DISMEMBER "Death Metal" 1997 DISMEMBER IS: MATTI KˇRKI - Vocals DAVID BLOMQVIST - Lead Guitar ROBERT SENNEBˇCK - Rhytm guitar RICHARD CABEZA - Bass FRED ESTBY - Drums Viola da gamba on Mistweaver performed by: KEREN BRUCE. I. OF FIRE Music: D. Blomqvist, R. Cabeza. Lyrics: M. K„rki. The night erupts with the sound of small arms fire tracer rounds snakes through the air signal flares fly towards the sky prepare yourself for another assault I raise my gun and let lead fly living the horrors of war move 'em down left to right i've tasted blood now i want more Screams of pain echoes through the night as bullets find their targets mercilessly ripping through your flesh spraying intestines and bone all around Into our trench they fall The combat goes hand to hand In a killing frenzy i split someones head comrade or enemy i just dont care II. TRENDKILLER Music: F. Estby. Lyrics: F. Estby. Stab it or grab it instant the burning of choices you make follow prophetic turnings stinging the eyes out of every option go with the flow a hideous notion Would you dare to look hate in the eye kill yourself from within while living outside Strong will sedated grow weak and decapitated selfinflicted fall twisting the future 'round your neck by being a winner where losing is all I'm the trendkiller all out wrecking mindthriller I'm the trendkiller onetrack speeding spinechiller Embittered follower drink and keep on die for others III. MISANTHROPIC Music: R. Cabeza, F. Estby. Lyrics: M. K„rki. Since the dawn of time it has reigned supreme it's running through our veins a primal legacy Deep within a blackened heart The surge of raw aggression rages deep inside unavoidable instinct waiting to be free live for vengeance revel in violence in the heat of coflict hatred takes controll Embeded in our genes hate lay hidden blood is the trigger to the acts of the forbidden Supressing the rage within denying the inbred fire instead of using it right they kill their dark desires enforcing the ways ignorance of evil the only true emotion restrained in moral chains IV. LET THE NAPALM RAIN Music: F. Estby, M. K„rki. Lyrics: M. K„rki. Indoctrination since early youth murder of the free thinking mind religion the root of all evil the source of all suffering Deeper and deeper into the void across the wasteland of your mind lying to live, living their lie they make you betray your own kind Life of agony you have chosen your way self induced misery you are led astray The free will shall carry the day drop the bomb and wash the filth away let the napalm rain Step into the sickening light into ruins of heavenly might embide yourself in their moral vanity sell your soul to insanity Religion is an excuse for a lack of character something to fall back on when all else fails Islam, Hindu, Christianity it's all based on lies there is no key to paradise believe in yourself and all gods die V. LIVE FOR THE FEAR (OF PAIN) Music: D. Blomqvist, R. Senneb„ck, F. Estby. Lyrics: F. Estby Born without dying empty walk alone for a lifetime denied the spark of life forever missing a fear so vast it grows inside Soul bleeding never healing at the end of the day my spirit leaving Of all I own handful of a solid void what's left to give can't get rid of all this guilt blame myself for as long as I live Shadow of the former me reach for surface can't break free Blind, Cold, Bitter [sings "Desire" 1st time] from dreamfield to death wasted life on living suicidals see no reason for another breath Still forsaken hope all taken keep on feeding the nightmares within I see it clear still so tragic against frustration no one wins Sinking deep into depression suffering the weight of confession Upon the loss of a better fate laid out before me all pure hate VI. STILLBORN WAYS Music: F. Estby. Lyrics: F. Estby. In darkness embraced so dead still so near come walk towards trhe voices you fear let the impact of reality fade of what you dont believe how could you be afraid Rape the minds of generations to come forgiving is living revenge to some living ghost behind a spirit killing face stillborn ways of a mindfucking race Shape the twisted into never sleeping mourners of god die screaming no more forever weeping through hostile eyes never closing let me inside to live the religious decomposing Warped, deranged to see dying walls inside a kinddom not to be entries of fanatic delusions lose their way in the wheels of confusion VII. KILLING COMPASSION Music: R. Senneb„ck, F. Estby. Lyrics: