Cut To Fit - Splittimatskut.

1.HYVINVOINTIVAJE

Tasa-arvoinen maailma
Kaikilla menee päin vittua
Uudenlainen prosenttijengi
Yhteiskunnan pohjakerma

En pelastanut maailmaa tänäänkään
Ei ollut varaa
En jaksanut nähdä vaivaa
Oli helpompi olla sekaisin päästään

Hyvinvointivaje

Kun lahtelainen muuttaa Kallioon
Tulee välitön piikki henkirikostilastoon
Ylpeinä tyhmyydestään
Ylpeinä tyhjyydestään

Hyvinvointivaje

2.LOISET

Taskusta löytyy gramma valaistusta
Rauha ja rakkaus ja maailmojen tuska
Puistossa ringissä jakaa ahdistusta
Diippejä keloja ja pilveä hustlaa

Ei omatunto soimaa tai moraali vaivaa
Egon tyydytys tuo narsistille taivaan

Loiset lämmittää
Pientä piiriään
Laajentaa tajuntaa
Istuen yksin sen nurkassa

3.KULUTUKSEN JUMALA

Kuoleman kieltävä ihmiskunta
Juoksee pitkin palavaa sytytyslankaa
Haisee mätä, suussa maistuu multa
Muoviin hautautuu kirkkainkin kulta

Rakennat itsellesi patsaan
Muovista ja paskasta
Kulutuksen jumala!

Yli pelkojen ikuisen virran
Rakentaa ihminen romusta sillan
Tässä kullatussa linnassa
Ei mikään meitä uhkaa, ei mikään meitä pelasta!

4.LUNASTUS

Päivästä toiseen samat synnit niskassa painaa
Naamio kasvoilla pysyy koulusta hautaan

Elämä valuu sormien läpi
Päivät vähenee, kuolemanjälkeinen bardo lähenee

Päivästä toiseen samat rituaalit toistuu
Pakenet itseäsi, syvemmälle unohdukseen

Elämä valuu sormien läpi
Vanhuus tuo mukanaan pakokauhun
Pelko ajaa sinut nurkkaan
Päivät vähenee,
Kuolemanjälkeinen bardo lähenee!

Ja kuoleman hetkellä
kaikki kauhut palaavat hetkessä
Oman elämäsi heijastukset
Varjokuvat vedessä

J. Kill & The Starvation Army Band

---TORN APART---
1. Eternal Sleep
 

Come inside
Suffer it through
Let it flow through you
Put you to sleep

Come inside
Share a laugh or smile
Let it make you feel good
Put you to sleep

Come inside
Stare at my fire
Let it breathe you in
Put you to sleep

To eternal sleep...

2. Son of a Thief

Once there was a man
a worn out car thief
strapped to burn in hell
he had run for so long
his shoes had grown to his feet
always ready to leave
never able to stay
never able to express himself
out of his mind
the mark of Kain had labeled him
out of your kind

And now as the shadows grow deep
and the red fills the waters, we see
When you're a son of a thief
Your father's mistakes are the ones you repeat

This thief had a son, a real mistake
then he was gone
a boy without a father...
he followed his path in crime
shot a man three times
three different men
he's out on the run
never able to stay
just like his father

And now as the shadows grow deep
and the red fills the waters, we see
When you're a son of a thief
Your father's mistakes are the ones you repeat

They were too alike
to ever live among others
always alone
the boy grew up to become a car thief
just like his old man
he had a son and vanished in thin air
circle's complete

And now as the shadows grow deep
and the red fills the waters, we see
When you're a son of a thief
Your father's mistakes are the ones you repeat

3. Black Hole Blues

 Maybe you heard it in the news
Or had a word from a friend,
Maybe just a mutual acquiantance,
But you know, tomorrow we're dead

Our consciousness
strives towards
those little deaths
that sneak in
with your every breath
and hide inside your head

It's the last night on earth
And we all have our questions
How will it all end?
Has it been just an illusion in our brain?

