PITCHSHIFTER LYRICS
album: "Industrial" (1991)
1. Landfill2. Brutal Cancroid
3. Gravid Rage
4. New Flesh
5. Catharsis
6. Skin Grip
7. Inflammator
8. Eye
1. Landfill
Hate, I hate, you mother fucker. Drown, bleed, I wish you would.
2. Brutal Cancroid
Pictures with stagnant cancer, images of brutal man, vasecting, seething,
despising, beaten red faces extreme, run the streets, find the lame, red hands
grasp at the air, drowning faceless contests, propogating physical force.
Watch your thoughts drip from walls, injure, destroy. Watch your thoughts drip
from life to gratify, why? Onlooking innocent silence, naked mental violence,
forced to kneel in the gutter, displeasure confined to a room, if strength
were exchanged for weakness, your dominance for pain, would walls be built for
protection, or would your victims be named?
3. Gravid Rage
Gave mental calm, disposed for pain, distant advance, animate shame, justify
worth, stolid obtainer, dominate false, artificial gain. Skin, stone, rage,
force. Appease me, scratch maul, burning cut, harsh grind, abuse resource,
irritate thought, deficient lack, severe depraver.
4. New Flesh
Why, this arrogant rape? This arrogant breed.
5. Catharsis
Watching the hit, I feel calm, crying and blood, try smell harm, back I go
this mode of mind, you see me nice, you see me kind. My eyes strain, a blatant
stain, this bloody picture, failing to scare. Can't touch it, it goes through
me, can't feel the hit, all I do is see, the two sides of me, this square of
glass, watch from a distance, and let it all pass.
6. Skin Grip
Stimulation, walk tall, retention, arrogance, your ways, diseased. Plastic and
skin adopted, a lowered compulsion abstract, stop and start bright image, you
adopt your animal desire, your burnt out head is narrow, eyes accept the bond.
Unclean, obscene, burnt out. Paper and flesh concented, the following is
blind, malignant scent of picture, refuse form turn page, reason obscene
indulgence, exert force on stained.
7. Inflammator
Gripping the sweat in my hands, your voice makes my ears bleed, desperate self
conciousness, in this room there is no air. Broken, you cover your burns.
Questions I feel the hate, in your mind cutting me, scared of rejection starve
me, with your perfect lies. Persuasion it will fail, you need force to make me
beg, appointed power in you head, can't allow these attitudes.
8. Eye
Tears in my throat, fear in my eyes, we drive, we drive.
Earache Records reissue - 1993
Recorded & Mixed Lion Studios (Leeds) September 1990
Engineered by Guy Hatton
J.A. Carter - Lead Guitar
J.S. Clayden - Backing Vocals
Mark D. Clayden - Vocals/Bass Guitar
Stu E. Toolin - Rhythm Guitars
Recorded & Mixed Lion Studios (Leeds) September 1990
Engineered by Guy Hatton
J.A. Carter - Lead Guitar
J.S. Clayden - Backing Vocals
Mark D. Clayden - Vocals/Bass Guitar
Stu E. Toolin - Rhythm Guitars
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