To Leave And Be Replaced (Edited)

Sex, the drug; we, the junkies
Addicted to a sensation cheapened through hype and glamorization
This is the state of our nation
Obsessed with fashion so it might be removed
Obsessed with the flesh so it might be seen
A cheap one night stand in between two even cheaper night stands
Ever so complacently giving in to our body's sexual demands

I venture to wonder how we got this way
When you'll fuck me and I don't even know your name
And you don't know mine, but I guess it's all the same
You'd just as soon call me daddy anyway

The American dream is the body of someone else
To leave and be replaced

We, the blind; we, the slaves
How can we protest the sex trade in the third world
When our women are so brainwashed
They don't even need to be kidnapped and drugged to get naked in front of a camera
And we take it in without a second thought
Another lie bought, another pleasure sought
Drowning in an ankle deep pool of our own drool

I venture to wonder how we got this way
When you'll fuck me and I don't even know your name
And you don't know mine, but I guess it's all the same
You'd just as soon call me daddy anyway

The American dream is the body of someone else
To leave and be replaced

We've been told
We are only skin deep
We can't see
What lies beneath

(The media wonders about an Avatar sex scene, and I say who gives a fuck)

It's my DETHday

HAPPY DETHDAY TO ME

Muschamp

My pen bleeds with words written to those I have lost
And at night when the world closes its eyes
My mind stares into oblivion
And I see you falling
Into a black hole of uncertainty
Because I don't know where you are
I just know that you're gone

My mouth spills all the thoughts my heart held of you
But my heart isn't broken
It's just not there anymore
My mouth opens wider
And I can hear myself going deaf
Because I don't know where you are
I just know that you're not here

You're not here
You're gone...

Shards (Transcription of a dream)

I am a thousand feet above the water and they spare me nothing. The shards of paper thin glass shoot through me and I scream in pain. Panic overwhelms my mind as I look for escape but the bridge is almost out of sight. I cannot count their number for their movements are terribly swift and subtle. Under cloaks they hover, the shards are the size of large icicles. Everything hurts but there is no blood. Tears run down my face and I know I am doomed. Suddenly they surround me and as I prepare for death one of them hands me a small metal shard of violet color and smooth texture. It looks like jewelry. They tell me to give it to her, and as such I must never see her again. I am confused. They speak uniformly.

"This gift we have given you shall be a promise. That she will never forget you, even in your absence, and that the pain you felt by our shards shall be removed from her heart. She will no longer feel the suffering of times past, and the void in her soul shall be filled."

I immediately understand the meaning of their words. I close my eyes and awaken in a large field. There is no moon but the light comes from the many stars stuck in the sky. I turn my head and see her approaching from a short distance. The radiance from her every pore suggests that I no longer need the stars for light. The shard grows warm in the clutches of my hand. We converge, a warm embrace, and she kisses me. I see the light of the sun peaking its face over the horizon. I imagine the light as a wave, or an explosion that approaches us with great velocity. We are quickly overtaken. The shard lays still in my hand.

I no longer know what is right.

My mind swirls in darkness, images of death laid out. I watch the truth massacred by rabid dogs. I see blood in the water, the predator found its prey. Her mother is dead, and her father is on his way. What is there left to say? I drop the shard to the ground.

I don't know what is right anymore.

Nothing

And if they're right about anything at all
Its that all I am is a clanging cymbal
A sounding gong
Nothing at all

This is all I have to offer you

This, this is my everything
Will you take my everything?
My everything

This is all I have to offer you

This, this is my nothing
Will you take my nothing?
My nothing

I want to be nothing for you

Seila

It was a cold dark night
When you came to me
And now my dreams move with
The sound of your voice
Under the covers
My body shakes and shivers
Eyes swivel under tired lids
I am a puppet for you

Eyes shut tight
But no sleep for me tonight
Hours tick by
But I haven't slept a peep
Get me out of my sleep

I am trapped within myself
My mind is no longer mine
The voice in my head grows louder...
...your voice...

Overcome By Disgust

Overcome by disgust
Overwhelmed with abhorrence
Your salvation is a gift from a whore
Used up, filthy, and withered

I bask not in the presence of a nonexistent god
His heaven shall never come to this earth
And his glory shall never fall
You worship nothing at all

Ignorant masses of the cross and its way
Swallow down lies and deceit as they pray
Spreading their legs for the savior and king
And slowly crumbling to pieces as they sing...

