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Lost Society

by Lost Society

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1.
WE WILL FIND YOU Faster Your feet are getting tired But you cannot outrun us The search is on and we will find you We are The scientists of mankind And we have been empowered By the financially potent kingpins Creating Various procedures To make it easy for us To hold you under observation Say “hi” We’re everywhere you look ‘cause We trace your virtual footsteps Regardless of your destination Hit me! You see Them on TV, they’re smiling Cause it feels good to have our Hands up their ass as they’re our puppets We’ll start By banning all your freedoms Discreetly moving onto Your rights, but you won’t even notice (Look out!) No more rain For your crops No more pay No more “fair” Impost, yes Safety, nay Once upon a time There was a sense of faith and hope But now it’s gone They turned God into An architect, now They’re after those who were not traced But born We do believe in moral values You see, we’re men of our words We promised you that we will find you But that’s it We drop our “soft approach” act Now you can hear the sirens And we can hear your heavy panting Feed you With poison slowly working To cancel your objections As we control the demographics Too old To help in the production We’ll legalize your passing A mandatory euthanasia Not too long ago There was a sense of faith and hope But now it’s gone They turned God into An architect, now They’re after those who weren’t traced But born Time to engage operation “Whack-a-mole” Come out, come out wherever you are… Swim for the shore as your body goes ablaze, not Safe in the water BP’s oil leak: a “hi” from our behalf And the East Asian tremors and the death of Bin Laden It’s just us winking at you, don’t you Think we can strip you of your flesh with just one gaze? Silence Is golden, don’t you know it? And every word you’re saying Is something we can use against you Demons Recall your every nightmare Your choices: join our army Or try resisting – we will find you Logic's missed Reckoning Day Reaching you Ask yourself When it ends Who'll find who? Just who will find who?
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LOST SOCIETY The world is a store, but you have bought it all It’s a shallow picture where you don’t fit in Advertising haunts you like the siren’s call Words that claim to show the benefit of sin Language is a prison, things you cannot say Senses are corrupted so that we don’t see One day you decide that you won’t go their way Freedom building up a lost society Chorus: Reach for inner freedom As the world grows old Words of faith reveal the Other And we’re yearning for communion to unfold Past and present draw a line of meaning Is there any sense in history? The postmodern way shows no redeeming While tradition brings vitality Chorus Time when words are dying Sing them, they’ll be flying Freedom through confusion More than an illusion Narrow is the path that leads to our end And there’s little time to count the cost Nothing but a deeper meaning to defend In our society of the lost Chorus Through a poem spread the message Lost society of courage
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FUCK OFF AND DIE Snow is a new page “Now is the winter of our discontent” Snow falls (It’s getting colder) But I’d rather (catch pneumonia) Than turn on (The heat, I can’t) Afford it (My new home is the street) Not only (are my pockets) Empty (and ripped, but they) Took my (pants altogether) Lying (on this cold, blank page face-up, I am the vitruvian man) “My current state: trash-friendly And I’m not alone; there’s millions like me Millions of spineless larvae leaving slime as trace We fill up streets…when there’s a game, but when they Chop off our salaries and trample upon our rights in full defiance of the constitution We pout and shrug” There is no need to bargain, there is no Need to argue over the price when the Quality’s always the same but the products are Different from one…case to another Hunger beats philosophical theories I say tomato, you say tamato He or she says tamale I see a line (as I should) There it lies, drawn, it’s as Visible as it is crooked But is it a line…or a Segment? …it can be guidance to Get from A to B And which is A…and which is B When there’s no line inbetween? You ignore God, then blame on him the chaos But chaos has been caused by him for centuries The flame, of the burning bush will prevail That’s only if my Sun allows its rays to ignite (sarcastic laughter) Arguments are but a distraction from our ways And as you dig, and shape your graves Leave room for your children to follow, cause we’ll take everything, so Fuck. Off. And…
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CHAIN SONG Just put your name on the dotted line Then turn around, we’ll use you just fine We’re pulling on your strings Forget about the wings Surrender to the corporate state For you to serve, for us to dictate Machines of human race So easy to replace Chorus: All your secret societies Spreading their occult remedies Won’t rob me of my truth They educate what we have to think Create our needs, control every link No rebelling intent Your freedom we prevent Chorus Your stupid kids can’t open their eyes To see the pride hidden behind your lies The power that you claim Is driving you insane
