1. JUST A LITTLE INCISION

Don't forget that we all infect !
That's why, we need a brainwash !!!
Put your ass on the chair. Just for
A little incision.
Have you ever been trepanned ?
Well, we have !
Don't you know ?
Headache, earache
What's you live
VIRTUAL !
Headache, earache
What's you ear
UNREAL !
Stomache, heartache
What's you eat
POISON !
We all infect
POISON !
POISON !
What's you eat
What's you eat
POISON !
What's you drink
We all infect
Let me show you the way
It will be so good
It will be so nice
It's not a mental disease
Simply to seek your way, your truth
Come with me and discover a new world
With our rules and our desires



2. IT'S CRAP !

You think it's crap
I think it's cool
You say racism is a plague
But what you vote is a secret
You say poverty is a nightmare
But you close your eyes
In front of a beggar
I never asked for your opinion
Though you keep, giving it to me
I let go into oblivion
So please belt up, forget about me
Your body swells with convictions
But it weeps ignorance
Your bowels are a real den
Of hypocrisy and pestilence
Who's wrong, who's right
It's not my problem
You claim you're right
I just like kicking your bum
You think it's crap
I think it's cool
You hate my style
And think I'm fool



3. SUFFER FROM PREMATURE EJACULATION

I've got a job, I've got an house,
And I've got a car
A wife, a child, yes,
My rise to success was dazzling
WHY ? SO WHY ?
I'm not happy ?
Why I'm not happy ?
Cause I suffer
From premature
Ejaculation
It's all my life
I ride on my car
Under the bloody moon
After my eight hours'
Work I go home
I watch war on TV news
And I eat a roasting meat
Cooked by my big - boobs wife
Thanks to the big company
The smallest detail is important
All days she goes to her plastic surgeon
He doesn't know me but he loves me
Thanks to my wallet
After thirty years' loyal service
For my country
Madness come little by little
I feel it to come without noise
But I'm not totally sick
Thanks to medicine
But I'm not totally sick
Thanks to drug
I suffer from premature ejaculation
IT'S ALL MY LIFE


4. CURSED

Total loss of control
Predicted panic
Everything is gonna
Gonna flunk away
The dark sign
Of malediction
Still on us is casting
Malediction, malediction !
And still on us its shadow
Hunch up, your shoulder mates
And expert the worse
Bad luck, bad luck and curse
The long and baleful coat
Of rotten luck is spreading,
Sliding on our frail
And shaking old bones.
And once again, get ready
To brave the wrath, of the beast
She's waiting for its dues
Bad luck, bad luck and curse
Let's withstand the unruliness
Brave adversity ( and )
Let the storm alone,
Be forever and ever ready



5. AWAKENING

As best,
I can I try to prop up
The image on the sound
To put myself back in phase
And to leave abstraction.
Conjuctions
Disruptions and disconnections
Cataleptic states
Who are they
And what has happened to me
My brain is but a one cell
Where my dying spirit wallows
Awakening awakening
Pain suffering
Must get out of it quick
To see, To hear
To understand at last
AWAKENING
To see, to hear, to understand
Must get out of it quick
Pain, to see, suffering, to hear, topor,
To understand must get out of it quick
To see, suffering, to hear, topor,
To understand, must get out of it quick
Must get out of it quick.



6. DRILLING MACHINES

The tapping song of the drilling machines
Reminding us unceasingly
That all is only chaos,
That all is only composition,
The tapping song of the drilling machines
Accompanies our steps
To the obscure dawn of our death
To the obscure dawn of our death
On the earth of our fathers, of our mothers
Earth dark and grey veined of black
Wounded and ravaged
We grew in the shade of the coal tips
In the rhythm of the closing factories
From the bottom of our cellar,
We've learnt how to look at our world
With just the paranoia needed
Not to be totally deceived
From the bottom of our cellar,
We've learnt how to look at our world
With just the paranoia needed
Not to be totally deceived
Our music is similar to the gloving metal
Of the rolling mills of our coaled field
It runs in our veins, burns our entrails
It's the fire which fed our transitory existences
It groans, growls, shouts
We are the five claws
Of the trepanned beast
Hammering, tearing off,
Extirpating each sound, each cry
Each sound, each cry, shouts
Striking our rage with great
Devastating and devastated riffs.
Standing in a clenched fist,
We stay grind to feed the core of death
Trepanned beast