Rain down fire
Rain down brimstone
And you shall see that
My knee shall never bow
And my tongue shall not confess

To the sounding of the horns
To the beat of the drums
I will sing
You are not God

(Hallelujah)
For I have found the truth
And it is not in you
It is not in you Jesus

The Reaper's Folly (Co-written by Alex Van'tLeven)

When the stars align
You shall be my bride
And when the full moon is high
You will walk by my side (again)

Bring you back to life
My woman, my baby, my wife
This was not your fate
The reaper made a mistake
Our eternal love shall be saved
When your pale soul is raised

I have found the way
Your cold lifeless corpse will be revived
Our souls combined forever in the ashes of time

Bring you back to life
My woman, my baby, my wife
This was not your fate
The reaper made a mistake
Our eternal love shall be saved
When your pale soul is raised

Tell me you love, love, love me

Happy In The Cold

Even the heat of this night
Cannot thaw the ice from my bones
Frozen grip on my heart, so tight
Like bitterness and hate upon their thrones

In my mind I am so alone
Only echoes provide me company
But at least outside, (I'm) not so forlorn
Even if you're dead, (you're) still with me

Let the wind blow in my face
Let it pierce my aging skin
I'll disappear without a trace
I'll never be seen again

Don't fret my love, there is nothing to fear
My limbs and joints, they grow old
Don't speak a word now, don't shed a tear
You know that I'm happy in the cold

Why I love Insect Warfare (A.K.A. the best interview ever)

My transcribing of the interview between GlobalDomination.se and noisegrind band Insect Warfare (more specifically, Beau Beasley, guitarist of said band). The webpage can be found here: http://www.globaldomination.se/interviews/insect-warfare-beau-beasley

---WARNING: HARSH LANGUAGE---

"Global Domination: Hello ya gun crazed Texans, a Polar bear fucking Norwegian here. Only the kids, the grownups are too lose. Anyway, I’ll start off congratulating you and the band with one of the most pissed off efforts I’ve heard in my days. Did any of you pop a vein during recording?

INSECT WARFARE: After recording 40 guitar tracks and bass tracks my wrist hurt really bad. I couldn’t play guitar comfortably for about 5 days after. I’m fine now but it sucked for the time being. Actually, when we finished the recording the computer crashed and we lost the entire recording session. That’s when a vein burst in my head. Anyways, we just sucked it up and re-recorded the whole thing a second time.

“World Extermination” is your first full-length, but before it you spat out release like a fucking decent machine-gun. Can we expect to see a new release from ye guys in the near future? And if so, will it have keyboard and eunuch choirs? Are you still going to do splits and shit? I ask, in full knowing that you just ejaculated “World extermination,” because of that mentioned list of releases. Notorious bastards, love ya.

Shit man, we finished “WD” and I haven’t even got a chance to rest and enjoy it. We just went back into the studio and recorded 12 songs for a split 5” with Agoraphobic Nosebleed. After that we got splits with Retaliation and Regurgitate from Sweden. Expect lots of synth guitar and organ solos. Maybe some harmonica?

While fucking around the net for information about ye guys, a search which left me with a near empty basket, I learned that you are heavily influenced by a band called Razor. Who the fuck is Razor? And, most importantly, is it bullshit or true? And while we are at it, are you familiar Kill The Client?

Razor were a Canadian trash metal band that were notorious for being assholes and kicking people’s asses. That’s why they influenced us. Not so much musically but more for the asshole vibe. Yes, Kill the Client are friends of ours. They live in a different city but we play shows together.

How come the writings on your homepage are of size 4 or something? I’m getting old ya know, hard to read shit like that. Should I consider suicide? The site is shit, by the way.

Because I like to make old men like you hurt their eyeballs trying to find information on us! Websites are useless these days and I just made a simple one so people could go and get even more pissed at us for not having proper information available.

How old are you guys? Surely not as old as Napalm Death, that’s for sure. I’m more than just a little bit impressed by the longevity of that gang, both ex and current members. How ‘bout you?

We are all in our mid 20’s but I am jaded to the point of being a 60 year old man. I never go out and just sit in my room and hate life and everyone around me. Yeah, those napalm guys have held up pretty well for the age. Not the most handsome guys but they have held up.

