Beneath The Massacre - Mechanics Of Dysfunction (2007)

BENEATH THE MASSACRE LYRICS
Mechanics Of Dysfunction (2007)

1. The Surface
2. Society's Disposable Son
3. The System's Failure
4. The Stench Of Misery
5. Untitled
6. Modern Age Slavery
7. The Invisible Hand
8. Better Off Dead
9. Long Forgotten
10. Sleepless


1. The Surface

This is the sound of human waste. Worshipping the new leaders of destruction.
Spilling blood... No more: Pain nor hope. We don't care, the end is near.
It's falling down. This is life, this is pain. This is real, this is hell.
This path leads us nowhere yet we keep following.
This path leads us to what we always have feared.
This path leads us to this world's fatal destiny.
This is the path that'll end it all by tomorrow. The sound of human waste.
Can't you hear the voices of a thousand victim: The new world order makes no compromise.
Spilling blood... No more: Pain nor hope.
We don't care. The end is near. It's falling down. Breeding murder.


2. Society's Disposable Son

The air is humid and the floor’s cold. Prisoner. Crime unknown. Prisoner.
Awaiting my sentence. Society’s disposable son. Outcast. Grown apart.
Institutionalized since day one. Society’s unwanted son.
Raised by emotionless TV screen, this is everyone’s crime.
Go ahead pull the trigger if this is how you want it.
Anywhere but here is where I want to be right now.
I am the reflection of your mad world and system.
Anywhere but here is where I want to be right now.
Go ahead pull the trigger on your own creation.
When I’ll leave, I’ll watch you right in the eyes.
Society’s disposable son. Outcast. Grown apart. The air is humid and the floor is cold.
Prisoner. Crime unknown. Sentenced, leaving with my eyes wide open


3. The System's Failure

Wasting our lives digging our own grave. Greed lust…
The plot is simple and we shall be ending it. You find your power in our weaknesses.
Essential just as pigs for butchers. Wasting our lives digging our own graves.
The system failed and we’re here to prove it now. We are the failure.
The system’s failure. Don’t try to save us. We’ll do this by our own.
This is our legacy, unachieved destiny.


4. The Stench Of Misery

Desperate times. Despair pushed us on our…Desperate times. Despair pushed us on our knees.
Bow down one too many times. Rising. Dead is our will to change this world.
Skin infected with the stench of misery. Wipe the dirt from your face.
Stand tall: rise to your feet. Fight for what’s left.
Honour: it’s not a word it’s you and me. Stay strong: this war is real as your pain is.
Stand tall: rise to your feet. Fight for what’s left. What’s left…


5. Untitled

[Instrumental]


6. Modern Age Slavery

Honour is at stake. Slave is my name. Honour at stake. Modern age slavery.
Living each day as the last of an existence deprived of meaning. Forced fed mentality.
Imposed value system. To accept our condition is to perpetuate the crime.
Make my word. I shall be free. Breaking my chain with the strength of despair.
Hate is at a stage that words can no longer express and only violence seems to satisfy me.
Modern age slavery. Living each day as the last of an existence deprived of meaning.
Deprived of passion that we could have lived. We are dead inside.
A death dressed like life. We are dead inside. Honour is at stake. Slave is my name.
Honour at stake. Modern age slavery.


7. The Invisible Hand

Profit has no limits. The invisible hand, the icon, we now can put a face on it.
One day you’ll feel the pain you perpetuated all your life.
Business based on sufferance. The blood, the blood, the tears the torture.
Your words can not be trusted anymore. The blood, the blood the tears the torture.
How do you manage to sleep at night? The stain of blood on your hands: you can’t hide it all your life.
Your crime won’t go unpunished. Business based n sufferance.
The blood, the blood, the tears the torture. Your words can not be trusted anymore.
The blood, the blood, the tears the torture. Vengeance.
Payback. Your time will come. You can’t run all your life. Smashing the invisible hand.


8. Better Off Dead

Setting standards just to hear the sound of annihilation.
And I partake to this act of global suicide. Setting standards just to feel life collapse by itself.
And I take a last look at this land burned to the point of no return.
Standing aside all my life, silent witness of this world that I hate so much.
Dehumanised once for all. Apathy rules my life. Not much can touch me now.
Apathy rules my life. This world is what we’ve made it:
This life is not worth the pain we must face everyday.
Wasting what is left, spiting my blood to the face of humanity.
Wasting what is left. I chose peace.
I chose my own death. Burning what is left. Spitting my blood at the face of humanity.
Burning what is left. I chose peace. I chose my own death.
This life has brought us pain. Pain has brought us hate. Hate led us to fear.
Fear has brought us death. This agony called life is coming to an end.
Stoicism in my veins. I embrace the end. This time there’s no turning back.
Standing aside all my life, silent witness of this world that I hate so much.
Dehumanised once for all. Apathy rules my life, not much can touch me now.
Apathy rules my life. This world is what we’ve made it: This means war.


9. Long Forgotten

Taken from the nest and programmed to obey. No hope. No faith.
Shall penetrate my shell. No hope of awaking a world hardened by centuries of oppression.
Held down. Head under water. Can’t breathe. Drowning.
Each step forward brings me two steps back. Finding peace in the statue of employee.
Plastic rewards sometimes leaves me blind. Emancipation through an act of violence.
Held down. Head under water. Can’t breathe. Drowning. The dream is dead and now long forgotten.


10. Sleepless

One more sleepless night. Cold sweat and nightmares waking me up.
Can’t close my eyes on this. One more sleepless night. Cold sweat and nightmares waking me up.
Can’t close my eyes on this world. Can’t close my eyes.
Staying focused. Eyes open in a synthetic world. Sleepless. The everyday torment.
Eyes open in a synthetic world. Sleepless. The absence of meaning.
In a world that won’t see the error of our way. I can’t help it: feeling empty.
One more sleepless night. Cold sweat and nightmares waking me up.
Can’t close my eyes on this. One more sleepless night.
Cold sweat and nightmares waking me up. Can’t close my eyes on this world. Won’t close my eyes.