“I think there’s something strangely musical about noise”
Trent Reznor
Just a remix of zero sum I made. Let me know what you think.
Machine Head - Who We Are
This is who we are
This is what I am
We have nowhere else to go
Divided we will stand
We are the ugly
Beaten and torn
Brooding with power and ready for more
We are the hungry
Sick of this world
Of robbers of thieving
Of vultures unfurled
We have been left on our own
Be all the lost longing for home
We are the unwanted lives
Strung out and angry the deprived
We are the young
And young at heart
The strong and the brave that are destined to start
We are the change
The world needs to see
Look in our eyes and see our belief
This is who we are
This is what I am
We have nowhere else to go
Divided we will stand
We are the broken
Meant to be left
Damaged and headless like dolls in a chest
We are the future
Seeds that you’ve sown
In dirt that won’t ever grow turns now to stone
We have been hung out to dry
We are the drunken
We are the high
We despise this human race
Look in our eyes and sell your disgrace
This is who we are
This is what I am
We have nowhere else to go
Divided we will stand
Dream
Into glory we will ride
Be unbridled in determination burn the seasons
Into glory we will ride
Be unbridled in determination
Burn the seasons
We are the savage
Meant to be brought to justice
To be thrown in jail and left to rot
We are the other American dream
Whose characters fight for their lives
And they scream
We have been left disavowed
Those of the black
Not of the shroud
We won’t hear religious lies
Their God has left us to die
This is who we are
This is what I am
We have nowhere else to go
Divided we will stand
This is who we are
This is what I am
We have nowhere else to go
Divided we will stand
In This Moment - Whore
I’m the girl you’ve been thinking about
The one thing you can’t live without
I’m the girl you’ve been waiting for
I’ll have you down on your knees
I’ll have you begging for more
You probably thought I wouldn’t get this far
You thought I’d end up in the back of a car
You probably thought that I’d never escape
I’d be a rat in a cage, I’d be a slave to this place
You don’t know how hard I fought to survive,
Waking up alone when I was left to die
You don’t know about this life I’ve lived,
All these roads I’ve walked
All these tears I’ve bled
So how can this be?
You’re praying to me
There’s a look in your eyes,
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything
I can be your whore!
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
I’m the one that you need and fear
Now that you’re hooked, it’s all becoming clear
That all your judgments that you placed on me
Was a reflection of discovery
So maybe next time when you cast your stones
From the shadows of the dark unknown
You will crawl up from your hiding place
Take a look in the mirror
See the truth in your face
So how can this be?
You’re praying to me
There’s a look in your eyes,
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything
I can be your whore!
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
Oh whoa ho, oh whoa ho, oh whoa ho [x2]
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me, you want me, you need me!
I can be your whore!
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
I can be your whore!
I can be your whore!
I can be your whore!
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
You love me for everything you hate me for
In This Moment - Whore
I’m the girl you’ve been thinking about
The one thing you can’t live without
I’m the girl you’ve been waiting for
I’ll have you down on your knees
I’ll have you begging for more
You probably thought I wouldn’t get this far
You thought I’d end up in the back of a car
You probably thought that I’d never escape
I’d be a rat in a cage, I’d be a slave to this place
You don’t know how hard I fought to survive,
Waking up alone when I was left to die
You don’t know about this life I’ve lived,
All these roads I’ve walked
All these tears I’ve bled
So how can this be?
You’re praying to me
There’s a look in your eyes,
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything
I can be your whore!
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
I’m the one that you need and fear
Now that you’re hooked, it’s all becoming clear
That all your judgments that you placed on me
Was a reflection of discovery
So maybe next time when you cast your stones
From the shadows of the dark unknown
You will crawl up from your hiding place
Take a look in the mirror
See the truth in your face
So how can this be?
You’re praying to me
There’s a look in your eyes,
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything
I can be your whore!
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
Oh whoa ho, oh whoa ho, oh whoa ho [x2]
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me, you want me, you need me!
I can be your whore!
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
I am your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
I can be your whore!
I can be your whore!
I can be your whore!
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
You love me for everything you hate me for
Nine Inch Nails - All The Pigs, All Lined Up
Step right up march push
crawl right up on your knees
please greed feed (no time to hesitate)
I want a little bit
I want a piece of it
I think he’s losing it
I want to watch it come down
don’t like the look of it
don’t like the taste of it
don’t like the smell of it
I want to watch it come down
all the pigs are all lined up
I give you all that you want
take the skin and peel it back
now doesn’t that make you feel better?
shove it up inside surprise! lies
stains like the blood on your teeth
bite chew suck away the tender parts
I want to break it up
I want to smash it up
I want to fuck it up
I want to watch it come down
maybe afraid of it let’s discredit
it let’s pick away at it
I want to watch it come down
now doesn’t that make you feel better?
don’t you feel a whole lot better?
and all the pigs are all lined up
Judas Priest - You’ve Got Another Thing Comin
One life I’m gonna live it up
I’m takin’ flight said I’ll never get enough.