I noticed, thanks to The Metal Archives, you have released a cute little thing called “Enemies of grind.” Not that I’ve listened to it. Care to explain what motivation lay behind that naming? Are you tired of do-gooders or are you pissed at shit like Goregrind and muck akin to it released in absurd numbers? I guess the lot, since you are so very pissed.

We are at war with whatever weak ass bands trying to pass themselves off as grind bands. I’m tired of technical, emo bands trying to act like they are playing grindcore. FUCK OFF!

Are any of you on drugs? No need to be ashamed, I’m a hashtard myself.

Just our lazy ass singer. All he does is sit around his house, smoke weed, get paranoid, and play video games. I don’t do any drugs because I am a elitist asshole.

If you read through the review I attached, you already know that I think the drums on “World extermination” are tuned a bit too high. A bit. Do you think I have a point, or should I go fuck myself?

Go fuck yourself! No, I agree. The Snare drum is a little high pitched but I think it needs to be that way to cut through all the muddy, low tuning shit we dude. If it wasn’t so high it would get lost in all the shitty bass frequencies we generate in a effort to disguise our awful riffing.

Anyway, as I tell in the review, I’m a fan of the mixing job, and now I wonder who did it, how much it cost, and how long it took to record. Did you beat Darkthrone?

We recorded the whole album in our drummer’s living room. He owns some recording equipment and we were able to record the whole thing in a matter of 2 or 3 days. I don’t understand how people spend months in the studio. I hate our songs enough but having to listen to them that much would make me kill myself.

What kind of record label is 625 Thrash, the most unknown ever? Anyway, I’d like to know if they do you good or if I should take the trip to gun paradise and whop their asses. Are they like paying the trip for you guys to Adelaide, Australia? (I happened to read your tour schedule) If so, congrats with a fucking decent label. You might meet at guy called Dave there, he’s a bit fat, and prolly wanna fuck yer sister, but he’s a good guy. I think.

Max from 625 is a good friend of mine. He releases all of our material because I trust him. He takes great care of us though we pay for all of our expenses. Its just easier that way. I don’t like owing people money. I’ll have to keep an eye out for this Dave character you speak of.

With violent music such as yours I have a hard time figuring your concert being cosy. What’s the smallest audience you have ever played for, and has there ever been a need to call an ambulance after one your shows. I’d like to see you live, that’s for fucking sure.

We rarely play shows because we are such antisocial pricks. We play like once a year in our hometown and we only play when touring is necessary. No ambulances have ever been called but we have had the plug pulled on us plenty of times for being too noisy and almost destroying the sound equipment with our harsh frequencies.

I want the top 5 reasons (or 10 if you have the hate to go) why humanity should be eradicated, or at least profoundly trimmed. Like a nice fucking hairdo. Spit out yer hate, please.

1. People are shit.
2. People take up space in MY world.
3. People waste MY time.
4. People take MY money.
5. People breathe MY air.

People should die.

Are you afraid of bug disinfectants? We have some lethal shit called Radar, think it’s manufactured in Sweden, and I used it with great effect on some very small, yet utterly annoying flies here a couple of months ago. It would be labeled genocide if flies had newspapers and shit. But as we know, they are shit dealers through and through.

Nah, I like bug disinfectants because they put pollution into the air. This is a good thing because it speeds along the process of mass world annihilation.

What’s yer favourite insect? Mine is the ant, fucking love those creatures. I wonder if ants would eat up a corpse lazed in sugar, or perhaps even bare. What do you think? On a related note I’d like to add that a great way to dispose of a body would be to sandblast it, provided you have some place to ditch the mass. It would certainly cloak up the drainage, something Dahmer would’ve agreed if he were still among us. Bless his soul.

Ants are very brutal and militaristic but I prefer roaches because they live in their own shit.

Name the 5 best albums no one has heard. “World extermination” would be on my list, and that’s a compliment.

Thanks! Not sure if people have heard these or not but they are still my favorites. Here is my list: Rusted Shut “Rehab” LP, Slime in the Nose of Texas EP, Stark Raving Mad self-titled LP, Splattereah live 7” EP, Tractor demo.

I’m a member of one of the few worthy societies on the retardnet, Last.fm, and some cunt there has tagged you as “false grind”. I therefore assume you guys to have some enemies, do you enjoy making enemies? I’m not making a sport of it, but when I’m on the job I do it thoroughly.

