO RESTRICTIONS. FREE EXPRESSIONS.
SIX – FOR THE HARD WAY, DONE BY HAND.

2. Latex Rituals

Unbreakable heroine,
Set to win the true dark hearts, say
"Where's my stage?".

Shivers, trembling to the bone.
Rigid, emotionless and cold.

THE RITUAL SCENE.
OH WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
SHINY VINYL SKIN
JOGGED THE MEMORY.
GOT SOME EDGE TO KILL, RIGHT?
INTIMATE AND DAMN TIGHT.
FIRE AND FUEL. LATEX RITUALS.

Everyone's fantasy,
But no one's reality, say
"It's my place".

Shivers, trembling to the bone.
Rigid, emotionless and cold.

THE RITUAL SCENE.
OH WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
SHINY VINYL SKIN
JOGGED THE MEMORY.
GOT SOME EDGE TO KILL, RIGHT?
INTIMATE AND DAMN TIGHT.
FIRE AND FUEL. LATEX RITUALS.

Feeling like the 3rd stage.
I see you, you watch me.
Like someone else but not at all.
That everyday rusty old cage.
Now gives use to all that rage.

Body's strong, now give it to them,
What they want: "I am prepared".
What was that, say it again?
"Yeah, you heard it – I'm here to stay."

In goddess mode. Taking on
The part expected to perform, say
"Bring it on".

Shivers, trembling to the bone.
Rigid, emotionless and cold.

THE RITUAL SCENE.
OH WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
SHINY VINYL SKIN
JOGGED THE MEMORY.
GOT SOME EDGE TO KILL, RIGHT?
INTIMATE AND DAMN TIGHT.
FIRE AND FUEL. LATEX RITUALS.

3. Red Façade Hotel

Meeting up at 10:15,
What is left but to follow dreams?
They say for us it's in the genes.
Shouldn't be in systematic schemes.

The search is always going on.
Here's where answers can be found.
One by one is broken down,
While we work out the design.

RED FAÇADE HOTEL
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
THE PLACE WHERE DREAMS DWELL.

AS AN ARTIST FORMS EFFECTS.
EMPOWERED AS AN ARCHITECT.
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
THE PLACE WHERE DREAMS DWELL.

Entering the moment now.
The rest of it hidden a while.
Cruising down the easy lane.
Going back to freehand plans.

The search is always going on.
Here's where answers can be found.
One by one is broken down,
While we work out the design.

RED FAÇADE HOTEL
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
THE PLACE WHERE DREAMS DWELL.

AS AN ARTIST FORMS EFFECTS.
EMPOWERED AS AN ARCHITECT.
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
THE PLACE WHERE DREAMS DWELL.

Creator of dreams, creator of fear, creator of lust.
It's in the design, all in the mind,
all within grasp of what can be real.

The search is always going on.
Here's where answers can be found.
One by one is broken down,
While we work out the design.

RED FAÇADE HOTEL
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
THE PLACE WHERE DREAMS DWELL.

AS AN ARTIST FORMS EFFECTS.
EMPOWERED AS AN ARCHITECT.
RED FAÇADE HOTEL
THE PLACE WHERE DREAMS DWELL.

4. Trinity

Trinity,
The line connecting worlds.
The serpentine road.
Leading to the emerald sea.
Tangerine soil underneath fallen leafs.
Mountains shield the void.
The sanctuary.

There is mystery in this trilogy.
Running in the bloodstream.
In mind, heart and soul.

THE LINE MERGES THROUGH THE NORDIC COLD.
SOUL DIVIDED, BETWEEN THESE WORLDS.
LIVED ALL OVER AND LEFT EVERY HOME.
ALWAYS ROAMING, READY TO EXPLORE.

Trinity,
The line connecting Steam City.
Surrounded by sand.
Shorelines of amber stones.
Whirr of turning wheels
and battering machinery.
Waters shield the core.
The foundation.

There is mystery in this trilogy.
Running in the bloodstream.
In mind, heart and soul.

THE LINE MERGES THROUGH THE NORDIC COLD.
SOUL DIVIDED, BETWEEN THESE WORLDS.
LIVED ALL OVER AND LEFT EVERY HOME.
ALWAYS ROAMING, READY TO EXPLORE.

I am the sanctuary, the escape.
I am the foundation, the strength.
I am the ice sovereign, detached.
Where lost come to get back on track.