Our consciousness
strives towards
those little deaths
that sneak in
with your every breath
and hide inside your head

Forming black holes
Sucking all life out

Our consciousness
strives towards
those little deaths
that sneak in
with your every breath
and hide inside
your head

4. xXx

5. Gravity

Gravity keeps pulling me down
My weight growing bigger the deeper I fall
Faster, gaining velocity
Ready to crush everything as I land

Face down

I need no one to feed my fire
I am not the leech I might have been
I have grown strong, sovereign, I have grown free

It's getting heavier. My mind's getting lighter.

---BURNT TO ASHES---

1. See Through My Skin

I can see through my own skin
and I don't like what I see
Something's out of place
and I cant' heal myself

see through my skin
help me feel again
see through my skin
see the worst of me

I can bleed through my skin
I have no shame to hold it in
My blood's not my own
Even you can't save me now

see through my skin
see the worst of me
see through my skin
I try to hold this one in..
I try to hold this one in..

2. 5.30 a.m.

I feel you, the beast in me
Hiding there under my skin
I know you're there
Behind my eyes
Waiting for the moment I break

Lurking and waiting
Disgusting being
Fear and loathing
Under my skin

It bleeds out like wine
I know I promised to keep it in
But all my barriers are collapsing
I'm falling deeper down within

Under the open sky..

3. Starstruck

I stare at the dead stars

Explosions long gone
Expanding universe at large
Ever felt this small?
Standing on the cliffs of eternity...

They get further away
Little by little they escape
further away...

I stare at the dead sky
Isolated for eternity
No more lights to reach our sight
Ever felt this hopeless inside?
Falling into the motionless dark

4. Spinelight
 
5. Kun Mä Kuolen

Kun mä kuolen...
Laskekaa mut sinne
missä muutkin on
Rakkaitten luo
Kun mä kuolen...

This Town

This town smells of rain and basswood
This town sounds like broken glass
This town's like every town should
The stench of violence lingers in the air
This town is the home for homeless
It's the safe haven for those who gave up
It's the liqour-soaked harbor of has-beens
Endless sea of short cuts and dead ends.

This town is full of bad memories
How the barkeeper got shot in that street corner
How the bouncer got stabbed, how that child was ran over
By some drunk driver who had got tired of beating his wife

This town smells of blood and amphetamine
This town sounds like burning cigarette
This town sure is like no other place
Self-disgust has stained it's name
But still this town keeps me in it's grip
It's been my home for six long years
And it has been my safe haven
My excuse for everything

This town is full of bad memories
How they kept the thiefs and shot the harlots
How they caught the prostitutes from the beauty parlors
No more happy endings, I guess, can be found around this town

Satunnaisia juttuja junamatkalta

Pimeydellä ei ole mikään kiire.
Se tietää, että me kaikki tulemme hukkumaan siihen
Meistä jokainen sulkee silmänsä valolta
Meistä jokainen unohtaa hengittää sisään
Meistä jokainen suljetaan kannen alle
Pimeään.





Pelkkää tyhjää.
Ei mitään muuta
Minun olemassaoloni
Vain muutaman olotilan summa
Joka raukeaa tyhjiin
Valuu maahan
Luhistuu itseensä
Kuristuu omaan mahdottomuuteensa
Hirttäytyy ihanteisiinsa
Minun olemassaoloni
Ainoa mikä on pahempaa kuin sen loppuminen
Olisi sen ikuinen jatkuminen
Loputon kasvu, aina suuremmaksi
Kunnes olisin niin suuri
Etten näkisi teistä enää ketään.

Elämä on liikettä ulospäin, 
räjähtelyä ja räiskymistä
Kasvua ja kauneutta
Rajallista lihaisaa iloa
Kuolema vetää meidät takaisin sisään
Lämpimään maahan
Maatuvaan multaan
Hämärtyvän illan taa.

Cut To Fit - Havoc Supreme

I CONSUMER-GATHERERS

Endless pollution
Underestimation of human mind
Consumer-friendly
Whatever happened to hunters?

We became gatherers
We became merchants
We became customers
We became consumers

Life lost in the lies
Lies they feed us
With every blink of an eye
Learn to live the sacrifice
Learn to let go, learn to die.

