KAOSPILOT LYRICS

1. Robots Took Me On The Outside Of Dogs

Sometimes at bus stops and on daytime soaps you can here people say " no peace for the wicked" They never offer a nuanced version. And maybe words are just noise or a set of marks on paper. Robots took on the outside of dogs. Perhaps this sounds obscure, sometimes I presume if I did not think I would be happier. If I did not think for a second or two I would avoid my anxiety and my tears. Determined versions would fade away.

2. Rethink The Guidelines

I do not feel very comfortable here. What made me is unclear, but I still feel kind of trapped. Love or hate. I did my best to run away from my passions. I was close but my circumstances did not allow me. After an aeon I read the sign written in blue on white. The sign read "failure is a common result of escapism "The sound of echoes are surrounding me. Please, please stop. I wish I could smash the mirrors and start living again. Rethink the guidelines. The next moment we watched the fire cracking stars and our odyssey starts.

3. Eleventh Hour Tactics

Somehow the fire went out and these winter days left me cold. Spending my days counting empty bottles really don't satisfy me anymore. Walls built to protect are closing in now ready to destroy. I need to fight them, fire against fire. Smash the bricks lose control. Love, passion, rage,hate please let me feel again. Dancing on thin ice, I want to dance on fire.

4. Arm Your Fists

Arm your fists with smashed bottles. Aim at the patriarchal portraits.Repacked sex keeps your interest as we were living fuck machines. Nothing falls early or too late. Assault your pity. The revolted eye is closed. Her skin faints while this is your imagination of "lust". His language did not make us any wiser. Lift your eyes. Look trough new glasses. Get right-Sex is not for sale.

5. School Of Assassins

Death squads trained to serve the pigs rage for hegemony. Blood bath scenario- violence strikes again. And while greed writes the history, human rights still are a term not spoken. This is a rouge- coloured policy, suppressing cultures. Tax paid death squads strike again. La escuela de golpas - an instrument for blood red policy. How can we imagine a future when our system conflicts with everything nature teaches us? I thought we had learnt from our mistakes, but I guess I'm wrong again. La escuela de golpas. Is surviving possible in a world without walls? For more information about School of Americas / Western Hemisphere Institute for Security Cooperation go to www.soaw.org

6. The Vicous Cycle

It's hard to rise. When another weight is put on your broken back. We give with our left hand with our right hand we take ten folds back. It's not our acts that kill it's more the fact that we never act. We smile and sit content never pushing to make a change. Their faces flash across the screen 10 seconds then they're gone. We press the button and look the other way. The vicious cycle goes on and on.

7. Process Is Set

Mankind is measure. This process is set. We cry for a change - we call for a change. But without movement we stand still. This is a face of a speechless subject. These faces are killing. Monologue without meaning: "for all the what is - and what is not" We kill the day without an attempt. The progress is dead before the second try. Who dares wins. In that moment our actions will define us.

["The philosophers have only interpreted the world, in various ways; the point is to change it. " - Karl Marx.]

8. Akathisia

What happened to our culture? Suddenly all of us became products of our environment. With the aim of individuality, mobility, flexibility and effectivity - our anxiety expands. The vampire kisses and we are infected one by one. Solipsistic ideas turn into a romantic term. Is this a symptom of a common sense rebellion towards our surroundings or are we the enemy? Ask yourself. Death is a welcome result. And remember did you have your pill today?

9. Letter Of Condolence

Silent genocide whole nations left to die, and we are so sad to tell you this cure is not for free. You cannot pay, so you will have to die. And we are so sorry this is just the way it works we would rather see you dead than lose a single cent.

10. Dead Conversation

Another useless statement. This conversation is dead. We sit and talk for hours. But nothing is really said. You look at me: I look at you. "Everything is fine". So concerned about maintaing our pretty facade. But nothing is said. Pretty facade.

11. Prologue To Better Players

Everything of today is falling. It's decaying. Who will support this life? Do you? Feel the passion to embrace this life? These are the men of today. I am a prologue to better players. Follow my example: Teach to fly - fall faster. Gone





KAOSPILOT LYRICS