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Мрак и пафос – вот, что можно сказать о «Nothing to Gain» уже с самого начала. По крайней мере, в сравнении с ним «Opressing the Masses» 1990-го года звучал по-юношески моложаво и жизнерадостно. Даже когда банда срывается на мясилово-молотилово (коего всегда хочется услышать от толковой трэш-банды) тяжесть, сухо щёлкающие ударные и какие-то невнятные гитары слух не порадуют, наверное, даже самому отпетому Exodus-фетишисту. С другой стороны, Нас-Ильники сбавив в целом и общем темп ещё чуточку, оказываются в состоянии выдавать на гора интересные смены ритма, весьма сумрачную атмосферу, акустические вставочки и прочие ништяки. Вот если бы только не странное звучание продукта – быть бы ему занесённым специальным карандашиком в потайной блокнот, в самый список трэш-диковин... Будь то скоростные «Colour of Life» и «Twelve Gauge Justice», «Ageless Eyes», мрачные «Pain of Pleasure» или «Psychotic Memories» - Нас-Ильникам было чем побравировать в 1993-м году! Даже если, несмотря на значительный прогресс, они всё ещё разрывались между Metallica и Exodus. Кстати, на альбоме всё ещё можно слышать запилы некоего Роба Флинна, впоследствии собравшего Machine Head, но это уже другая история. |
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Atrocity
Atrocity
Atrocity
Atrocity
I'm infiltrating your youth
Genetics I'll decimate
This infection I bred
Created by you
My life it seals your fate
Now from mindless neglect
Ignorant years gone by
Catastrophe has begun
And if there is no end
Total world genocide
Give birth to death
Atrocity
Atrocity
Atrocity
Atrocity
And we sit here, as it continues
As we sit here, it continues
As we continue the rape
Our own destructive misuse
Few laws to protect
The coming child
From out own noxious abuse
Does death appeal to you
Do you prefer life in pain
Do you like what you see
Do you cover your eyes
Or have you nothing to gain
Give birth to death
Atrocity
Atrocity
Atrocity
Atrocity
2. Twelve Gauge Justice
Pimp selling whores
Young runners selling crack
Bars on your doors
Shotgun shoved in your back
Thick is the shit
The walking wasted of life
Nothing legit
The screams come from out of sight
What I see makes me feel
Twisted from inside
Get a gun
Kill the scum
Justify what is right
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong
This city's gone to hell
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong,
This city's gone to hell
Cops don't exist
In this unsterile world
Drug filled abyss
Young Minds killed from it
Wild like dogs
Needles hang from their arms
Desperate their eyes
Leading transparent lives
What I see makes me feel
Twisted from inside
Get a gun
Kill the scum
Justify what is right
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong
This city's gone to hell
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong,
This city's gone to hell
Inside I'm loathing
Face down in this hell
My thoughts so scattered
I hold their cold end
My actions race by
My mind fades from reality
No conscience holds me now
I cock and I kill
No holding back
Anger turns into rage
Pick of the piece
Aim it and let it spray
Body counts rise
Scourge dropping at my feet
Unvictimized
My task is complete
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong
This city's gone to hell
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong,
This city's gone to hell
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong
This city's gone to hell
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong,
This city's gone to hell
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong, this
12 gauge justice
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong, this
12 gauge justice
3. Ageless Eyes
Like the suffering of Christ
Like the screaming of his time
I am the misery
Born with open eyes
Like running blood
Like running slaves
Like warriors impaled on stakes
They scream alive
With closing eyes
I've lived through time
The end of life
True genocide
With ageless eyes
I've lived through time
Born again
I live
When God is dead
Like the burning of the mind
Like the preacher burning lives
I am conversion
Be like me
Or pay the price
Like Hitler's crimes
The plagues survive
Through centuries on lives, I've dined
They scream alive
Born with open eyes
I've lived through time
The end of life
True genocide
With ageless eyes
I've lived through time
Born again
I live
When God is dead
I'm the guns in the children's hands
And I'm the needles for the damned
I am the execution
And I'm in demand
Ther terrorist
The welfare rips
The confrontation still exists
You'll scream alive
Death through death's eyes
I've lived through time
With the end of life true genocide
With egeless eyes
I've lived through time
Born again I live
When God is dead
4. Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice
Your sweet soul comforts me
Your eyes show the desires of a whore
To touch your flesh on my skin
To feel the heat that you bring
You'll serve my purpose tonight
Your sweet lips will scream out through your tears
Accept my pain on to you
Your sweat beads through your pure vanity
Feel me - on shivering skin
Feel me - on the lust of their flesh
Feel me - on their broken eyes
Feel me - the pain of pleasure
Come now to partake
On broken souls and flesh that bleeds of chastain
This misfortune that breeds
The lack of lustre, the lack of vice to concede
Feel me - on shivering skin
Feel me - on the lust of their flesh
Feel me - on their broken eyes
Feel me - the pain of pleasure
Spine arching, she is screaming in lust
Hair pulled back, eyes filled with lust
Of a dominant, persuasive high
Feel desire piercing deep inside
Overwhelmed by quivering vigor
She reaches out to grab a hold of what's in her
Love, lust, desire, all that she needs
Strong fisted soul, she drops as she screams
Feel me - on shivering skin
Feel me - on the lust of their flesh
Feel me - on their broken eyes
Feel me - the pain of pleasure
VIRTUES OF VICE
Righteous impurity, the unwicked slip
Immoral wrong doing takes its grip on you
It's bitter sweet, sour, pungent taste
It leaves its smile on your wicked face.
