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Extinction

by OBNOXIOUS

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1.
Fearing the abyss Like a moth to the flame With a weakened will to exist Paralyzed by indecision Will the buzzards pick your bones? Or will you live? “On the plains of hesitation… Qui Ose Gagne Qui Ose Gagne On my accord Sua Sponte are my words My blood feeds the soil I reap the wheat In the battle it’s the cowards who run When victory was theirs to be won So be a slave to circumstance and leave your life to chance Or be your own lord Qui Ose Gagne Qui Ose Gagne On my accord Sua Sponte are my words “On the plains of hesitation bleach the bones of the countless millions who, at the Dawn of Victory, sat down to rest and resting died” Staring in the abyss Like a moth to a flame You lack the will to exist Paralyzed by indecision Buzzards will pick your bones Whereas I will live Further, faster, and fight harder I display the intestinal fortitude To fight on Though I be the lone survivor Peer into the abyss Like a moth to a flame With a weakened will to exist Paralyzed by indecision The buzzards will pick your bones Or will you live? Great achievements And stories of the strong Were built on the backs of the weak Without love or pause Qui Ose Gagne Qui Ose Gagne On my accord Sua Sponte are my words My blood feeds the soil I reap the wheat In the battle it’s the cowards who run When victory was theirs to be won So be a slave to circumstance and leave your life to chance Or be your own lord.
2.
I have two ears And I have two sharp eyes And a pointed tongue to speak Born with a mind I decide what’s best for me I don’t believe most things that I hear and see Bang your head For dark art and dark music and creations from Firey souls and the heart, a loaded gun, Passion for the real This man kills with death metal steel The masses are high On pop culture, shitty music, news , and lies Fed fashion and shopping lists Quietly fearing a Grinding Thrashing Death Rock Blast Thrash Scream Fuck you In this ocean I steer my life I determine my own destiny Across the current Of the doomed mainstream Rock Blast Thrash Scream Fuck you I have two ears And I have two sharp eyes And a pointed tongue to speak Born with a mind I decide what’s best for me I don’t eat the shit that they feed to me For dark art And dark music And creations from Fiery souls and the heart, a loaded gun, Passion for the real This man kills with death metal steel The people are numb Incapable of thought, independent mind and spirits are lost They think they’re living Sadly they are not And their lives will be a Grinding Thrashing Death Rock Blast Thrash Scream
3.
Suffering 03:50
My arms were Open to sky Sick with despair Swallowed by the darkness And blinding fear Felt the air rape my skin Hunger came and burnt within Alone and seduced by sleep Is there an exit from this mess? I don’t learn from pleasure, only pain In my failures I am saved Lessons are found in strife I embrace death to find life I support pain I support misery I encourage suffering For all human beings I vote for sorrow, sin, We never realize what lies within Deep in the mountains, I’m… lost in the woods am I I pushed and I learned, I pushed and I learned What I couldn’t and what I could My arms were Open to sky Sick with despair Swallowed by the darkness And blinding fear Lost and frozen Tired, cold I gained strength And found my soul Felt the air rape my skin Hunger came and burnt within Alone and seduced by sleep Is there an exit from this mess? Doubting nailed me down Then my thoughts turned around No surrender in this war There’s no exit from this mess Exhale weakness Breath in strength All Hail: A new sense of self Power, immune to doubt, Win. I will always win.
4.
Amongst a riot of thorns and weeds A solitary tree Rises stubbornly from the soil Tall and imperfect Reaching for the sky With its twisted limbs And choking vines An abstract beauty But when the clouds collect When it’s dark And the rain falls You’d swear the tree Was weeping Its tears disappearing In the ground “Giving Tree” That’s not me Fruit to feed Sweet but poison I am doomed to attract Let them down, let them go I would warn them But who would I be, who would I be with? Roots grow From graves Bringing death to life Tombs on toxic flowers Shaded with poison Poisonous leaves Vines like serpents Like a noose. Birds land die Waiting for winter and cold, cold nights When the trunk is bare Nothing to see Nothing to deceive Just time to myself To look around, to sleep Awaking to see The saplings sprout around me Nothing changes The cycle starts anew “Giving Tree” That’s not me Fruit to feed Sweet but poison