7. HUMAN TRUTH

Violence, violence, violence, human truth
Intolerance, intolerance, intolerance, human truth
" What a loathing
All these violences, all these horor !
Oh my god
We are shoked, we are made indignant !! "
What a bunch of stupidity
What the fuck are these judeo-christian reactions ?
Cease being so wrongfully prudish
You take this violence directly in your face
Every days, everywhere, it's posted
In the street, in all TV news
It's spread out on the paper
Through all the media
It rise the audience, the part of market
At each meal, vulture,
You regale yourself, you are interested
You're made indignant
Fifteen minutes, fifteen days
Then nothing else
When you don't do as you cannot see it
To be the one who didn't know !
Hypocrisy of circumstance, silly thing, naivety
Each one is ass, each one his interest
Whatever that what you're consuming is causing
Famine, distress, war to the other side of earth
That you excess are killing her
Damaging flora and fauna without scruple
Let us live in the plethora
While this other hemisphere is bursting in its mud
Violence, physical, social, economic
Violence of words, of acts, of believes
Violence by kindness, by incompetence
Violence, violence, violence, human truth
Intolerance, intolerance, intolerance, human truth


8. LIGHT BURNS MY EYES

BURRRRRRN ! Light burns my eyes !
A hybrid being appears in my head
A face without feature
Half human / half animal
With exhorbited blood red eyes
My body is nothing but an open wound
From where my blood in boiling escapes,
My members crack of all their bones,
Animal bowls leave my throat
The light burns my eyes,
Darkness freezes me,
My carnal envelope floats
In a black fog
In a black flag
Pipes seem to come
Out of my skull
And to aspire
My spirit towards nothing,
I can feel my head
Loosing its substance,
Laughters resound in my head
In front of me shades take shape,
Men in white coats smile to me
HEADACHE
THE NIGHTMARE IS WITHOUT END



9.TEN MINUTES BEFORE MIDDAY

Rivers down my spine
Between my shoulder blades
Silver spot burst
Out before my eyes
Tingling in my arms
And along the rap of my neck
Ten minutes before midday
Ten minutes before midday
Resonant hamering
Clockwork purring
The tickling of the clock
Grows swell resonate
Eyes look up distraught
Searching the big hand
To wait for ten minutes
And then midday
Ten minutes before midday
To wait for ten minutes
And then midday
Ten minutes before midday
Not to run but to walk
To walk straight without
Turning back, turning back
They don't know, they can't know
Nice little pawns
Work buy and shut up
Ten minutes, ten hours
Ten hours one life
Ten minutes before midday
To leave the building, to cross the street
To take the wheel of one's wife
Not tonight honey, I've got a headache
Ten minutes before midday
To park the car into the path
To check the mail a wave of heat
Shot through my body darling, kids
Dad's home I stroke the polished grip
Grip that to my jacket
They neither know, but I do know



10. WITH GREAT BLOWS OF PICKAXE HANDLE

With great blows
Of pickaxe handle
I'm not nut
Hardly disturbed
But don't try to harass me
Just leave me alone
Or I'll blow you up
I'm ready to smash
To smash everythin'
With great blows
Of pickaxe handle
You dirty bastards
I've spotted you
But don't worry I spied on you
I've changed my guitar bass
For a fuckin' mass
And I'm waiting for
For you bastards



