Clayman

CD Nuclear Blast - 2000

01.  Bullet Ride
02.  Pinball Map
03.  Only For The Weak
04.  ...As The Future Repeats Today
05.  Square Nothing
06.  Clayman
07.  Satellites And Astronauts
08.  Brush The Dust Away
09.  Swim
10.  Suburban Me
11.  Another Day In Quicksand
12.  Strong And Smart*
13.  World Of Promises**
*трэк издавался на японской версии альбома и на переиздании альбома 2004 года (кавер на песню шведской панк-группы No Fun At All),
**трэк издавался только на переиздании альбома 2004 года
(кавер на песню шведской метал-группы Treat).

                     


01. Bullet Ride

Do you feel anything at all?
Do you hear steps at the door?
Do you reckon the smell of....?
It's life - the the dark that binds you.

Chorus:

    Frigthened by your own smell.
    Bitternes will run you through.

    Silent screaming,
    Turning, twisting the alphabet.
    Frantic eyes,
    Awaiting the answer.
    Splinters of a poem
    Fragments of what you used to be
    Habitual and gullible
    Run-down memoirs is all that's left.

Do you wish to sleep?
Do you aim for the shadow?
Do you feel infected?
It's life-the the dark that binds you.

Chorus.

It's the cowardice that puls you under,
And takes you to the end, where it begins.
Release, the world is waiting on your arrival.
Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride.

Do you know about atrocity?
Do you that everbody's gone?
Do you know that you're on your own?
It's life-the the dark that binds you.

Chorus.

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02. Pinball Map

As I aim for that bright white day
Conflict serum is my aura
It seems that life's so fragile
I guess I'll fly some other time.

I lack from superhighway thoughts
Won't live as long as the city lights
Soaked by underwater times
Electric splash on a midnight drive.

Chorus:

    Wish I could rape the day,
    Just something radical
    Lost the sense of sweet things
    Who's gonna take me widely?

    Guided by the pinball map
    The driver, still unknown, still to me.
    Who was sent to glorify?
    Before we injected this common pride.

Sometimes I don't belong
Release me from your world
Pacified by the small things in life
I wait for earthquakes to rearrange.

Never been able to use the force
I only have it read to me
Despite all the misguided faith
(Maybe) I'll find a place in this mess.

Chorus.

Early morning moments
A glimpse of joy
But soon it's over and I return to dust
As I try to be
Everything and everyone
I waste away.

Chorus.

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03. Only For The Weak

I can't tolerate your sadness,
Cause it's me you're drowning.
I won't allow any hapiness,
Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so guilty...

Am I forced to have any regret?
I've become the lie, beutiful and free
In my righteous own mind,
I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me.

Chorus:

    Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak,
    No need for sympathy, the misery that is me.
   
I've lost the ability to paint the clouds
cause it's me you're draining
I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark day
cause everytime you run, I fall behind.

And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man, here I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie.

Chorus:

    Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak,
    No need for sympathy, the misery that is me.
    Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak,
    On bleeding knees I accept my fate.    (x3)

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04. ...As The Future Repeats Today

There's no place that still remains
Just deserted space all left in grey
Why did we lose, the knowledge of time?
Is this the price, the hell we pay?
The poisoned fear known to man.
Is he who try to find his path,
The collective force blaming you.
"This is day we split in half".

Thrown to the gallow, forgotten and sore
Sworn to be different in what way I can.
The sultry taste that is special to me,
Is the last gleeful glimpse of a bitter man.

Chorus:
 
    Down and troubled, in search for better days
    Back to the beginning, I'm at the end
    All my time, compressed to itching moments
    As the future repeats today.

So impressed, lost the faith in all I had
Broken down, I'm on my way to be dissolved

The hopes and prays of things to come
I've lost them all with glory
Urgent to aim for that short-lived joy
I see gold in all that lies before me.

And so we ignore the beggers cup
Praise your act in the Grand Finale
Teach the unborn the winners sign
A welcome grin to the world Royal.

Chorus.

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05. Square Nothing

For all the times you left me bleeding
Clouded, weakend by the haze
Cut of my pride, enough to forgive
Reconcile, back to square nothing

It seems I lost my direction
Don't have the strenght to let it slip
Have no desire for the shore
Just let me play here for some time

Chorus:

    Spent some quality time with the demon of mine
    He said "I like the way you struggle but you know I'm here to win"

Is this how I want to spend my days?
Shadowed, it fears me, my utopia.
Try to find some peace to destroy,
These are my sins, I'm heading to fall.
Never understood though I accepted
All the weakness that I discover
You gave me a place to hide and lost the key
Drowend my head just to see it sink.

Chorus:

    Spent some quality time with the demon of mine
    He said "I like the way you struggle but you know I'm here to win"
    Spent some quality time with my borrowed smile
    The gleam is replaced, rip me open and erase me

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06. Clayman

Your self control makes me feel alone
I've tried confidence, had it for breakfast today
I've lost the perfection, a mess without words
As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore
The image I project - me without me
The picture that I scanned is borrowed.

After the education you stopped making sense to me
Seems to me that it's all the same, time and time again
Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie
To aim and miss, my supernatural art
Spending to much time with myself
Trying to explanin who I am.

Chorus:

    How come it's possible,
    I wish there was a way.
    I feel so invinsible,
    I'm the sculpture made out of clay.

