Prisoners Of The Flock

by The Weight

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1.	Born From The Spear 02:29	lyrics
The lucky few are buried quick Screaming in braille, and echo turned thick A holy man, A gun in hand Whatever they want the blood Will still soak the sand Swift feet now upon burning ground Bury your head and swallow your heart Able, willing, armed Oh my god, what the fuck have you done? Take hands of ones that make a fist And voters that you fear Desperate to heel Your silent obedient consent Still flooding the keel I’m closing my eyes in the hope that the torment and anguish it all goes away The centuries that swallowed the victims in time are written out of books on display How much more is there that we can take? And how much more should we give?
2.	Fundamentalist 02:30	lyrics
Fast the names to tragedy Disillusion scattering Let your survival Be their memorial I foresee a weakness in all of you The fact you hunt in packs Without a clue Snatch another narrow, minded, victim With a sleight of hand And come and get me, unrelenting So burn the faithless and praise the rest Cut and clean out With all that I’ve witnessed Would you be happy with me as me? Would you care if I ceased to breathe? I know I’m not meant for this world I know I’m not meant to say this but Would it be better if I just fucking died? Just die…die...die These scars of mine They long to bleed This is all that I can fucking handle And leave me out of the bullshit scandals Teach what you’ve been taught Read it one more time Certain to collapse
3.	Intro 01:41
4.	Impervious To Influence 02:15	lyrics
Give me back one inch of self-respect I represent the nature of thriving discontent Is this reflection in absolution with teething intuition? “I’ll stop at nothing to get what’s mine” Involving, infecting, all for one No knowledge of what is ensuing And one look, could mean your undoing The mobs and martyrs Short lives of the fastest The ones You would hope die Are put there to learn from Intentions they hide Pattern of error The failure to act Set this man on fire This man on fire They lend themselves to re-abuseBring the rain Bring the rain And stop me if you dare Take it with a caution As a man on fire A path of despair How much should I care? This weight is too much to bare I don’t think much of past or future This is now
5.	Repeat Offender 01:58	lyrics
For all of the hope left I see no more Keep your hands away from me I’m nothing like you Headfirst off a cliffs edge Which one will be next? Straightedge warriors that fade in time And heroes and harlots stay out of mind Homophobes and ghetto-thugs we see right through Slowly breaking the shoulders of all of you Am I shaking your attention span? I see a weak man, and you're scared man For trying to be just like the rest of them Lending all resentment Am I shaking your attention span? I see a weak man, and you're scared man For trying to be just like the rest of them Lend me all resentment
6.	Colour Blind Realist 03:54	lyrics
Call to mind all measure of man Call to mind where all began With desperate thirst and a luckless curse Facing the volley now which one comes first? The glamour is dead it divides us all Bad dreams in flight tonight Reader beware: inlaid cold dead stare Cynics calling “tread with care” And as we live for These moments we die for The rope holding our indulgence equals this: It will all begin to fray Rip the flesh, take the life Kill it once, kill it twice We lose these days on searching How an hour should be spent And the fading memories we own Aren’t worth the seeds we wished sewn No conscience left to betray Guess I live to die another day And ten out of ten people have you say Live today, think tomorrow Well, here I go, full head on collision Mad man at the wheel, embracing tradition Your turn to make amends at this Justify your actions to make way for countless more falls Colour all your twisted words Colour all your twisted words Colour all your twisted words Ones that do no good Desperate internal Nature so pure Desperate internal Incessant laugh at the ready I don’t feel like the limits have gained the respect due Its only the start When will they learn? The sky is on fire This land is a curse Mourning the sun Nothing to betray This is Valhalla And we are the slain A piss in the wind A drop in the ocean Have we all got Much more than we bargained? With all this hate What have we gained The stories of hardship The meek unattained What a glorious sight It’s a glorious sight What a glorious night It’s but a glorious night There’s nothing left here in his eyes The torment is fading away The life he knew turned to destruction Torment is fading away
7.	A Mortal Thought 02:59	lyrics