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NIRVANA PIZZA I couldn’t care less whether we’re bound or free If I can get my crispies at the KFC Don’t hold me your preaches about what is true I only value things when they’re new I’m not interested in salvation or war Just wanna buy my condoms at the neighborhood store I don’t need to read, your books are lost on me I get all news I need from TV Hey, hey, out of my way I’m the new man, I’m living today CHORUS: Give me a pizza And I’ll find nirvana Cause this is all I wanna be My life is full of joy I’m an urban man and my outfit is cool I even pride myself with a degree in school I am open-minded, I think I am free Just don’t you take my comfort from me Hey, hey, out of my way I’m the new man, I’m living today CHORUS So pleased with myself, others I criticize When I don’t care, my belly is growing in size Mainstream my opinion, but that is just fine As long as I’m convinced that it’s mine I’m the new man, don’t you get it? Whatever… CHORUS You’re so full of shit
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TELEPATHIC IDIOCY Telepathic idiocy Spreading like a viral disease among the People who believe the joys in life are free Sometimes the price is not paid in money, when a Government trains its society, to keep in Mind that it occupies the strongest country, and All other countries are inferior, cause there’s Always something to rub their noses in, like: “We’ve got the bomb and you don’t… Our communism is covert… We’ll buy Mars and you won’t… We grow the biggest fruit…” ..Just like in a child’s game, it’s All about acquiring the biggest toys, and to Win, we cheat our way throughout, and When we get caught, we just change the rules …And you’re an idiot…and you’re an idiot…and you’re an idiot…and I’m an idiot… …We must all be brothers Telepathic idiocy…is when we All fail simultaneously, we’re Synched with a consonant symphony Obey as one and brag along: “We’ve got the highest crime rate… Healthcare has been reformed… We’ve got the hungriest people… And the most unemployed citizens A lost and found society, we save the Day as the enemy, after all We caused this anarchy, and We’ll never reveal what happened on nine eleven
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ULTIMATE REBELLION We’re lost in our own game Of comfort and delusion Days go by just the same With sorrow and confusion They washed our brain They’ve dried our souls They’re selling pain And claim control CHORUS As a desperate solution We could start a revolution See the fruit of my reflection Spreading like an infection We could form a new battalion For the ultimate rebellion And my ultimate rebellion is You All things became PR The truth, it doesn’t matter Forgetting who we are They advertise us better Politic’lly correct Sounds rather schizophrenic A brainwashing effect Slavery epidemic CHORUS I’ll shake my pride We’re not that much But what’s inside They cannot touch
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I NOTICED YOU DIED I noticed you died By the blank stare in your eyes I noticed you died Your turn came before mine But why is there a line To be buried alive What a lengthy line… But there’s nothing wrong with me There’s something wrong with all of you You just don’t realize it But soon you’ll share my paranoid point of view People live in chaos People live in fear People are too selfish They think that death is near But death is an invention To ensure obedience I was there, I know I died, I got away They think of you as lab rats Replaceable if gone off track They need not to be trusted Don’t ever trust anyone if they don’t trust you back Welcome to the funeral of my mind There’s a reason why I’m always dressed in black I see the other shore shrinking fast behind But I have sailed away, away, there’s no way back I’d like to think of it this way: That the world’s gone insane, but I Stayed the same Not the other way around There’s just too much going on My sanity is all but gone This brings us back to why you’re in line To wait for them to expel your conscience from your mind I buried me alive six feet underground Cause it’s a safer place than the world around I used to try to look sane Camouflaged in society Now I don’t even bother, cause I know It won’t take long till you become one of me I noticed you died Insane! I noticed you died Talk to me Maybe you’re still there Your heart thumps Are beating backwards
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THE ROAD TO THE SEA When the sun lingers in the sky Lighting my way And the memories pass me by Drifting away When the stories I never told Bring together the years of gold I remember them with a smile Now I guess I will travel a while CHORUS And it’s the road to the sea That never leaves me be Endless way to a place I call my own When they all left me behind I looked for peace of mind You can find me on my road to the sea When the rise turns into a fall Joy becomes sad And the heart beats so weak and small Breaking like bread When the questions I cannot hide Find their answers buried inside Know the truth that will set me free To reveal something deeper than me CHORUS When the friends sing the same old song Present and gone And this love follows all along Traveling on It’s a feeling of inner peace Life to see with its infinite bliss And all thoughts just run through the sand In a story never to end CHORUS
