EXHALE LYRICS
album: "Blind" (2010)
1. Edge2. World Of Hate
3. Anger
4. Turning Blind
5. Propaganda
6. Sick Addiction
7. Scream
8. Fools
9. Crushed
10. Swallow
11. Parasiter
12. Humanism
13. Paperwings
14. Erased
15. Spy Tillbaka
1. Edge
Have you ever held in your hand,
a big bottle of pills to take?
Thinking that the only answer,
was to never again come awake?
Fighting – holding on to make it one more day
Weakness – Am I strong enough not to give in
The blade slips and cuts the skin
dark emotions entrap the tear
needing a way to heal the pain
take a breath and cut a vein.
Have you ever been to the edge
but did not let death take your soul?
Did you stop the very last minute,
Come to your senses take control?
Fighting – Holding on to make it one more day
Weakness – Am I strong enough to fight the pain?
The blade slips and cuts the skin
dark emotions entrap the fear
needing a way to heal the pain
take a breath and cut a vein.
When hearts shatter they lay in ruin
Lay crumbled in pieces so small.
Time can stand still in the darkness,
Nothing seems to matter at all.
2. World Of Hate
Welcome to a world of hate!
We’re all so glad you’ve come.
Let us know what we might do
To keep you feeling numb.
May your stay –be long an bitter
Welcome to a world of hate where the greedy men, in suits are in
controlling your fate.
May your tortured soul keep bleeding
Until all you love is gone.
May your stay be long and bitter,
May your problems keep pilling on.
There are things to eat at the sideboard:
Just words, junk and pain.
All the things that you can’t swallow now
Will, of course, be served again.
Welcome to a world of hate where the greedy men in suits are controlling
you fate.
Welcome to a world of hate where money lies and the body is only trade.
Welcome to a world of hate
Welcome to a world of hate
Welcome to a world of hate
Welcome to a world of hate
Welcome to a world of hate!
We’re all so glad you’ve come.
Let us know what we might do
to keep you feeling numb.
May your stay be long and bitter.
may your problems keep pilling on
3. Anger
The same anger that makes me bleed inside in my heart and in my soul
-killing me with soft whispers of hate.
Why can’t I just –once fee
From anger – that’s trapped inside me
The anger which –you provide.
Softly, deeply but quickly my blood flows outwards,
Pouring showing its true power to the world.
Slowly but surely it destroys me.
I am not it but it has become me.
Why can’t I just – once be free.
From the anger – that’s trapped in side me
The anger which – you provide
The anger which you create.
The anger that’s inside me now are conquering, and swallowing piece by
piece.
From the inside earning its way through my mind.
The only emotion we ever shared – was anger
The only words we ever said – were yelled.
The same anger that makes me bleed inside in my heart and in my soul
-killing me with soft whispers of hate.
The anger that’s inside me now are conquering, and swallowing piece by
piece.
From inside eating its way through my mind.
The only emotion we ever shared – was anger
The only words we ever said – were yelled.
4. Turning Blind
Turning blind eyes
at thing we wish not,
and making our lives fake
made us lose the insight
Shielding behind others,
watching people live
in the darkness which
appears at every corner!
We walk a path paved by others,
yet we keep up our own appearance
So our guard is never down
because we forgot who we really are….
Fake smiles on fake faces – everyday façade for a masquerade
It’s just another fake, another rambling line –
Another step towards ambition.
Turning blind….eyes.
We walk a path paved by others,
Yet we keep up our own appearance,
So our guard is never down
Because we forgot who we really are..
Fake smiles on fake faces – everyday façade for a masquerade.
It’s just another fake, another rambling line –
Another step towards ambition.
Stealing away their smiles,
Setting free their hearts,
Cutting their strings –
Their souls have been lost,
But not for much longer –
Freedom beckons.
5. Propaganda
Focusing into shape, born and raised without choosing the fate, designed
Thoughts and intellect – blind like a dead insect! Like a bird without
wings- a
Small world with imprinted thoughts and things – wings a small world
With imprinted thoughts and things.
What is the goal? What is the question?