Bleed for me
Bleed for me
Bleed for me
Virtues of vice
You need it, you feed it,
All of your soul,
Your yearning, your passion fed,
As it takes control
It's ripping and clawing tears you apart
Virtues of vice breeds in all of our hearts.
Bleed for me
Bleed for me
Bleed for me
Virtues of vice
5. Killing My Words
I'm trapped in this cage while others hold me down
Direct my pen as their fist comes down
They meddle and interfere in my affair
With the written word and God how could you dare,
But you did so.
Killing my words
I misunderstood the word free
Killing my words
Does it even apply to me?
If the mixing of my words makes you scared
They're just that, words, you could not bear
If it's that horrible, hide it and now one will know
It is the coward's way that lets this terror go
And it goes on.
Killing my words
I misunderstood the word free
Killing my words
Does it even apply to me?
And I am one
As they are many
And they cut me down
As I bleed
From my mind
You will hear no sound
I refuse
And they insist
And we battle on
In the end
Who will stand
I believe I will carry on
When I put my pen to the sheet
I describe the things that you cannot see
You have audacity that is beyond compare
Are you restricting my thoughts
And this I cannot bear
And it ends now!
Killing my words
I misunderstood the word free
Killing my words
Does it even apply to me?
6. Psychotic Memories
Division of mind and body
My eyes have never seen this clear
The truth comes cutting through me
Like a knife with pain of so many years
Fear of my reality
It keeps crashing down on me
Relief of my affliction, it comes
Only in my, only in my dreams
Only in my dreams
I hear no violent screams
Psychotic memories
That have no grip on me
Only in my dreams
I hear no violent screams
Mind beyond control
The severing from my soul
Anger breeds within me
The toll of a thousand violent screams
These constant confrontations keep tearing me
Like a fucking disease
Fear of my reality
It keeps crashing down on me
Relief of my affliction, it comes
Only in my, only in my dreams
Only in my dreams
I hear no violent screams
Psychotic memories
That have no grip on me
Only in my dreams
I hear no violent screams
Mind beyond control
The severing from my soul
These eyes of emptiness
Only in my dreams
Only in my dreams
I hear no violent screams
Psychotic memories
That have no grip on me
Only in my dreams
I hear no violent screams
Mind beyond control
The severing from my soul
7. No Chains
Inside I know I'll succeed
I have faith from which I feed
Dreams you see, they're never too far
Don't have others let you think that they are
From what they say and what they suggest
You are one and they would know best
But they are fools that drag their heels along
With no ambition to them, you would belong
If you make the move
And you see it through
No chains can hold
No chains can hold you down
They would chain and drag you around
Pick you up and throw you down
They needle nothing right into your brain
Until they see you break down screaming
The trap of life where victims are caught
All dreams erased and thoughts they rot
An empty cavern just working to feed
On hearts and minds that never succeed
If you make the move
And you see it through
No chains can hold
No chains can hold you down
And you'll work so hard
To break from the pack
And they try so hard to stab at your back
Don't let them deny what you must achieve
You fight
For your sanity
I would work to harvest success
My thoughts a dream that will never rest
And though some badger and rip at my soul
My power positive will bury them whole
So stand aside or roll with the flow
It's time to reach and take full control
Or you could be another welfare case
And you'll make the move
And you'll see it through
No chains can hold
No chains can hold you down
8. Welcoming Party / This Is System
This is system for your life we exist
We'll take your mind and violently twist into
A shape so desperate you'll make us your life
And like your mother we will hold you so tight
And we'll grow off our pain constant aggression.
We're sedatives for your alteration
We'll drag you down for the rest of your life
And then the system succeeds
The day you have died
THIS IS SYSTEM
We welcome you child and we open our arms of greetings
We'll treat you just right and we'll change you inside and you'll see
That it's so necessary for you to accept
Or we'll strap you down 'til we gain your respect
You'll see it our way and you'll never question what we say
See me I am crying through eyes of pain!
Cold hearted system I cannot escape!
Much more comfortable now, much more relaxed, just slightly sedated
And when the lights go out, you will recall the pain that you've faded
And in the blackened pitch you hear the other guests screaming
And you can feel the horror of their hated dreams
We'll strap you down tight
Shocking your mind for screaming
You poor child with pain in your eyes
We never hear you cry
We'd like to think that you are someone's mistake
And so we lock you away
There's got to be some kind of end
A way out from under this horror
Something out there beyond the pain
That welcomes with comfort
We'll let you go this time and it's your mistake
You will miss our hate and desire our pain
And you will be back
Because they will not understand you
You feared man with the hate in your eyes
Looks like you don't mind dying
We'd like to think that you're a social mistake
And so we lock you away
9. Colour Of Life
Green envious filled with discontent
You desire what others possess
You're ill willed and you're filled with spite
Your deep resentment will tear you apart inside
Grey pain, black heart is cracked
Desolate and you're back now
Submission your downward course
Depression devours, to you knees you are forced
This colour of life
This season of pain
This is what you let it be
This colour of life
This season of pain
This is what you never ever could be
Red with anger and burning hate
Your blood it boils up, seeds of pain
Thoughts that rage for crushing will
Seething temper intending to spill
This colour of life
This season of pain
This is what you let it be
This colour of life
This season of pain
This is what you never ever could be