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MURDERS IN UTERO This could’ve been Mozart or this could’ve been me This could’ve been anyone since killing is free This one is not screaming so you give him scorn You flush down the toilet, there goes the unborn CHORUS Murders in utero We’re killing generation next With no remorse and no regrets The gift of God, life of a child Crime and consent leave us defiled I wonder what doctrine allows you to kill You advocate murder and speak of free will You bury the voiceless and speak about choice Would this child choose dying if he had a voice? Conscious or just blinded we kill a new life Not able to fight back it falls by our knife And if it’s not something you’re thinking about In nights cold and lonely your conscience will shout! CHORUS
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ANTILEFTIST MANIFESTO Organized terror flogging the masses No respect for persons, matter is your god Amoral progress, parasite culture Propaganda science, low level of thought Relative knowledge, dictator-leaders Rights you are preaching, the right to be like you No sense of honor, no faith, no freedom Anti-spiritual, killing what’s true Humanist teachers, atheist preachers Exposed as liars as we awake Millions to sponsor your revolution Your words deceiving, your education fake Repeating your mistake Till history gives you a break CHORUS Anti-leftist manifesto Equal idiots, I refuse Poison through the heart of Europe This time you will lose Anti-leftist manifesto Nations rising from the dead Shaking Marx and Lenin’s bullshit Nightmare painted red The only revolution is the incarnation (repeat) Persons don’t matter, progress in numbers Adjust our freedom to your soulless way It’s you who bread Stalin, you killed our brothers Threat for our freedom, still here today Brainwashed through media, blinded by slogans You’re advertising the communist mall Red plague supporters, go see your idols As North Korea will embrace you all In answer to your call They will create another wall CHORUS
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GREEN IS THE NEW RED Iron curtain fell, the age of freedom Social dialogue needs sponsoring Cast into the dark the Soviet monsters Rise of the new “thing” 1984 is still a warning Read between the lies, see what I mean Control all your moves, the new Big Brother Wears the mask of green Don’t you know it’s all a lie Can’t you see it through Don’t you know they’d rather die Than speak one word that’s true Poverty they used to cover horrors Claim state property will cure us all Communism, a plague, a false religion Yet it didn’t fall Lies built up with care to chain the people Everything you do, under control An excuse to throw a man in prison “Be green or you will fall” Mother Earth’s in real pain But that’s not their concern Don’t you waste your time in vain Get wiser and just learn Eco-movement aims for new Uniformity Mixing lies with little truth They fight the spirits free CHORUS Green is the new red, being force-fed Open your eyes, don’t swallow their lies “Ice age coming back”, they claimed for decades Prohibiting things we used to do Now the bullshit’s name is global warming Tomorrow something new Possessions and countries and religion They want to destroy, destroy our wealth For them to decide how much you may have For the planet’s health What you think and feel is censored If it’s not green enough Generously they are sponsored To make freedom tough CHORUS Don’t you trust their eco-lies Communism disguised People, open up your eyes Don’t stay hypnotized! CHORUS
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Du Chat Noir! Burnt! At the stake For God’s sake! Just Cause they didn’t buy it, so If You stand out From the crowd, whatever you Do (it’ll) make them frown (Then) They will tell stories They may not sound real There’ll come a time when you too will reach your full potential And that’s when you’ll gain more experience And that’s when you’ll know You’re growing old… “My Horroscope Is like dope Will I win the lottery? Look For a sign Be in line With the world around me” The lines on your palms read you’ll croak But the crystal ball shows You’ll be fine Feast On the young They’re our future We’re their past You’re Still alive, but To survive, you wanna Know how long you’ll last Pay Get ripped off To find out That you’ll get ripped off Frauds! There’s no such thing, these people don’t Know what will follow They’re just playing god A glimpse of illusion An unknown future A misguided nation Building up idols Travelin’ Travelin’ Travelin’ Far away Yesterday i read the news and ye, it's all the same more reasons to sing the blues and everyone's to blame listen to the window, it's crying out your name Superstition i don't care our lord shall lead the way there is music everywhere just hear this song today Feel All the pain Seek in vain Talismans won’t heal you You Trust all fools With their tools Of deceit and voodoo Sex And then wealth Stupid health Sacrifice reflection All Feng-shui charms Wicked arms Spiritual dejection “My Cactus died I realized, I’m less Nourishing than a desert But When it comes to me I want the stars, to Take care of my problems” That’s How they think Isn’t it weird? To depend on thin air Stay “Out of line” Be like wine Get better with aging You will hear stories You may not like them They’ll call you “heretic” They’ll try to cast you out They claim they’re witches (Cause) They made the rules first But a black cat is only a black cat And they’re only people