Serve and die, propaganda deny!
A part of a big machine with wheels in constant motion victim of some
doctrine
Eluding – all personal motions! Staring with eyes wide open – blind to
the world
And the brother beside choking. Dreams, fading away.
What is the goal? What is the question”
Serve and die, propaganda deny!
Numb, betrayed, blind, depraved
Numb, betrayed, blind, depraved
Down on your knees keep reading the mantra or never be saved
Solutions through violence, violence for freedom, freedom –a
indoctrinated dream?
Is the political correct world that we live in stopping us from
recognising & defining what we are being faced with Fascists.
6. Sick Addiction
Do you feel the rope getting tight around you neck?
Do you the feel panic when the veins are getting small?
Quiet! Quiet! Someone screams you can head but not see, it can’t be a
dream or reality
Where are you? The symbiosis was made for this
Nothing could stop it or tear it a part,
Except for the unforgiving betrayal – now you’re marked
Trying to find, to locate, trying to be all awake.
Now you’re marked, it’s time to take the punishment and get sliced apart.
You knew all along what you did a sick symbiosis where the weak bleed.
You where the master of abuse, now it’s time to pay-back and reduce –
Your sick addiction! Your sick addiction!
Trying to find, to locate, trying to be all awake.
The smell is strong, hanging in a rope around the neck upside down.
Did you know? Did you feel? That something like this was going on?
Now you’re marked, it’s time to take the punishment and get sliced apart.
You knew all along what you did a sick symbiosis where the weak bleed.
Your sick addiction! Your sick addiction!
All I want is you to die hate is what I feel.
Stolen pride, never to heal again, always reminding – the scars on the body.
Trying to rust – without satisfaction, talk without a tongue.
HATE
HATE
HATE
Turning away – inside is the answer – can I go on, was it my fault?
7. Scream
You stand in the middle of the chaos, your wish is to scream
Scream of all your pain, scream of all your anger
With you scream, with your anger, with your word you want to destroy.
Your word is like a sharp blade cutting down everything in its way –
Leaving traces deeper than a first in the face
Your tears are forever locked inside the coffin.
Your tears never existed.
Our tears are not visible, your tears are no more.
Your tears never existed.
You stay in the middle of the chaos, your wish is the scream
Scream of all you pain, scream of all anger
With your scream, with your anger, with your word you want to destroy.
Your word is like a sharp blade cutting down everything in its way –
Leaving traces deeper than a first in the face.
8. Fools
The lines do not connect the dots
The voices do not speak the truth
For words can only express thoughts
And not the verity of youth
We see through pain and step on hate
The crying flowers yearn to live
No longer shall we prize the jewels
No longer shall we be fools
The disconnect in beating hearts
Is tragically the way of life
What once eye sees the other shuns
What once was freedom now is strife
We see through pain and step on hate
The crying flowers yearn to live
No longer shall we prize the jewels
No longer shall we be fools
A child’s eyes so like the dew
That glisten on the morning leaves
And know not of the reckless lies
Of cheating fools and tempting thieves
Corrupted we all have become
Through viewing foul deed of the years
We’ve taught our minds to slight the thirst
We long to quench with boundless tears
Boundless tears
Boundless tears
9. Crushed
Anger, pent-up, waiting to explode
Deceit, Infantile, wait till I unload.
Crushed, I feel myself fall, deeper into oblivion.
Electrified by angry words blood drips from your two edged tongue.
Past and present collide, beneath stained hearts I hide.
Anger, pent-up, waiting to explode.
Crushed like a bug under the foot, messy guts all over
Like a smelly cadaver without a soul
Is this your contributed sour goal?
Plant your face down on the floor
Set the time bomb to go off at four
Sink to the bottom of your ego
I’ll laugh when the timer hits zero
My only way to find redemption
Bloody thoughts of retaliation
Ego seductive bastard laughing no more
When the bomb are going off at four
Past and present collide, beneath stained hearts I hide.
Anger, pent-up waiting to explode.