II THE RAPE

We are committed to turn a blind eye
Every time we see a victim cry

Slip it in and rape the child
A slap on the wrist and a kiss goodbye
If you're a cop you won't do time
If it's not the first you can always lie

Not to mention these nameless priests
Who are protected by the church's need
To wash all bloodstains of it's cocks
And smile politely while the victims blame themselves!

No more blame and guilt for your sake
I won't let you get away with the rape!

III INWARMATION

We open ourselves up
To find deeper meanings
But instead we just find
The endless mass of vipers to feed!

Have you seen the internet?
It's just an all out war.

And words lose their meanings
They're being buried under egos
And everyones at war
With enemies they don't even know!

IV CRUSHING INSECTS pt.1

Politicians - like insects
Devouring what they can
I come back at them
with a swapper in my hand

Who's laughing now?

V ADDICTED TO WAR

Blood!
Writes the course of our history
Endless victory march on our yard
Life itself remains concealed in mystery
Still it's end always catches us off guard

Addicted to...War
No time for compassion
No place for peace
Industrial war runs every fucking thing
No sense of pride at all

VI SILVOTTU TOTUUS

Mitä meille kerrotaan ja miten se sanotaan.
Mitä pois jätetään ja miksi niin tehdään.

Silvottu totuus, silmillesi tuodaan
Leikelty todellisuus mieleesi luodaan
Silvottu totuus on kaikki mitä saadaan
Leikelty todellisuus mielesi lamauttaa

Jotta et tajuaisi ajatella
Jotta et kaipaisi vastauksia!

(A song about media control and cencorship that paralyzes all knowledge)

VII YOUTUBERCULOSIS

Striving towards the spot
Of fame and recognition
We're collectively infected
By this v-log generation

We're just like old radios
Tuned to the same bullshit frequency

Our world is sealed shut
By the lack of communication
We're inbred and so meaningless
More wired than our machines

Our minds forced to believe our eyes
They are blasting us with complete bullshit

Just remember:
In this global web
We are but flies
And the spider's still out there
Lurking in the shadows
Playing his secret tunes
Staying out of sight.

VIII EDUSTUKSELLINEN BYROKRATIA

Kansakunta pyristelee kuolonkorinoissaan
Oma napa täyteen ja työtöntä turpaan
Hallitus korjaa uutiset väärät
Kultaisen takin taskut tyhjää täynnä

Edustuksellinen byrokratia- sinulla on vapaus valita kahleet
Edustuksellinen byrokratia- sinulla on vapaus valita

Tämä dodon tie meidät sukupuuttoon vie
Eristys ja viha pitää meidät vihaisina
Viha puolestamme äänestää ja päättää
Kuka seuraavaksi saa meitä kusettaa

Nielet mitä vaan ne suuhus paskantaa
Elät unelmaa, mutta et omaas
Pelkäät häpeää ja naapurisi vihaa
Orwell kääntyy haudassaan ei taida naurattaa!

(representative bureaucracy, A song about our society that is ruled by guilt and shame
We're living someone else's dreams and expectations, constantly sacrificing ourselves
"for the greater good".)

IX ENEMY OF ANY BUSINESS

Keep your fucking dollars to yourselves
We're not obligated to be your slaves

You don't own us, no one will
This as far as your bullshit flies
There was music before business
This is the death your music industry

Keep your copy rights, we know what's ours
Your law-term warfare has been outdone

This is the end of your music business.

X WORKING CLASS ZERO

Machines make the most beautiful sound
Industrial music in factory lounge
Exhausted slaves make new notes every day
Playing the chords of humiliation

In this inhumane race
Not a single person remains
The machines take your place

Working class zero
Pounds his life
Through the nothingess he feels
To become something he will never be
Until one day..
Hammers come down!

XI TOO SLOW

Spending your time
In search of your own place
Educating yourself
To fit the world in constant change

How did it come to this?
We're getting old before we're even born
Technocratic society
Worshipping the god of economic growth

XII SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST

Too fucking stupid to get my point
Stuck in your stubborn ideals
Survival of the fittest
Long lost dream of stupidity

Neo-nazi scum should find their place in chambers!