11. MIND YOUR HEAD WHEN GETTING UP

Mind your head when getting up,
Mind where you put your hands,
Mind what you are doing.
Be careful ! You're going to be wounded again !
Watch where you're putting your feet,
Be attentive to what's around you,
Don't forget how fragile you are,
A little mistake and you break something !
A thumb cracks, a tendon snaps, once agin,
We are in a big shit ! What a terror !
Take your drip, you'll feel better !
Mind your head when getting up !
Mind where you put your hand !
Good for nothing !
Tomorrow it will be an arm,
A leg, that's alright,
As long as you keep your two hands !
But mate, please,
If you don't know what to do with them,
Do as we do, put them in your pockets !
Or roll yourself a little one
Otherwise,
We'll be in big shit again !
Mind your head when getting up !
Be cagey, we got work to do !



12. OBSESSION

Obsessional
Dysfunctions




13. I'M NOT NUT

I'm not nut
I'm not nut
I'm not nut
A fucking not
I'm not nut
I'm not nut
I'm not nut
A fucking slut





14. UG

Underground ! Do it yourself !
Total underground ! Think by yourself
Underground ! Do it yourself !
Support the underground !
Be it with a chopper
Drums, bass or loud guitar
Shouted, written, printed, programmed,
In your cellar, from your bedroom
Show us your rage
Rage fucking hell
Show us your rage
Rage fucking hell
On the road, on the stage
Miles after miles
Displayed on the walls
In whit in your shirt
Carved in your flesh
Let's assert our culture
Let's claim organise
To make thing move
Support the alternative,
To make things change !
Stone after stone, our existence
Lives thru' resistance
Underground stay brutal
Underground, underground stay brutal !
Each cry, each blast of note
Is a series of rights
And lefts on the temple
Merchants faces
And their soapy songs formated
To be worth it
Fuck the business
Music business
In front of twenty or two hundred people
For, for a fresh pint or
Just enough fuel
A ham sandwich or a bowl of rice
Or a bowl of rice
As long as there's beer and sound
And brothers to drink with them
With them it's obvious
Shows us, shows us your rage





15. RIEN A FOUTRE

A whole life of pretending
To be part of your system
To believe in your gods
And of the war they wad to
Pour avoir tenu haut et fort
Des propos hérétiques
Contre votre ordre moral
Je suis coupable, coupable
Coupable d' exister
Coupable d' avoir choisi
Ma propre identité.
Mis moi, j' en ai rien à foutre,
J' finirai ni vieux ni malade
Plutot crever que devoir
Me trainer à vos pieds.
Mais moi, j' en ai rien à foutre,
Mi j'suis déjà vieux et malade
J' finirai par crever
En pissant sur vos pieds



16. AFTER US THE MAGGOTS

'Cause it's necessary to do with it
Even if everything remains
Obsolete success as defeat
'Cause nothing
Established cannot be claimed
Acquired because I stand
They expect from me
Even if it's worth it anymore
Even it I work by fits and stars
I live the imaginary
Existence of the madman !
Even if a long time ago
Hope gave way to confusion
Throwing my dreams to pigs
Making me more vague, fuzzier
Unable to pretend anymore
That I'm at my place
And anticipate now
That everything is only deceits
After us the maggots
Lies and mean actions
After us the maggots...
'Cause even if you are
Right or down on your knees
Rickety or standing to attention
It's sure that after me
In the banquet of dotted meats
Only maggots will have a toast
That it's certainly better so
Then, I prefer to live
The imaginary
Existence of the madman
After us the maggots




17. EAT

Wolves come on,
Come from the hell
Wolves come on
For eat my brain !
Wolves come out
Did you heart their howls ?
Wolves come out
They turn upside down
Please god, help me !
Take my hand
Devils 're comming
For eat my brain !
Come from the hell
At the bottom
Of my bowels
They're crawling
In the shadows
Hide, they're ready
Ready to jump
Come from the hell
Please god, help me !!
Take my hand
Devils 're comming
For eat my brain
Wolves come out
Come from the hell
Wolves come out
Come from the hell
Wolves come out
Devil's coming
For eat my brain ...