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You Are The Witch! Orwell put you in too good of a light It’s not 1984 It’s 1620 Still primates, still astute Everyone’s a mystery to each other (The) streets you tread upon are mystical Your leash needs to be kept short, so you Don’t get out of line, cause If you do, they’ll know: You are the witch! You fall prey to your own selves The freedom preached is mythical Sit on a tray and serve yourselves, or Hide in the closet so you don’t get caught Based on the fear induced There’s witchfinders everywhere When a witchhunt’s going down, (you’re either) Hop-kins or You are the witch! There’s no reason why you shouldn’t be DEAD, I mean… ..Taken to the tower The folks have grown impatient since The most recent small-scale meteor shower It’s not your choice You don’t have a say in this Just one voice And guess what? It’s not yours “Don’t you do that Don’t even dare If you attract attention People will stare We’ll dumb you down For your own sake Because in life, my friend, Nothing is fair Do look at us, how damn Mighty we are, our Coltrane-esque Giant Steps, they Take us so far, BUT it’s Pieces of shit like you who keep Staining our boots, can you not See that we’re so huge we can fit y’all in a jar Inside our massive shells we’re frustrated men; in order NOT to show fear we act as tough as we can; Because we’ll Never raise the bar, we’ll pull it towards us, if you Make us look stupid, we’ll Burn you alive!” Guess they chased you back in your closet I hate to tell you but it’s just a door It doesn’t matter on which side you’re on Neither looks too safe to claim Based on the fear induced They’re the ones, the hypocrites “Witches are out there but…It’s not us, it’s Peak-a-boo! Guess who? The witch is you!”
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CHEERS Cheers…and we meet again …Mrs. Alcohol, here I am I need…your liquid therapy You look…like you were brewed just for me Here…comes my trembling hand I swore I’ll never have re-runs of moments like this and yet here I am Chorus: All of the tears, I ‘ve gushed out Over the years, I find Sobriety to be a source of stress and of fears, so I’ll Drink until they’re gone …cheers Cheers…hush, my hidden rage Old frustrations resurf(ace) I now know that to remember means to age Oh, now, thanks to you, I see how it’s done New frustrations pile up over old ones, get compressed, morph into one…(me) Chorus: Over the years I’ve been Drowning in tears, I see the World as an empty shelf, it Lacks enough beers to make Me want to move on …cheers Cheers…did you see my look? It’s the look of a madman! it’s what’s left after everything you took As I quench my thirst, and Make sure I…don’t leave traces Contours oddly-shaped, each Blurred out like a rushed oasis Voices mating, my Eyes…try persuading them to fade…out …(but) I’m alone Cheers…again-I’ve gone insane But-the damage-grew-in-time, ‘Cause I used to be fine, so then who’s to blame? My eyes, closed…I start to reminisce I shake my head as it tilts, can’t-figure-out-how-it all came to this Every-day-for-me…(is) a form of rebirth So-every-night-I-drink...like it’s my last night on earth I’m not here by choice, it’s just…something I need to do I’m here…because-or-rather thanks to you Chorus: All of the tears, I ‘ve gushed out Over the years, I find so- Briety to be a source of stress and of fears, so I’ll Drink un til I’m gone …cheers

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A debut that is sure to raise an eyebrow or two (or two-in-one if you have a uni-brow) by mixing a wide array of genres, ideologies, instruments and moods . Stemming from a punk mentality, you may pigeonhole the music what you will, whether it be "roxy music", alternative stew or eclectique rocque...every track sounds drastically different from the others, so quench your curiosity by doing yourself the favor to listen and take it all in.

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released October 7, 2012

Paul "Slayer" Grigoriu - vocals
Matei Tibacu-Blendea - drums, bass, guitars, keys, backing vocals, percussion, theremin

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GUESTS:

-Stefan Hancu - guitars & ebow (1,3,7,9,10,14) , bass (4,7,9,10), blockflöte
-Greg Kuehn (T.S.O.L.) - piano (15)
-Jack Grisham (T.S.O.L.) - spoken word (3)
-Jello Biafra (Dead Kennedys) - spoken word (6)
-Keith Morris (OFF!, Circle Jerks, Black Flag) - spoken word (13)
-Gareth Bodman - trumpet
-Natalie Searle - vocals (8,15,16)
-Clare Ashton-Cobb - vocals (15)
-Steve Rickwood - fretless bass (15)
-Andrei Popa - guitar solo (15)
-Adrian Moisoiu - chitara (9)

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