NO OMEGA LYRICS

1. Earth Stands Still

I believe something is so
Fundamentally wrong with
What we value as important today
And i hope that you who are here tonight
Will reconsider your choices
Before our losses are just too great

2. Vacants

Somewhere in the deep
of my own tortured sleep
i could see your hands reaching
towards the unknowing
you were begging them to stop
but they cut off
all remaining ties
to earthly life
we all hung our heads.
MOTHER CULTURE IS WHISPERING
IN MY EAR. TELLING ME DISAPPEAR.
TELLING ME DO AS THEY SAY.
STAY IN LINE.
YOU CAN'T CHOOSE.
EDUCATE. WORK. CAREER.
I HAVE TO FIND A WAY.
I HAVE TO FIND A WAY.
VACANT SMILE
VACANT EYES
MY MIND IS OCCUPIED
I DON'T KNOW WHICH THOUGHTS ARE MINE
OR WHAT THEY PROGRAMMED ME TO THINK
we all hung our heads.

3. Sleeping In

Sleeping in
it puts me to sleep
i dig into this frozen dirt to see what lies beneath
i dig into frozen dirt to be
in a worthless, cold and empty grave
for a man so sick no god could ever save
A MAN SO SICK NO GOD COULD SAVE
so this leads me to believe that I shrink become thin
and that love is a lottery I'll never win
it's not your fault
but still i'm losing faith in
everyone i know
so this leads me to believe that I shrink become thin
still i'm losing faith in everyone i know
and that life is a lottery, that I'll
NEVER NEVER NEVER EVER WIN

4. Below

Can't you see the lack in me?
the lack of hope and integrity
it vanished so quickly no eyes could see
can't you see the lack in me?
the lack of love and sanity
when the sun turned black and betrayed me
darkness caught me
it caught me and you stood there watching
every place where death lies below
there's always this fucking crowd
they yell, pull my shirt not to leave
i understand this crowd, but do they understand me?

5. Woodlands Pt.1

Actors keep on acting
people keep on clapping
they all hang their heads
they all hang their heads
in sorrow.
in utopia.
when all the money burns
in sorrow, in utopia
the beggar receives no money
from the man in a suit
he's just another
poor man
dressed in a suit
he can't stop world hunger
on his way to work
on his way to ruin
let us rest at
the woodland cemetery
our silent film
a vast ocean of nothing
will everything continue without us?

6. Utopianist

Riots in the street
as i fold my hands
turn to the side
go back home
to sleep
i've had enough
i never even tried
but the weather's fine
and every day amazing
the shadow of civilisation
hangs over me
i hang my head
so dead
dead on the inside
wasted opportunities
go by the way side
join our side fight a war
but when everything is ruled by
money
and just by breathing
we're contributing to
the ongoing slaughter
of the world

7. Dirt Hands

I hope you can look her in the eyes
i hope she can be more than a target
and reject all the ideals we made for her
in our fake world
in our factories
what's life like in a fucking factory?
make the corporate son work in the industry
built by his father's dirty hands
her head is aching
a blank stare
a bed invitation
she doesn't know what to do
cause she is too obsessed
to fit the mindless image
the picture you made for her
the ideal was forced on her
i hope she rejects me,
i hope she rejects
make the corporate son work in the industry
built by his father's dirty hands
(he washed them in the blood of the workers)
(blood of the workers' daughters)

8. Enigma

Tracking down the missing link
seeing everything in blank
watching everything sink
seeing everything
END
i'm trying hard to give myself a reason
to stop questioning
to begin
did you ever stop before you started
did you ever give in without trying
without trying
do you sometimes write without sorrow
do you sometimes love without heart
do you sometimes
have you ever
have you ever wasted ink
more wasted ink

9. V (Control)

Capitalism infests
our minds
it crawls up our very spine
controls our every heartbeat
and hangs us out to die
capitalism is the root
to all problems
we need to stop
fuck money
fuck greed
this is not the way for us to live.
it hurts too
like when the sickness took you
and we had to sell our house
like her she filled her life
with all these things
consumed herself
drowned pretty accessories
hierarchy
climbing ladders
it's murder to the world
but it's kingdom (a) throne to the rich
it's the false paradise
the egoistic
why let go
when she worked so hard
oh she worked so hard

10. A Man Reprieved

I cough up grey dust
i look up and see
that all kings are dead
and that we're finally free
i stare at the joy in everyone's eyes
they tell me they also can see it in mine
am i dreaming?
i must be dreaming!
i always thought that there was more to life
than money, and working
that other things had value
food under lock and key
this can't be this can't be
this can not be
we're finally free

BUT I MUST BE DREAMING

11. Woodlands Pt.2

On the grass
in his suit
blood reappears
but not through his nose
dry mouth. red mouth
open eyes
for the first time
blood gushing
and my final
thoughts mere
imprints
specks of dust
nothing
if i'd see you there
let us rest at
the woodland cemetery
our silent film
a vast ocean of nothing
will everything continue without us?

[Swedish poem:]
meningslösa mening
långa korta dagar
hungriga mätta magar
du är aldrig ensam
ändå så känner du dig ensam
[English interpretation:]
meaningful but at the same time so meaningless
long days, yet time passes so quickly
we're never hungry, always hungry for more
you are never alone
still you feel so alone

12. Shame

[Bonus Track]

It’s never been this easy to tell

that you’re pouring gas over gas
 over Metropolis

you want it all to burn
it’s black and white

i’m ashamed to be the same as you

to carry your blood

as we bow down to the heavens

crashing down on every light of life

a shitty snapshot of a world i could barely bother with

for all i care

ruin it all you want

just keep taking and taking

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK IT
i hope you’re ready to dig graves

because that’s where we’re heading

eager to die

are you eager to die?





NO OMEGA LYRICS