Tracks

01. Another Worldly Device
02. Whose Fist Is This Anyway?
03. Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck
04. Cut-rate
05. Broken Peace
06. One Outnumbered
07. Out Of This Misery
08. No Question
09. Not Of This Earth
10. Home Rule
11. Sublime
12. Test



01. Another Worldly Device

Music & lyrics by Prong
Time for reward
It's been so hard
Just living here
Transcend the self, remove the sight, ending the fear
Escape the fault, widen the gap, kill off the facts

That are going to hurt my mind
That are going to stain my soul
Another worldly device, that may ruin me

That are going to ruin my goals
That are going to take its toll
Another worldly device
Another release

Take back myself from this here self
The ones that you do must hold some truth
To what you should
I will perceive
The will persists
I must omit

What's going to hurt my mind
What's going to stain my soul
Another worldly device, that may ruin me

Not going to block my goals
Not going to take its toll
Another worldly device, another worldly device

More wrong advice
Another broken promise, oh

What's going to hurt my mind
What's going to stain my soul
Another worldly device, that may ruin me

Not going to block my goals
Not going to take its toll
Another worldly device, another worldly device


02. Whose Fist Is This Anyway?

Music & lyrics by Prong
Playing for the hate team
Shut out, cut out of the mainstream

If you like to play victim
You play your part so well
That's how we'll treat you
If it suits you so well

Hey now, it's all turning
Watch your world burn
Hey now, it's all burning
Watch your world turn

Playing on the hate team
Shut out, cut out of the mainstream
Playing for the hate team
Hate team

Hey now, it's all burning
Watch your world turn
Hey now, it's all turning
Watch your world burn

If you never felt decent
And you feel rather mean
Don't wear your hurt so pathetic
Let your mind set you free, yeah

Playing on the hate team
Shut out, cut out of the mainstream

Whose fist is this anyway?
Whose fist is this anyway?
Whose fist is this anyway?
Whose fist is this anyway?
(x2)


03. Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck

Music & lyrics by Prong
Nothing breeds more contempt
For this world than the memories now formed
Every moment a new seed
Is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds
For the trials of today
I'm no jury; I really don't care how you feel
The pleasant notion of miraculous change
Drifts into multiple jeers

Jeers
Jeers

You want the good life
You break your back
You snap your fingers
You snap your neck

Seconds drip through my hands
Washed of moments unborn
All the spaces between bleed
A tribute to a sacrament never exposed
A message to the forces
I've no pity don't know how thankful to feel
Expectations of my daily bread
Gives me the hunger to steal

You want the good life
You break your back
You snap your fingers
You snap your neck
(x5)


04. Cut-rate

Music & lyrics by Prong
Go

You try to take all the challenge
Out of all of our lives
You make it all too predictable
With your white wash lives

See, you got to show me the torment
And all the despair
All those bloodless bullet holes
Are more than we can bear

Clean sweep, clean sweep
Clean sweep, clean sweep

With the plastic coverings
And the cut-rate display
No renewal of the pleasurable
With no image of decay

You go, you go for the stability
And what do you get
Some real vivid misfortune
A cause now an effect

Clean sweep, clean sweep
Clean sweep

You try to take all the challenge
Out of all of our lives
You make it all too predictable
With your white wash lives

See, you got to show me the torment
And all the despair
All those bloodless bullet holes
Are more than we can bear

Clean sweep, clean sweep
Clean sweep, clean sweep
Clean sweep


05. Broken Peace

Music & lyrics by Prong
Pick up the broken pieces
Pick up the broken peace
(x2)

Tell you something clearly
Tell you something real
But you tell me nothing
You never do nothing real

You got to pick up the broken pieces
You got to pick up the broken peace
(x2)

Your kind it keeps on cutting
Division you create
Now it's all exploding
Soon nothing left to break

You got to pick up the broken pieces
You got to pick up the broken peace
(x2)

Pick up (Your kind it keeps on cutting)
Pick up (Division you create)
Pick up (Now it's all exploding)
Pick up the broken peace (Soon nothing left to break)

Pick up the broken peace
(x4)

No hope in complaining
All this lay in ruin
It's a time for mending
Gathering of the wounds

Pick up the broken pieces
Pick up the broken peace
(x2)

Pick up the broken peace (You're never going to do it)


06. One Outnumbered

Music & lyrics by Prong
Don't even have a clue
No respect for you, dignity for whom

One more outnumbered
Bleeding hearts that humble
To find some shelter
From a bloody shower

Another cause to blame
Another soul to judge

They won't come clean
So we're bound to lose
Don't even have a clue
No respect for you, dignity for whom

One more outnumbered
Bleeding hearts that humble
To find some shelter
From a bloody shower

From a bloody shower
From a bloody shower
From a bloody shower

From a bloody shower
From a bloody shower

One more outnumbered
One more outnumbered
One more outnumbered
One more outnumbered


07. Out Of This Misery

Music & lyrics by Prong
I'll take no blame
For some other's mistake
A fossil of the past
Continue underrate