5.
Faith in man 03:45
All across the earth I have seen And watched the strong Exploit the meek The Human race Is, at its best, and most basic, fucking weak Man uses love Man uses loves to control those he needs And he hates everyone else he sees Self-interest Drives the father to put his daughter on the street She earns money for the family Like a piece of fucking meat All across the earth I have seen Leaders openly encourage war Nations sell the bodies of their sons Like pimps push a whore Filthy beast born For submission Burdened by guilt And a slave to Death Faith in man Is faith in the damned Black in the heart And corrupt from the start Vile every part Filthy beast born for submission Burdened by guilt A slave to… …Death across the earth, I have seen And watched man Die from greed They betray their brothers To get what they need Man uses love Man use loves, to control those he needs, And he hates everyone else he sees Everyone he sees Everyone he sees I hate everyone I see
6.
Are you lost? Looking for the way? I’ve found it! I’ve found it! Don’t follow but listen. The story of the meaning of your life? It begins with your death. First, remember You were born and you will die. The clock was ticking since you left the womb So don’t waste your time Seize freedom Everyone is dying like you Realize No one’s here to help you Expect no truth from a master, a map, or clue There are only blind shepherds Everyone’s lost Ask no one else what’s best for you to do Know There is no “right” or proper way No objective good or person to say Might makes the law Be a victor or be a victim Are you lost? Looking for the way? I’ve found it! I’ve found it! The story of the meaning of your life It begins with your death Your bones will crack and fray Your body will rot Build yourself Or you’ll be forged By the dying machines of others Bleed for your own values And pursue your own goals You will die as you were born Alone No, there is no “right” or proper way, No objective good or person to say Might makes the law Be a victor or be a victim
7.
Silent angels without mercy descend On blackened bloody birds bringing certain doom in the night, in the dark, in the dark We reign We reign supreme Find your home and take your dreams Kita melihat semua, We see all, everything I feed on evil Consume the weaker man, You’ll know not safety As I take you from your land The devil will drink your blood but I’ll bathe in your tears Harvesting souls I reap your fears The sky is weeping, it’s coming down A dark harvester descends, Silent wings, a hidden hand Horns sound the start of the end I’m a hunter and humans are my prey Closer, quiet, violent, stalking them You are burning with guilt, I see your heat Take your fire And extinguish you Teeth sink deep as you struggle Swallow you Swallow you whole Wash it down My cup overfloweth with your tears Overflows Here today Gone tonight You think you’re violent? Wait until you meet me Our hearts are black and pump a colder blood We reign We reign supreme Find your home, invade your dreams Kita melihat semua We see all, everything The sky is weeping, it’s coming down A dark harvester descends, Silent wings, a hidden hand Horns sound the start of the end
8.
Pretty hair and pretty hands, head buried in the sand, Ideology and hope pumped at school Lacking empathy and will to see things through Instead of taking action they write words Do you think rhetoric will change the world? You think you’ll save a life with votes? Grab your fucking balls and cross the moat You complain but don’t lift a hand Afraid Get your ass on a plane to a foreign land The world will always be fucked Take control of a small piece and lift it up Drinking coffee, whining, Protesting, waving signs Changing nothing yet self-satisfied A bleeding heart and knowledge of facts Won’t change a thing If your head’s up your ass Political Scientist? Lazy preacher, fuck your politics Next time you support an “end to poverty”, an “intervention” or war. Ask yourself why you won’t go there Come on idealist, what are you waiting for? Pretty hair and pretty hands, with their heads in the sand Words are easy, talk is cheap Be the change Open your eyes from your sleep The world will always be fucked Grab a gun and mop And clean it the fuck up You complain but don’t lift a hand Get your ass on a plane to a foreign land.
9.