XIII NOIDANKEHÄ

Puku päällä huorat meiltä maan alta myy
Euroopan Unelmille aina rahaa löytyy
Parlamentti sirkuksena on ja pysyy
Vasen käsi harhauttaa ja oikea varastaa

Mikään ei muutu
Kukaan ei herää
Yhä lampaat jonottaa
Teurasauton perään

Aikansa renki kerää hampaitaan kadulta
Väkivalta yltyy eikä ketään enää kaduta
Lama tuli takaisin, se on ja pysyy
Seuraavakin sukupolvi sopivasti pilalla.

(We had parlament elections last year, presidential elections this year
And this song is a slap on the wrist for those who think they'll make a change
by voting. Nothing will change, no one will wake up. The sheep are still in lines
Waiting for their turn to get butchered. The name is translated as Vicious Circle.)

XIV DECISIONS

Corruption runs
All parts of our society
This is not freedom
and it sure as fuck is not democracy

Sticking feathers up your ass
Does not make you a fucking chicken
Shoving restrictions down slaves throat
Does not set him free

To root this evil..
We must make some decisions!


XV RELIGIOUS LEA$H

Mutilating your mind
Through destruction of your "self"
I have grown so sick
Of someone else setting up the values
I'm in a constant war
With stupidity in organized religions

Sexual abuse, disolving the self
The threat of violence, always on the edge
Humiliation, unseen dismemberment of human mind

Religion is an opiate
We're the replacement therapy

XVI TULI

Mielikuvamainontaa
Kaikki tämä kuvottaa
Jokainen kuvaa kumartaa
Ruudun eessä jumittaa!

Tyhjennä mielesi, hyväksy orjuus!
Ota vastaan siunaus, joka kiroukseksi muuttuu!

Valheita!
Valheita!
Valheita!
Valheita!
Valheita!

Auki revityt silmät huutavat
Kun tuli polttaa verkkokalvoilla
Totuus palaa näkemykseksi
Ruostuu mielipiteeksi

Tuli polttaa kaiken.
Tuli vapauttaa.

( A song about commercialism, viral marketing, and lies.
Our opinions are always infected with some company's opinions, we're
walking commercials and everyone's selling something
The last two lines are a pyromaniac's wet dream of change, how fire will wipe
everything clean, it will set us free and make way for the new beginning.)

Cut To Fit - Suck on This!, NATO

V Suck On This

Burning Bottles Fly
Drag The freedom across the sky
Can't you see the change
Bashing your head against the fence

Molotovs tell you this:
"We won't take your powertrips,
We won't swallow what you shit,
Suck on this!"

VI North American Terrorist Organization

Policing the globe
That's being beaten to the ropes
And while you desolate their homes
Victim's last chance is his own bomb

Terror! Is what you stand for
Terror! Is what you claim to fight
Terror! Is your weapon of choice
Terror! Now you're in control

Now it secures the north
By reachin into our government's core
Dumb people just comply
As long as they lead, you will stay blind
And only thing you can trust: they lie.
We have seen this dozens of times
And we are the parasites?
These fucking leeches should be buried alive!

Terror! Is what you stand for
Terror! Is what you claim to fight
Terror! Is your weapon of choice
Terror! Now you're in control


Welcome to the land of the free
Where the few rejoice while thousands bleed!

It's all fun and games

The lawyers hustle and the hustlers get life
They're taken to jail from their little wives
It's all just fun and games for serpents
Circus maximus of modern times
It doesn't matter if you committed crimes or not
You're still doing time if your guy can't mime
the courthouse games like the other guy.
It's fun and games till someone dies
It's fun and games till someone dies

The liars whore and the whores are trapped
Under the ice that makes us choose our craft
What you do is who you are
And that does not make you too high on their ranks
It doesn't matter what you chose to do
You're always a whore as long as you're hooked
On any drug you choose to abuse.
It's fun and games till someone dies
It's fun and games till someone dies

And when the game is over you realize
It was not worth all your time
Something strange has changed in your eyes
You are trapped inside your own mind.