The ability to end a life
No stability in opinions not alike
Not alike
Opinions not alike

Someone should take me, out of your misery, yeah
If I should take it any further, any further
I'll end it, yeah
Out of this misery
Out of this misery

I will not shame
For a deed undone
I'm reaching for the stars
Spitting at the sun

I'll take the liberty to get you off my back
I want your history taken off the map
Off the map
Your history taken off the map

Someone should take me, out of your misery, yeah
If I should take it any further, any further
I'll end it, yeah
Out of this misery
Out of this misery

You've got the life
Blood on our hands
This is no life

Someone should take me, out of your misery, yeah
If I should take it any further, any further
I'll end it, you

Someone should take me, out of your misery, yeah
If I should take it any further, any further
I'll end it, yeah
Out of this misery
Out of this misery


08. No Question

Music & lyrics by Prong
So thrilled, we got you now
You can't, can't break the game
So glad, accept the choice
So glad, you learned the ropes
You learned the ropes

To try so far to go
The end, you'll never know

You have nothing to follow
The message, a lost cause
And who cares about the lesson
No question of the loss

No question of the loss
No question of the loss

So thrilled, we got you now
You can't, can't break the game
So glad, accept the choice
So glad, you learned the ropes

You have nothing to follow
The message, a lost cause
And who cares about the lesson
No question of the loss

No question of the loss
No question of the loss
No question of the loss

You have nothing to follow
You have nothing to follow

No question of the loss
No question of the loss
No question of the loss


09. Not Of This Earth

Music & lyrics by Prong
Just sit down and talk to death
It's known to teach you time again
A something not of this earth
That something not of earth

12 o'clock time for bed
Say no to waking up again
A feeling not of this earth
That feeling not of earth

Brings all comfort to no reason
Brings all comfort
(That something not of this earth)
To no reason
(That something not of this earth)

Never know where you go
What if the intangible
That something not of this earth
A feeling not of earth

Brings all comfort to no reason
Brings all comfort
(That something not of this earth)
To no reason
(That something not of this earth)

All comfort, no reason, no reason
All comfort, no reason, no reason
All comfort, no reason, no reason

Brings all comfort to no reason
Brings all comfort
(That something not of this earth)
To no reason
(That something not of this earth)

Brings all comfort
(That something not of this earth)
To no reason
(That something not of this earth)

Brings all comfort
(That something not of this earth)
To no reason
(That something not of this earth)

Brings all comfort to no reason
(x5)


10. Home Rule

Music & lyrics by Prong
More conquest more proud division
Another rape for a strong man
It scares you into submission
Now's the time to face the home rule

More conquest more proud division
Another rape for a strong man
It scares you into submission
Now's the time to face the home rule

It's our find, never give it back
Our kind shut 'em out
Shine a light bring 'em out
Take no flight never give in

More conquest more proud division
Another rape for a strong man
It scares you into submission
Now's the time to face the home rule

All alone never give it
In hold tight, to what you know
Birthright, gift of pride
Look down upon your foe

More conquest more proud division
Another rape for a strong man
It scares you into submission
Now's the time to face the home rule

Now's the time to face the home rule
Now's the time to face the home rule
To face the home rule


11. Sublime

Music & lyrics by Prong
I comprehend these laws with no particulars
The trappings of it all can never give in turn
A concept of counsel of the inner wealth
Perception of the dark all in you stealth

A sublime success controlled abstinence
Sublime success unworldly happiness
Sublime success controlled abstinence
Sublime success unworldly happiness

A pointed eloquence in its sublimity
Precision eminence of all solemnity
[Incomprehensible] for the inner wealth
[Incomprehensible]

A necessary call, call
A necessary call, call

Sublime success, controlled abstinence
Sublime success, unworldly happiness

I comprehend these laws with no particulars
The trappings of it all can never give in turn

Sublime success don't need abstinence
Controlled success unworldly happiness


12. Test

Music & lyrics by Prong
Lights shine from the burning faces
I don't care if it blinds me
Shadows gesture me for panic
But there's never anywhere to [Incomprehensible]
From media-sized rages never to miss the wicked ways
Not so easy to get fooled
By emergency broadcast rule

It's a relapse - a point of collapse
God bless my soul
It's up to you to go now and warn all of us
Another message attempt to fuck us again
Rejection of all what is said

This is only a test, this is only a test
This life is only a test
This is only a test, this is only a test
This life is only a test

I listen to only what's discordant
Like the sting of razor sharp glass
Enjoy the scene of torches burning laugh at a poisoned gasp

Sit and watch windows
The plodding flames lick a dozen stars
Discredit any hopeful discerning
Rejoice the thought of future scars

It's a relapse - a point of collapse
God bless my soul
It's up to you to go now and warn all of us
Another message attempt to fuck us again
Rejection of all what is said

This is only a test, this is only a test
This life is only a test
This is only a test, this is only a test
This life is only a test