Translating the monster language
July 24, 2009
falsehood projects from a day-to-day instrumental broadcast that flows through the net of mass media
The lungs swell as the puppets speak to the public as their words grow limbs to crawl and give birth to ignorance
Reports endlessly drift and cloak reality, leaving mass audiences to believe into layers of fiction
The hellish elite pull the vulnerable strings of journalism with the mastery of everyday blood money and ultimatums
The boundless flavor of dominance on the starved tongue gives these kings a mental state of ambitious arousal
For corruption steadily trickles from their fingertips and showers into the pool of forged mental assurance at their feet
The sleeping masses live on in their so called tranquil lifestyle
They sleep and wake utterly blindfolded in a regurgitated fashion
Money will always equal dominance, above law and above government
Disinformation will constantly leave a nation as a forever sleeping giant due to the ongoing voice of propaganda
Falsehood projects from a day-to-day instrumental broadcast that flows through the net of mass media
The lungs swell as the puppets speak to the public as their words grow limbs to crawl and give birth to ignorance
from Job for a cowboy new album, ruination. This is a song called
Regurgitated Disinformation.
Well, I was interested on JFAC music, since it has cool g-riffs and drums. I dont know their influences maybe they copied or some sort, but for me it is very unique to my death loving ears. The cool thing is, you just hear the feel of the music but then you must search for the lyrics finding that it is worth to listen more! It states more about all those fucked up shits and all the likes. WHen I’m listening to their music it seems like their music spanks me, beat me and tells me what is not good to do, or in other words, disciplines me. LOL. Well they might focus more on some sorth of false God but so far, I think, did he use the word Jesus? No… Its just their music sucked me in and somehow I find their music useful for my life, as I said awhile ago it disciplines me. LOL.
here’s another cool lyrics:
Dare:Listen to the music while reading the lyrics, make sure you miss no word squeel, scream, or growl. RAWR! hav fun:
What stands before us, is not a machine
It breathes, it will bleed and it will dream!
[Scream]
Its body is covered in hundreds of wires.
and a mouth that attempts to speak, it attempts to lie
Only murmurs, collapse from its jaws.
And a world, a world without,
A world without you.
but I rise. the dead will pride
it breathes, beyond this life,
so sleep, sleep among us, hesitate no more
En….tomb-men….of-a-ma…chine (entombment of a machine)
We kneel and we plead for no mourning ahead of us,
With only delayed movements, from its figure, we all begin to strain.
Entombment of a machine
Entombment of a machine
What stands before us is not a machine
What stands before us is not a machine
My legs weaken at the site of this damaged program,
This program kept you breathing, it kept you alive.
These circuits diffused once more.
Its body is covered in hundreds of wires.
Only murmurs collapse from its Scream
Entombment of a Machine
But I saw It Die.
Buti saw it die
But I Saw It Dead.
But I saw It Die.
I saw it die
I Watched it DIE!
Her mouth stands to convey swarms of plague,
time slowly corrodes as her jaws have locked into place.
At the grips of her own hands
this woman carries her victims to their passing,
they hold back tight.
they hold back tight.
time slowly corrodes as her jaws have locked into place.
this woman carries her victims to their passing,
For when this woman arches back her skin sheds from her bare limbs,
As their flesh, begins to pile, at their own feet
As their flesh begins to pile, at their own feet.
This disease continues to dilate as it immerses through the air,
Immerses through the air
she can no longer hide what she is.
what she is.
Contamination grows in the town where she lays
Contamination grows in the town where she lays
And where she sleeps
Her people before her beg only for forgiveness
Beg only for forgiveness
From their bare limbs
Her mouth stands open to convey
Swarms of plague
Their flesh piles at their feet
Their flesh piles at their feet
Their flesh piles at their feet
song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3RvffnxrJs8
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CIao! Erick’s coming over I need to meet him now.
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