Stand tall I’m young and kinda proud
I’m on top as long as the music’s loud.
If you think I’ll sit around as the world goes by
You’re thinkin’ like a fool ‘cause it’s a case of do or die.
Out there is a fortune waitin’ to be had
If you think I’ll let it go you’re mad
You’ve got another thing comin’.
That’s right here’s where the talkin’ ends
Well listen this night there’ll be some action spent.
Drive hard I’m callin’ all the shots
I got an ace card comin’ down on the rocks.
If you think I’ll sit around while you chip away my brain
Listen I ain’t foolin’ and you’d better think again.
Out there is a fortune waitin’ to be had
If you think I’ll let it go you’re mad
You’ve got another thing comin’.
In this world we’re livin’ in we have our share of sorrow
Answer now is don’t give in aim for a new tomorrow.
Oh so hot no time to take a rest yeah
Act tough ain’t room for second best.
Real strong got me some security
Hey I’m a big smash I’m goin’ for infinity yeah.
Nothing More - Pyre
When you opened your eyes on the world for the first time as a child; how brilliant the colors were; what a jewel the sun was; what marvel the stars; how incredibly alive the trees were… And to love again and again, and have people to whom we are deeply attached go to sleep and never wake up… and the laughter echoes only in one’s mind… but then the echo goes… the memory, the traces are all gone.
All your efforts, all your acheivements, all your attainments turning into dust, nothingness… what is the feeling? what happens to you?
The idea of God as the potter, the architect of the universe, it makes you feel that life is, after all, important, that there is someone who cares. It has meaning, it has sense, and you are valuable in the eyes of the father. But after a while it got embarrassing, the superstition, the myth, the absolutely unfounded idea… why does anybody believe that?
So you become an atheist, and then you feel terrible after that because you got rid of God… but that means you got rid of yourself, you’re just nothing but a machine… And your idea that you’re a machine is just a machine too… (a machine in the system)…
So if you think that that’s the way things are, you feel hostile to the world. You feel that the world is a neurological trap into which you somehow got caught… trapped… You run from the maternity ward to the crematorium and that’s it… that’s it… So if you’re a smart kid you commit suicide.
Now I want to propose another idea all together… The real you, is not a puppet which life pushes around. The real you, the real deep down you, is the whole universe. You cannot confine yourself to what happens inside the skin. Your skin doesn’t separate you from the world, it’s a bridge. But just as a magnet polarizes its-self in north and south but its all one magnet, so experience polarizes itself as “Self” and “Other”, but it’s all one.
What you call the “External world” is as much YOU as your own body. Most people think that when they open they’re eyes and look around that what they are seeing is outside… it seems, doesn’t it, that you are behind your eyes. We haven’t realized that life and death, black and white, good and evil, being and non-being, come from the same center.
When you look for your own particularized center of being which is separate from everything else, you wont be able to find it. The only way you’ll know it isn’t there is if you look hard enough, to find out that it isn’t there. It isn’t there at all, there isn’t a separate you. There are, in physical reality, no such things as separate events.
People can’t be talked out of illusions. If a person believes that the earth is flat, you can’t talk him out of that, he knows that it’s flat. He’ll go down to the window and see that its obvious, it looks flat. So the only way to convince him that it isn’t is to say, “Well let’s go and find the edge”.
- Alan Watts (excerpts from various lectures)
Marilyn Manson, Johnny Depp, and Die Antwoord - Beautiful People (Live)
“Ruby Soho” by Rancid
“Destination unknown, Ruby, ruby, ruby, ruby soho…”
Lamb Of God - Beating On Deaths Door
She’s a slack one, born of greed.
Speaking endless words, long and empty.
A beggar who still wants to choose,
A dethroned queen still demands her dues.
If you want something for nothing you take what you get,
A virgin whore in a dirty wedding dress.
Scream for salvation, beating on death’s door.
But just be careful what you wish for.
There’s blood stain on the ceiling,
But you’re the only duck in the shooting gallery.
Trying to look out through a bricked-in window,
Your destiny lies in the alley below.
Trying to see yourself in a shattered mirror,
When all else fails, she holds you with broken arms.
There’s poison in her veins, but the bitch comes for free,
A quick fix for all that you think that you need.
Scream for salvation, beating on death’s door.
But just be careful what you wish for.
The patron saint of fools answers all your request,
She’s all yours now, so deal with it.
There’s no shoulder left to cry wolf on,
You’re tied in knots that can’t be undone.
No more warnings will fall on deaf ears,
You lied too many times now no one cares.
No one cares.
An empty promise with a heart of tin,
Her crooked smile beguiles and it draws you within.
The hope for something more, all that you wish for,
A kick to the head and a boot to the door.
Chasing a dragon in a ladies clothes,
A paper trail ends in choking smoke.
But you know that you lit the match yourself,
Play the burning cards that you dealt
Scream for salvation, beating on death’s door.
But just be careful what you wish for.
The patron saint of fools answers all your request,
She’s all yours now, so deal with it.
Broken