All my efforts pinned I see no way at all to win Resurrecting dead end paths Somewhere deep inside The hurting stops When I start to think And the moments dwelled on Drowned by drink Pacing back and forth I thought too much of what they think Let the knowledge fall The learned ones have yet to crawl Let the knowledge fall Locked away my mind The vault with hinges rusted shut I’m giving it all away at once But it’s coming back I thought I’d die with all that hate in my veins Cultivate aggression in your heart All that you will find is nothing but anger Forge submission in your mind All that you will feel is sadness and heartache Form follows function I wasn’t built to yield to confliction The rotting depths I have now surpassed it Fear is nothing if refused to consume it This time We rewind Gives way to an unfettered mind We waste too much borrowed time Don’t compare The cancer kills it's host and separates, then throws to the starved A clenched fist is as silent as a slit wrist
8.	Blunt Force Head Trauma 02:26	lyrics
I’m at my knees with this A chasm descends below And this catharsis runs through flood gates Out of estuaries course: unknown Never nights and things unseen Smoke holes in flames of kerosene My name is: “watch me turn and bite” And burn this nature obscene Head so high like everyone owes you Rope gagging for your fucking neck It's right before your gouged out eyes Be silent in peril and mind your step This is right before you It took a while to see I play the role of the victim Full of hate when I was sixteen This is right before you It was all I could see I play the role of the victim Full of hate when I was sixteen And you were nowhere to be seen Nowhere at all Always at your side When the cannibals made their cannon call When I turned you were gone When I turned you were gone When I turned you were gone Well, I fucking remember Let it be known. Every mouth talks Let them know it’s you I abhor And I sit and wonder: I still hate you
9.	Interlude 01:26
10.	Prisoners Of The Flock 03:44	lyrics
Fall asleep and fall short It won’t be long now I'll latch the door on us Unexpected guests to us Prisoners of the flock Would assimilate with ease Here they come to collect their living This shot’s from me to you Here they come to collect their living This shot’s from me to you So I better aim high and true And they’re fucking coming for you too Tear the flesh, tear it clean and good Better save the heart you want as food Hope everyone’s rotting/ doing well I won’t go back to this living hell The gnashing of teeth Was such a familiar sight Done living out those days Those days lived were fucking dire Move back Whatever makes for lost time An offer, this; a broken mind Whatever makes for lost time An offer, this; a broken mind Don’t you fucking back away Don’t shy from harm Because the more you do the less you become The defeated are farmed It’s too fucking bad Now witness what we had fall apart
11.	Predicatory Process 02:28	lyrics
They had us talking: graves, shovels The story that guides to what end The meaning eludes The message is crude And we're bored of the same old “fuck me” chants again This is the end of the line for the aimless A step to the edge your logic is worthless Towing the line, disrespecting the head Not stopping 'till even the hangman is dead Aftershave, Crew-cuts, Van-kids and Mosh-tricks Fleshies, Face-tatts, fashion guru Fuck-wits A man of your word when it takes a whole year To finish a sentence. Nothing here. Don’t these heads look great on silver-plates? Are you getting the picture yet? Who is to blame here? I'll first blame myself then on to the messenger Paying the price, life check, balance Don’t these heads look great on silver-plates? Are you getting the picture? Who is to blame here? I'll first blame myself, then you can count me out I'll threaten your very existence We out last We don’t forgive We don’t forget I’m your worst nightmare
12.	Hunter/Gatherer 03:36	lyrics
Back when every day was like winter And I was silent and still until the heart had froze The very air I breathed was a common concern For health I dealt with times that saw most stir Not so long ago I was like you Lift the veil for a chance to see My mind is gone so take what’s left of me Courting ghosts like transparency An empty glance eluding you and me Not so long ago I was like you All this time with inability to cope With all buried dreams and a harboured hope I don’t think that there is much to gain Naming things, I know, should not be named Close this heart and cut out my tongue Because love isn’t love if you don’t hurt someone I don’t think there is much to gain Naming things that should not be named There’s nothing left to concern yourself with When it comes on like a loaded gun The answer It you calls you in Stirring Inside Vicious In nature And haemorrhage At the sight And call me anything Anything but normal To never be alone

about

Released by Clarity Records on:
100 coloured vinyl (sold out)
200 black vinyl
500 CDs
All with pull-out artwork and liner notes.

Available at the Clarity Records Web-store.
clarityrecords.net/web-store/index.php?route=product/category&path=67

credits

released November 9, 2012

Vocals - Ben Juett
Guitar - Nick Yap
Guitar - Michael Farrell
Bass - Marcel Cuthbertson
Drums - James Roden

Recorded & Mixed by Jimmy Balderston @ Capital Sound
Mastered by Bill Henderson @ Azimuth Mastering