We have tons of enemies. When you are as big assholes as we are you are bound to piss a few people off. I don’t give a fuck, I talk to my friends and the rest can eat shit.

Name the 5 worst pieces of crap grind bands ever to violate their instruments.

Fuck, put Insect Warfare in all 5 positions. I’m an asshole but I’m not going to name names because I’ve already been in a few fights because of that shit. I’m an asshole but I am no Seth Putnam.

How long does it take you to think of a person you could kill in cold blood, not even losing 5 minutes worth of sleep for?

Grim question, but I have a few people on my enemies list that I wouldn’t mind seeing erased from the world.

Have you ever sat down thinking: “fucking hell, I need a hug”? It’s hard being hard, I know from long experience. Oh, Chuck Norris is my father, forgot to mention it me thinks. He fucking rules in “Side-kicks”, not to talk about “Octagon”.

HA! “Side-kicks” was filmed in my city and my friend was a stand in actor for that movie. Fuck needing hugs. That shit is for wimps.

We Norwegians are retarded in that way that we always want to know what foreigners think about our shit, I think it is called an inferior complex. It has gone a bit far lately though, the Southern Europeans now fucking “our” women for most of the summers. But that’s not the point. What I want to know is whether you are familiar with our metal scene or not. If yes, give me the top 5 bands. If not, fuck you.

Norwegian metal? I didn’t know you asshole had bands. Shit, Darkthrone is from there right? That first death metal LP they did is good. I’m not sure, enlighten me.

I promise you, that’ll be the last list I’ll throw at ya during this interview. I’ve gotten complaints about not including them in my interviews, so I found the time right for overkill. Do you like the band Overkill, by the way?

Yeah, Overkill fucking rules. The vocals make my spine cringe, which is a good thing.

Are you guys veggies, like Cattle decapitation? If so, do you consider it ok to eat roadkill? Talking about Cattle Decapitation, the cover for “Humanure” is a classic, but the one adorning the front of “World extermination” isn’t exactly cum splattered on a piece of paper either. Who did it, and is it possible that he/she will do work for others as well? If so, leave an address.

NO! We all eat meat. Well, except our wimp ass bass player. I used to be a vegetarian a few years ago, but then I remembered how good meat tasted. Our friend Daniel Shaw does all of our artwork. He is a incredible black and white artist. He can be reached at shaw.illustrations@gmail.com

You must listen to Birdflesh and their “The ultimate mosh” release. Grab Jigsore Terror while you are at it, “World end carnage” slays. Here you can thank me.

I own both of those records and they do slay! “World End Carnage” is heavy as shit. I was actually listening to it yesterday morning before I went to work.

Which religion do you hate the most, Christianity or Islam? I’m so full of it that I puke venom at both. Give this a thought. If you are like a little enlightened you know Muslims don’t eat pigs, and that’s cause they see it as a filthy animal. Strange then that they eat birds a plenty, hens, chickens and shit, the world leading spreader of diseases. Good point, ey?

I hate all religion. Fuck relying on that mythology bullshit to explain things that science could explain for you. I actually caught west nile virus from a dead bird in my front yard. True story. I was sick for 14 days til I got proper treatment and antibiotics. Fuck the pestilence.

Do you think I’m smart? Please say yes, ‘cause I have a very small penis.

Well, people with very small penises usually must be smart because they would not survive in the world any other way. If you have a big dick in this world you got it made!

Have you been checking out the site (GD) after I approached you with a request for this fine interview? If so, tell me what you think. If not, fuck you.

The site is great! Actually, I’m just saying that because I believe it is good to kiss the ass of the person interviewing you. I wish our shitty website looked as good as yours. Maybe people could find information on us easier. Ah, fuck that.

I’m running out of questions here, so I’ll leave it for you to end it in a great way. Stay hard, cunts.

Thank YOU for the interview. Everyone else can fuck off."

Life pt. 1

#1. Learn to be alone, before you choke.

Madness And Contentment

Now you're up in the trees
The branches quivering
As you skip from limb to limb
Dancing with your eyes closed

The sun is so bright but
I hardly mind staring
If perhaps you weren't so
Beautiful I might...

Will the scars on my back
Ever open again?
Will you open them again
Please lose control once more

Will the emptiness in my mind
Ever leave for good?
Will you return for good
Please fill the void once more

I can be fine without you
But not fine enough
I can be happy on my own
But not happy enough

Fine/happy enough not to...