Plant your face down on the floor
Set the time bomb to go off at four
Sink to the bottom of your ego
I’ll laugh when the timer hits zero
My only way to find redemption
Bloody thoughts of retaliation
Ego seductive bastard laughing no more
When the bomb are going off at four.
10. Swallow
As a person with profound insight a limitless vision for the future, a
wiliness to do
Anything to bring that special future pass and a total loyalty to the
party, instantly as anyone can see.
There was created the great contradiction to foolishness and blindness….
There was created the great contradiction to foolishness and blindness
Possessed and full with insight but ruled by fear, they instantly took
to themselves –all
Possessions, all power, all ability to lead.
Swallowing all that is served on the plate
Swallowing all without feeling the taste
Swallowing all that is served on the plate
Swallowing all without the taste
Another one in line who will follow the structure
Another one in line who always will shut up
Another one in line who will follow the structure
Another one in line who always will shut up – ruled by fear
Ruled by fear
In the line without a face, with an empty belief – serving the ones no
one have seen.
Swallowing all that is served on the plate
Swallowing all without feeling the taste, in the line without a mind,
possessed with profound insight.
There was created the great contradiction to foolishness and blindness…
There was created the great contradiction to foolishness and blindness
Possessed and full with insight but ruled by fear, they instantly took
to themselves – all
Possessions, all power, all ability to lead
11. Parasiter
Missbrukad makt, pengar I fel fäck
Hånfullt kastar dom ner de svaga på marken.
Utan att roar fysiskt slår de ned de svaga psykiskt,
Ego-centrerade parasite kväver vårt samhälle I dyra kostymer och falska
leenden.
Pengar styr allas misär, folkets röst inget vänd.
Nakna I kylan fråntagna sitt spark, fråntagna all möjligheter att försvara.
Avståndet är för långt, avgrunden är för djup, sprickan växer mellan de
drabbade och
grisarnas vidriga champagnesprut.
12. Humanism
[Instrumental]
13. Paperwings
Close your eyes, draw a breath, comfortable in your coffin?
Since you never started living you can might as well be dead.
Although you gave me nothing I want to give it back.
Useless weak excuses will never feed my need.
Spread you paperwings and try your luck.
Walls rise up around you, no way to make them fall.
To rid your arms of shackles.
To rid yourself of guilt.
14. Erased
Standing here, alone, prohibited to think
Your will we shall follow, your will we still swallow.
No mind, no self-respect, no own person
Starting to get – erased
Starting to get – deaf
Starting to get – dumb
Starting to get – blind
Erased – listening to the lies
Embarrassed – by propaganda
Erased – no own thought
Embraced – by greed and cold
Locked doors, left outside, propaganda, world of lies
Focus lost, humanity lost, empty words – without control.
Starting to get – erased
Starting to get – deaf
Starting to get – dumb
Starting to get – blind
More money, more power, more greed
To the ones who not need.
More money, more power, more greed
To the ones who not need.
Erased – listening to the lies
embarrassed – by propaganda
Erased – no own thought
Embraced – by greed and cold
15. Spy Tillbaka
Begäret efter mer upphör aldrig, sakteligen går vi under.
En ledare uppstår börst när det finns ett följe, öppria ögonen, sluta
att svälja, våga spy tillbaka.
Spy tillbaka
Hur länge ska vi orka, springa runt och torka, spridningen av all er skit
Hur manga sparker och slag skall vi ta, sakta går vi under I tron om att
ha det bra
Politik år konsten att hindra människorna från att blanda sig I det som
angår dem
Spy tillbaka
Spy tillbaka
Spy tillbaka
Spy tillbaka
Johan Fogelberg — Bass
Gustav "Gurra" Elowson — Drums
Andreas Allenmark — Guitars
Johan Ylenstrand — Guitars, Vocals (Low)
Peter — Vocals
Thanks to animtakhnet for sending these lyrics.
Gustav "Gurra" Elowson — Drums
Andreas Allenmark — Guitars
Johan Ylenstrand — Guitars, Vocals (Low)
Peter — Vocals
Thanks to animtakhnet for sending these lyrics.
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