F. Estby. Sick as can be twisting out of true explaining the feeling as insanity breaks through bringer of murder scenes architect of fear distorted, deranged the messages I hear Welcome to evil beyond the confines of rape, torture unordinary crimes spirit robbing firetalking story by the blade burning for violence and escalating hate Journey through a predators head no fucking rest 'til my enemies lay dead silence a screaming wall sanity drowning inside of it all believing is greatest pain as fucking twisted as god is insane compassion the first sence to die magic of murder a god given lie Repent to your saviour become what I create through symbolic actions i'm sealing your fate taking lead position in chain of command even Jesus Christ will die by my hand IIX. BRED FOR WAR Music: D. Blomqvist, F. Estby. Lyrics: M. K„rki. 300 years has passed time is ripe for return back to the holy lands where our souls yearn across the barren waste through the mists of space from sun to sun who will win the race We are bred for war heed the crusader call to claim the sacred prize the cradle of us all Like a sword we cut through occupied lands bringing justice and order to a lesser race we shall conquer you all and rule with an iron hand And then came the day of cursed Tukayiid where seven was gathered against a greater white only one met success through the firestorm We are bred for war hear the Ghostbear roar we are bred for supremacy fear the jaguar claws we breed to improve feel the Jadefalcons wrath we are bred for war we are bred for death IX. WHEN HATRED KILLED THE LIGHT Music: F. Estby, R. Cabeza. Lyrics: M. K„rki. A dark age has befallen man powernations gear up for war welcome to a time of death the eradication has begun eyes melt into their holes as they gaze at the brilliant light screaming in pain as life burns away engulfed in a fiery hell Strategic bombers, Missiles and Subs unleash their deadly load chemicals and bio-agents form lethal poison clouds The final conflict judgement time the day when hatred killed the light Winds of fire rage across earth and mankind cease to exist Feel the skin peel from your bones as the heatwave blows you away all that remains of all the victims is the shadows that's burnt into the walls A fire ridden wasteland is all thet's left where life once thrived nothing but ash remain X. CEREMONIAL COMEDY Music: F. Estby, D. Blomqvist. Lyrics: M. K„rki. Holyman the liar the madman and his call out on a crusade fishing for lost souls slimy holy snake selling false faith inject his lethal venom into weakened minds Like flies to shit they gather for mass approach the altar of madness let the ceremonial comedy begin live their life with their head up their ass Holyman with his bible deciever in disguise shields you from the truth with promises of paradise Blinded walk on the trail of lost souls insane minds bleeding for their saviour XI. SILENT ARE THE WATCHERS Music: D. Blomqvist, R. Cabeza. Lyrics: M. K„rki. If my wrath broke up tombs and swept away tresholds pushing broken old values into dark pits if my hate would blow rotten words to dust like a cleansing wind through moulding graves Then I could rejoice where gods lay entombed covered with the sands of time beside the keepers of a dying faith Silent are the watchers Even I would love the church if the sun watchers down through cracked domes on the worms below Silent are the watchers gargoyles of a glorious past perc hed upon their thrones in cold shadow cast across infinite reaches unto new morals away from this filthy domain XII. MISTWEAVER Music: D. Blomqvist, F. Estby. Lyrics: M. K„rki. I put the 9mm glock to your head and gently squeese the trigger blowing out your [fucking] brains on the wall in all kind of crazy figures So what are you gonna do now you piece of shit [you're such a fucking shit] how [fucking] stupid can a man be you've should have known better Weaving my world from the cord of your soul as i slowly fuck the bullet exit hole through the funeral mist I drag you to my temple dead yet so alive living in my dreams Nothing brings me greater joy than the memory of when I wiped that smile from your lips the look of horror in your eyes as I pulled out a gun and pointed it at your [fucking] face Produced by FRED ESTBY and DISMEMBER Engineered by FRED ESTBY Drums recorded by ANDERS LINDSTR™M. Recorded at SUNLIGHT STUDIOS Okt.-Dec. 96 by FRED ESTBY Mixed at SUNLIGHT STUDIOS Dec. 96-Jan. 97 by FRED ESTBY