There is mystery in this trilogy.
Running in the bloodstream.
In mind, heart and soul.

THE LINE MERGES THROUGH THE NORDIC COLD.
SOUL DIVIDED, BETWEEN THESE WORLDS.
LIVED ALL OVER AND LEFT EVERY HOME.
ALWAYS ROAMING, READY TO EXPLORE.

5. Lo Badland

Shooting pool, local joint, just rocking out. In the city's side-line. Moving on into town, there Lo arrived. To stir up the crowd. This time everyone had turned their back, the inner circle was cracked. All split and before the dawn would break, the final choice was made.

LO,
TAKES ANOTHER BULLET AND GOES.
VAGABOND IN MIND AND SOUL.
HAS IT ALL BUT IS ALONE.
STRAY IN A WORLD THAT'S GROWN.

At the bar, solo tour at Geronimo's. All dressed in black. Fed up with the fuss, had to take a rest. Had to breathe a while. It's time to leave that love behind. It came too near. So, that was what the rolling stone did, after one more beer.

LO,
TAKES ANOTHER BULLET AND GOES.
VAGABOND IN MIND AND SOUL.
HAS IT ALL BUT IS ALONE.
STRAY IN A WORLD THAT'S GROWN.

Lo Badland.

So, the thoughts drown by metallic sound. I'm going back on the road. Closest are gone now, the rest are loud. Always wanting more. A rover's night will never be over. So Lo went on. Real family for someone left with nobody. And the show went on.

LO,
TAKES ANOTHER BULLET AND GOES.
VAGABOND IN MIND AND SOUL.
HAS IT ALL BUT IS ALONE.
STRAY IN A WORLD THAT'S GROWN.

6. Something More

Who cares? So what?
No demands, no plans.
Barefoot in loose-fit clothes.
Untied from mechanical landscapes.
Simply re-synchronized.

Seeing all taking form.
Seeing all crumble down.
Getting back up again.
Knowing something more is out there.

EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
NOT ENOUGH, WEAK AND POOR.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
HAVING TASTED SOMETHING MORE.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
NOT ENOUGH, WEAK AND POOR.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
HAVING TASTED SOMETHING MORE.

It's time, one step down the staircase.
Almost on the ground.
So lift the veil off every detail.
Let's see what shall be found.

Seeing all taking form.
Seeing all crumble down.
Getting back up again.
Knowing something more is out there.

EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
NOT ENOUGH, WEAK AND POOR.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
HAVING TASTED SOMETHING MORE.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
NOT ENOUGH, WEAK AND POOR.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
HAVING TASTED SOMETHING MORE.

I need something stronger than this.
Larger than life itself. I'm taking it.

Need something more than pain.
Need something more than pain.
Need something more than pain.
Need something more than pain.

Seeing all taking form.
Seeing all crumble down.
Getting back up again.
Knowing something more is out there.

EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
NOT ENOUGH, WEAK AND POOR.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
HAVING TASTED SOMETHING MORE.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
NOT ENOUGH, WEAK AND POOR.
EVERYTHING LACKS SUBSTANCE,
HAVING TASTED SOMETHING MORE.

7. Exposure

So much more meaning in this than anything around.
Gained a solid knowledge base to do what satisfies.
Making this the playground where the tyrants shall fall.
Giving room for those who fought morally for their cause.

Standing up for those who dare to do things their own way.
Staying true to resistance and that's where we will remain.
Going up against the pack where they've got each other's backs.
Standing strong with the only ones who will never sell out.

CREATIVITY SHOULD BE FREE.
IF SOMEONE SHARES IT, LET IT BE.
INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY.
GIVE AND TAKE OR IT'S HYPOCRISY.

EXPOSURE – OF THE FALSE.
EXPOSURE – OF THE FRAUD.
EXPOSURE – OF THE GREED.
EXPOSURE – OF DECEIT.

Vital part to keep in mind is who stood on the lines.
Surely not those now in line to reap the benefits.
Build legacy on the real, the righteous, the sincere.
The rest can join the mob of those who act for fine careers.

CREATIVITY SHOULD BE FREE.
IF SOMEONE SHARES IT, LET IT BE.
INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY.
GIVE AND TAKE OR IT'S HYPOCRISY.

