1. TENSION FOR DISSENTION

Pre-----tenders to render, dismember if we must
Misguided, benighted, return me to the rust
Hang the hybrid half-breeds high, for all who try to see
It's time to hide, for on we ride, to crush the cowards' creed
Heroes, disposable indeed
Taken by the horns, and broken like a beast
Bleed on, they lead on, from glories long since past
The tension for dissention builds to birth iconoclast

Break through!

As heroes fall, for heroes call, the ashen children of the wake
All that remain lay dying slain the inbred brood of stolen strain
Trivial, tried untrue, as autumn's ashes twice exhumed
Those unearthed to claim the crown, one by one will be struck

Down!
Blood has been shed, bled into one dead sound
We...will...not...break down...we break through

Transcend the trend, it tends to descend
Glass gods relent, we'll break before we bend

Slip not this noose about your neck
Veins choked with soiled works infect
The stagnant carcass that you left
At the gates of ill attempt
And like the beasts beneath your bed
This war within and without end
Will wage its sin and rightly rend its wrath 'til we no more pre-
tend...to...dissent
tend...to...descend

Throw down!
Blood has been shed, bled into one dead sound
We...will...we will...

Transcend the trend, it tends to descend
Glass gods relent, we'll break before we bend!!!!!!!!!


2. FORCE FED UP

Where were you when times were nu?
Labels large and leaders few
Left for dead, the glories to
A generation cast askew
Quick to turn from break and burn
To broken hearts and sexless spurn
Painted nails don tainted horns
A trend thought dead, instead reborn

Fed up!
Forcefed, we've had enough
Time's up
Time now to call your bluff
Synthesize and bastardize, time and time the same reprise
No more!

Hallowed be the name you shame
It's it, it's in, it's all the same
Recycle, wretch, regurgitate
Revived, revered ten years too late
Thieve the strain, mutate, stain
Respect, inject, infect with fame
Running wild, store-bought style
impostors pander packaged pain

Hunh!!!


3. SHOUT WITH A FIST

Waves of horns on a sea of fists
Came to rock not to slit these wrists
Break-neck and ready to roll
Lock, load, Lose control!
Wreck and rage let the slaughter crash
Storm the stage like the waters thrash
Let loose and forever freed
Sing with me and together bleed

Of! One! Of one blood!

We! We are! Of one blood

Rock and sway like the ebb and flow
Let the current carry me low
Let me drown in the sound I know
Within the chant I can't grow old
Every arm in the air my own
Every face in the pit my home
Cross me once, burn you back ten-fold
Never find this motherfucker bought or sold

Of! One! Of one blood!
We! We are! Of one blood!
Of...One...Blood!
We...We are...We are one blood!

They try to hold us down
Afraid to hear our sound
There is no fear found
In the fist that pounds

Don't even need a word
Scream our voices heard
Five fingered messenger
Now let me hear you...

Shout with a fist!