I need someone to break the silence,
Before it all falls apart
I need something to cling onto,
Before I break you in parts.

So afraid of what you may think
And all the plastic people that surrounds me.
I have to find the path to where it all begins
To teach the world my supernatural art.

Chorus.

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07. Satellites And Astronauts

Since the day of my departure
I've been stumbling through reality
I play my symphony in reverse
In search for that special path.

Be gentle to the tear in this I
Lonesome arms, lost its wings again.

Chorus:

    Buy me a trip to the moon
    So I can laugh at my mistakes
    I can see the end from here
    From this perspective it looks kind of silly
    Satellites and astronauts
    Tell me there are greater things ahead.

Make me feel like a man
A silent cry from the middle of hell
I - the irony - I promise, I'll be mature
So please, invite me to your shelter again.

Been hiding since I heared "never"
Take me back to yesterday, I need to grow.

Chorus. (x2)

Steal my mask and make me pay
I need a new skin
I'm going insane.

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08. Brush The Dust Away

In the most desolate corner
A bad case of the urban blues
Another brick in the living shadow
All inhale the downward spiral.

Hey, get in line for tragic
Let us dance to the pistol magic
Just aim and end another
But think, as I rape your mother.

Another player joins the table
Who I can or cannot trust
When do we get assigned?
Pure and precious with bad intensions.

Hey, come and join the show
All the cameras are ready to go
Just aim and end another
But think, as I rape your mother.

A single step - a garbled life,
Where's the profit?
Your rage - the pain,
Will it all be worth it?

Chorus:
  
    Genetic, it seems to be....
    Abandon, the mass ideal.
    We think we're in control then we become the things we hate
    Lets re-unite and brush the dust away.

Obtain a prosperous future
And the admiration of all.
Act in "the sensations" media hour
All inhale the downward spiral.

Chorus.

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09. Swim

As we build a brand new planet,
Lets reconstruct and get it straight.

Unlock forgotten skills
Travel to a new dimension
Souls from the dark seduction
(Take heed), we are the new invention.

We're the settlers of year zero,
Lets reconstruct and take it back.

Chorus:

    Leaders of our time
    Heading for a downfall
    The threshhold of revolution
    (Take heed)The last freedom call.

    Blanked out fire etched on the chrystal display,
    The sees are deep
    You better swim
    Don't go numb.
    Collect the word, add some gold and give it back,
    The sees are deep
    You better swim
    Don't go numb.

From a thousand branches
Spreading the new voice.

As we're heading for the throne
Connect, evolution will begin.

Chorus.

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10. Suburban Me

The self-inflicted state of mind
A one-man struggle beneath the tower
I think the clock still exist
God just forgot to tap my shoulder.

I woke up today
I wish I felt something
The odour of my apathy
Just might be true.

Chorus:

    I wan't to be the things I see
    The pilgrim that is me,
    But I know I ain't that free
    The suburban that is me.

Spirits rise and miss the eye
Covered by the stench of judgment
As gods reflection test my pride
I serve the failure that's haunting me

Twisted visions toturing
Who claims to be the one?
That filtered smile
Just might be true.

Chorus.

"On half-speed, tonight I suffer
Satisfaction brings the unheeded"

Can you hear the message,
as I wrestle with the clouds?
I'm on the way to succumb,
It just might be true.

Chorus:

    I wan't to be the things I see
    The pilgrim that is me,
    I wan't to be the things I see
    The suburban that is me.
    But I know I ain't that free.

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11. Another Day In Quicksand

The other side of the platinum door,
Another day in quicksand.
Still feel close to nowhere
I hope this is the right way.

How come you see me as an enemy?
We just think in different words.

Chorus:

    I see beuty in dead flowers
    I let the tide show me what's next
    But all you do is fade away.

There's no shame in being the fool ,
I've been to places you'll never find.
The empty plate that you call home,
Won't bring glimmer to future years.

By myself, staring into space,
You're just bored of the silence it makes.

Chorus. (x4)

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12. Strong and Smart
(originally by No Fun At All)

One lie was all it took everything ended right there
You didn't seem to care,
One lie I walked away weight on my shoulders was heavy
Barrel to my head.

Chorus:

    Will you give me a good excuse,
    Will you let me die right here and now ?
    I can't think of another way,
    But I'm open to any good advice.
    Everything is falling apart
    Trying hard to be strong and smart.

One day was all it took,
Start to get back on my feet heart begin to beat.
One week I'm feeling great dancing around in the street
Feeling young and free.

Chorus.

    Will you give me a good excuse,
    Will you let me die right here and now ?
    I can't think of another way,
    But I'm open to any good advice.

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13. World of promises
(originally by Treat)

They come from a land were the sun don't shine,
Running away from the cold.
They travel so far in the name of love
Hoping the dreams will come true.

Walking the way through endless fields
Trying to make it together.
Troubled within ever sinking kiss
Just like the full to fall in love
And they will give anything
Just to be free from the pain
And they won't surrender.

Chorus:

    Living in a world of promises,
    Living in a world of dreams and hopes,
    Living in a world of promises.    (x2)

Lost in the city wondering why
No one will open the door
It's more to the truth than meets the eye
Something they all felt before
And they will give anything
Just to stand tall once again
And they won't surrender

Chorus.

In the tan of the nigh can hear them crying
Out for a life to hol on to
Somebody knows were the answers lying
Wait for your trails and don't let go.

Chorus. (x2)

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