TRAGEDY LYRICS

1. The Point Of No Return

Conditioned inside and out to the point of no return
to what we may have been without all this shit we were born into:
Poverty, depression, power and despair
Conditioned inside and out to the point of no return
by a world not crafted by hands of our own
yet still we march in step to the cadence of its irregular beat
The damage has been done - irreparable and all-encompassing
Nature is as archaic word that could never explain this mess
Worlds become obsolete like ideas
and they won't have to burn the books
when no one reads them anyway

2. Not Fucking Fodder

Only a fool truly believes
education to be bought and sold
yet still we worry about make believe
ivy leagues and secret societies
of hallways and arches where everyone wins
Down here we are assumed insignificant
Down here we are assumed defeated

3. Never Knowing Peace

Is it violence of our culture of death that keeps us from resolve?
Never knowing solace, never knowing peace
Or is that culture only a projection of the violence in our minds?
Forever seeking fullness but never knowing solace
Never knowing peace

4. Confessions Of A Suicide Advocate

Born to the sound of gunshot fire,
shells scatter the floor
and in the distance there's the chiming of bells
from empty churches where no one worships anymore
and the feeling in the air is a feeling of war
You can die in their hands but not of your own
They declared it while we slept on nightmares of death deprivation
Unable to put an end to this painful ringing in the ears that hear nothing
We can't hear nothing
but propaganda and commercials, sermons and machine gun fire
Loaded and cocked, the guns in our hands
serving only one function
Only one function
and suicide is not an option: it's illegal and punishable by death
Suicide's not an option

5. The Intolerable Weight

Pressure to succeed, pressure
Pressures to succeed, depression
Pressures to assimilate, pressure to conform
Pressures that begin at nine and never end at five
Like a vice with a grip so tight we can scarcely breathe
With a weight so dense we can scarcely breathe

6. You Are An Experiment

Scientists and profiteers sweat out another year
of almost and maybes keeping secrets under lock and key
Filed neatly away from those who need, from those who bleed
You are a fucking experiment
as they claim no cure for their designer disease
and while military design takes on a mind of its own
They sleep with one eye open - still afraid of being next

7. Products Of A Cold War Depression

No motivation, defeat
No time left for passion , dictation
Pictures in magazines, dissection
Pictures in magazines, defeat
Lives remain incomplete
Defeat

8. With Empty Hands Extended

We comprise the backbone of this leprous body,
of this life(less) from
Ambiguous and vaporous, it moves through us
all Saturating all
with its foul odor of stale blood and sweat
from our tired hands that took out your garbage and swept your floors,
filled your orders and delivered them to your fucking doors
We carry the weight
We suffer the load

9. Tension Waiting Imminent Collapse

I am the face of the despondent neighbor
I am the face of the disparate masses
I bear the weight of my dormant anger
I am the bomb that must explode
I am the grasp of a malignant system
I am the craft of profit addiction
I am all attached within us
I am the mask of what we have done
This banal existence has wound its way into tragic despair
This agony of living imprisonment has found a way in tragic despair
I am the bomb that must explode

10. Chemical Imbalance

Mouths hang agape and drool,
mumbling incoherent anthems of acceptance and fidelity
trained by clever men
Hell, hell is here
In hidden laboratory backrooms splicing atoms,
reducing humanity to a study on a slide
with microscopes staring deeper into eyes glazed over by fear
and desensitization from injected violence and reruns of cops
With rods they prod at our culture: scanning for DNA
and an elusive gene that they can steal bottle
and sell for profit as the next new thing
Radiation settles, water turns black with ash and discharge
Chemical imbalance
Laden with synthetics, genetically engineered life end sustenance
Ingredients unknown
Chemical imbalance
Hell, hell is here





TRAGEDY LYRICS