EXPOSURE – OF THE FALSE.
EXPOSURE – OF THE FRAUD.
EXPOSURE – OF THE GREED.
EXPOSURE – OF DECEIT.

Chasing the dream instead of the rivalry.
Reaching the peak with means that are all clean.
The sweat and pain, the fights, the strain make it all real.

Here's a story of what carves the way to reach success.
Turn head left and right to see who's there to clean the mess.
That's the army that will lead it all to victory.
Feel the fire not cast commercialized machines.

CREATIVITY SHOULD BE FREE.
IF SOMEONE SHARES IT, LET IT BE.
INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY.
GIVE AND TAKE OR IT'S HYPOCRISY.

EXPOSURE – OF THE FALSE.
EXPOSURE – OF THE FRAUD.
EXPOSURE – OF THE GREED.
EXPOSURE – OF DECEIT.

8. In Natura

A daily taste of the haste.
Tempo! Speed! Rhythm delayed.
Zephyrs of cold heal the pain.
They seek burnt up energy.

Killed all beauty for duty.
Stripped down and dove into the sea.

IN NATURA WE FLY.
WITH CLOSED EYES.
SYMBIOSIS BETWEEN LIVES.
RAW AND PURE.
IN NATURA WE FLY.
WITH CLOSED EYES.
OF ORGANIC ROOTS IN DESIGN.
UNTAINTED NATURAL.

Walking miles to stabilize.
Pressure! Stress! To win more time.
Blackened mind and heart off-guard.
While they keep pushing and pushing hard.

Killed all beauty for duty.
Stripped down and dove into the sea.

IN NATURA WE FLY.
WITH CLOSED EYES.
SYMBIOSIS BETWEEN LIVES.
RAW AND PURE.
IN NATURA WE FLY.
WITH CLOSED EYES.
OF ORGANIC ROOTS IN DESIGN.
UNTAINTED NATURAL.

Stress…

Had it with this life.
See you in the wild.
For nature is my home.
Had it with these clothes,
so off they go.

Insights from inside the cage.
Dressed up in a power suit.
Where everyone grind for the wage.
Underneath fluorescent tubes.

Killed all beauty for duty.
Stripped down and dove into the sea.

IN NATURA WE FLY.
WITH CLOSED EYES.
SYMBIOSIS BETWEEN LIVES.
RAW AND PURE.
IN NATURA WE FLY.
WITH CLOSED EYES.
OF ORGANIC ROOTS IN DESIGN.
UNTAINTED NATURAL.

9. Tighter

That's enough, this is where it ends.
No load heavier than this one.
Time is up, yet all hesitant.
No one can even make a choice.

Tighter, tighter, getting tight.

Go! Re-group, put all things in line.
Think straight and concentrate this time.
All will break and be split apart,
if no one is willing to take charge.

Tighter, tighter, getting tight.

ONCE THERE WAS A TIME, WHEN PEOPLE WOULD SPEAK THEIR MIND. QUESTIONING ORDERS. USING COMMON SENSE, TO SEEK OUT OTHER WAYS AROUND, NOT DO AS ALWAYS. THAT FIRE DIED IN FAVOR OF PRESTIGE. THAT FIRE IS WHAT MADE IT GENUINE.

Those who aren't willing to own,
even a small part of the bigger whole,
they will not be responsible,
and will never know what it means to grow.

Tighter, tighter, getting tight.

ONCE THERE WAS A TIME, WHEN PEOPLE WOULD SPEAK THEIR MIND. QUESTIONING ORDERS. USING COMMON SENSE, TO SEEK OUT OTHER WAYS AROUND, NOT DO AS ALWAYS. THAT FIRE DIED IN FAVOR OF PRESTIGE. THAT FIRE IS WHAT MADE IT GENUINE.

Tighter, tighter…
That's why they deceive or leave.
Tighter, tighter…
Because it's hard to lead.

Tighter, tighter…
Focus when it's hard to breathe.
Tighter, tighter…
One for all, make them believe.

ONCE THERE WAS A TIME, WHEN PEOPLE WOULD SPEAK THEIR MIND. QUESTIONING ORDERS. USING COMMON SENSE, TO SEEK OUT OTHER WAYS AROUND, NOT DO AS ALWAYS. THAT FIRE DIED IN FAVOR OF PRESTIGE. THAT FIRE IS WHAT MADE IT GENUINE.







DECADENCE LYRICS