The escape from freedom We try to hide from ourselves, examining our life, In examining our life, we panic, withdraw and feel a sense of terror Born free, Everywhere in chains Man put himself there To avoid, escape and flee Responsibility For living as sheep Lost, failing to achieve For being not what he wanted to be Fuck the sheep Be a wolf Independent and free Follow no one’s lead Fuck the sheep Be a wolf Hunt the sheep of world, lead yourself, And pity not the weak The escape from freedom We try to hide from ourselves, examining our life, In examining our life, we panic, withdraw and feel a sense of terror Born free, Everywhere in chains Man put himself there To avoid, escape and flee His existential guilt Living as a slave Failing to achieve, For being not what he wanted to be Born free, man dreams of sheep Born free, man dreams of sheep Born free, man dreams of sheep Born free, man dreams of sheep Man is a sheep, he hires wolves to lead, Because man is a sheep Man hires wolves like me Because he needs wolves like me
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I’ve been trimming the tree, Pairing down the rotting fruit And the worms infesting Will be crushed in my hand In this garden where I am king, I’m the wind, the wolf, and vulture I feed on the living Consuming them Devouring their hearts I find it hard to feel Emotions in a normal way Calm and detached It’s like I’m writing a book, Lives, turned like a page, with my bloody hand Studied with my distant eyes Felt with my calloused heart The heart of the problem is That what I see in you is me A willingness to serve my self-interest Makes me feel just like the rest. Defenestrate, evicting souls I laugh harder as they go And then I’m alone Empty kingdom, quiet throne Realize that people are sand Their lives sleeping through the fingers of my hand I bury my love, I bury my friends I smell the soil, I smell the end A willingness to kill with disinterest I’m the ocean, fire, and wind Defenestrate, evicting souls I laugh harder as they fall And then I’m alone Empty kingdom, quiet throne I’m the earth, I hungry, I need your flesh to make my soil And your blood to fill my rivers. So die and feed me An endless cycle depends on your death Fertilize the flowers, your corpse is a seed Well, I am just happy to be alive The air is sweeter, the sun is brighter when you die So occupy your feeble mind and waste your rotten body Feed your lice
12.
The realist 04:05
Since he crawled from the sea Ate bananas and swung on trees Man has always swung a stick To meet his needs Dance monkey, monkey dance Fling shit, exploit the land Competition, animosity, and fear Cloud our vision Domination in a system Power truly is man’s religion Hope for peace Shake your indignant fist And fantasize of an end To desperation, friction and blight We’re too deep in loathing and short of sight Man fights for flags, he fights for freedom, But in reality, man is the demon You’re a fool If you think the law protects you You’re naïve If you think a savior is due Don’t expect rights Don’t pray for power, invoke might At every level In every form Brutality is the norm Man versus man, tribe versus clan Nations devour the land Fight monkey, monkey fight Spread your disease, spread your version of right Competition, hate and fear Cloud our vision Domination in a system Power truly is man’s religion You’re a fool If you think the law protects you You’re naïve If you think a savior is due Don’t expect mercy Don’t pray for power, invoke might At every level In every form Brutality is the norm Ask yourself who writes history It’s the monkey who wins I’m sorry but if history has shown Societies come and go Nothing ever changes Chaos is the norm There will be no end to war

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Line-up:
Ron on vocals
Nog on guitar
Lény on guitar & backing vocals
Nico on bass and backing vocals
Mak on drums

«Extinction» was recorded between June & August 2014. Drums recording, guitars reamping, mix & master by Kaï & Kohle at Kohlekeller studio in Germany
www.koehlekeller.de

Guitars & vocals recordings by Nog at the almighty Dark Night Studio
www.darkfaeryrecords.com

Released in early 2015 - Produced by Obnoxious
Music & lyrics by obnoxious

Thanks to everybody involved in Obnoxious since the beginning, especially to Le Portos, Juju, Ludo
& Mathovitch

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OBNOXIOUS - Thrash Death Metal from Lyon-FR

Thanks to everybody involved in Obnoxious since the beginning, especially to Le Portos, Juju, Ludo
& Mathovitch

WE ARE DEAD 2002 - 2015
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