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Front Line Assembly
Front Line Assembly


Информация
Откуда Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Жанры Electronic Body Music
Electronic
Post-Industrial
Electro-industrial
Годы 1986—н.в.
Лейблы Metropolis Records
См. также Conjure One
Cyberaktif
Delerium
Equinox
Intermix
Left Spine Down
Noise Unit
Pro-Tech
Synæsthesia
Will
Skinny Puppy
Состав
Chris Peterson
Bill Leeb
Jeremy Inkel
Jared Slingerland
Jason Bazinet
Бывшие участники
Jed Simon
Devin Townsend
Adrian White
Michael Balch
Rhys Fulber
Jeff Stoddard
Jason Filipchuk
Glen Reely
Greg Reely
Jason Hagen
Craig Joseph Huxtable



Альбом Front Line Assembly


Improvised Electronic Device (22.06.2010)
22.06.2010
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Stupidity (Featuring Al Jourgensen)
10.
Downfall
11.
Day Of Violence (*)
12.
Attack The Masses (*)
. . .


No Future No Life
No Sunshine No Rights
No Possessions No Sight
No Expression FINAL FIGHT

The anger I feel,
rips through my veins,
this hate and delusion
drives me insane.

Beg for mercy
Beg for strife
Beg for tomorrow
Beg for sight

WAR, a call to arms
WAR, beat the drums
WAS, a call to arms
WAR, beat the drums

No Future No Life
No Sunshine No Rights
No Possessions No Sight
No Expression FINAL FIGHT

. . .


Rows and rows of crosses
standing in the sand
statues of the fallen
watching over the land
The tombs of unknown soldiers
lays tilted in decay
another year passes
on remembrance day.

There's a hole in the sky
I've got blood running in my eye
I'm exposed to forged attrition
a battle cry for remission
The smoke filled air burns my hair
filled with toxic nerve despair
there no way to get back
another order to attack.

Kampfbereit in der Zeit (ready for combat in time)
Kammeraden dürfen wir nicht vergessen (we must not forget our comrades)
Die Blumen liegen auf seinem Körper (the flowers are laying on his body)
Das Requiem für den Letzten (A requiem for the last one)

Rows and rows of crosses
standing in the sand
statues of the fallen
watching over the land
The tombs of unknown soldiers
lay tilted in decay
another year passes
on remembrance day.

The unforgiven run at night
aiming with their rifle sights
they give their all when they're called
to save the masses, to take the fall.
it's sad, but true, it never ends
the constant conflict. without amends
the final struggle from within.
will end up with out misery.

Kampfbereit in der Zeit (ready for combat in time)
Kammeraden dürfen wir nicht vergessen (we must not forget our comrades)
Die Blumen liegen auf seinem Körper (the flowers are laying on his body)
Das Requiem für den Letzten (A requiem for the last one)

The good, the bad, it's all sad
Nothing left but a body bag

There's a hole in the sky
I've got blood running in my eye

Kampfbereit in der Zeit (ready for combat in time)
Kammeraden dürfen wir nicht vergessen (we must not forget our comrades)
Die Blumen liegen auf seinem Körper (the flowers are laying on his body)
Das Requiem für den Letzten (A requiem for the last one)

Kampfbereit in der Zeit (ready for combat in time)
Kammeraden dürfen wir nicht vergessen (we must not forget our comrades)
Die Blumen liegen auf seinem Körper (the flowers are laying on his body)
Das Requiem für den Letzten (A requiem for the last one)

Kampfbereit (ready for combat)
Kampfbereit (ready for combat)
Kampfbereit (ready for combat)

. . .


Fuel is running, fuel is coming,
fuel is running down my face.
The line, the line,
the line is drawn in the sand.
It won't be long,
we have to be strong
before they drop
the final bomb.

Human target identified,
neurotic psychotic,
mutated spies.
We've got to make a stand,
we've got to kill the man.
Tonight is when we go,
tonight is when things
BLOW!

Full throttle ahead,
I think we're already dead,
the night is here,
I feel clear,
I don't feel my head.

. . .


Crawling through these
streets at night,
can't stand looking at the lights.
Voices ringing, in my head,
should I keep living, or playing dead.

As I watch this life disappear,
salvation is my only fear
underneath it all has to end,
echoing sounds of hell never end.

The endless void of slime and grief,
there's no sign of release.
As the heavens begin to fail,
in the sewers we all prevail.

There is no hope as we decay
our final memories start to fray.

As I watch this life disappear,
salvation is my only fear
underneath it all has to end,
echoing sounds of hell never end.

Release me from this burning halo
there is no lifeline in the darkest hour
and there is no savior for absolute power.

. . .


mindless human faith
lays naked there to waste
neurotic choking eyeballs
fuels paranoid crazed cells
slide into darkness, slither down the shaft
slide into darkness, slither down the shaft of hell

movements mirror his subjects
shifting through the lens
dirty shadows dissipate
dissolve into myself
slide into darkness, slither down the shaft of hell

sterilize all contact points
inhale if you want to breathe
dirty poison oxygen, delivers shiva need
sterilize all contact points
inhale if you want to breathe

sterilize all contact points
inhale if you want to breathe
dirty poison oxygen, delivers shiva need
sterilize all contact points
inhale if you want to breathe

sterilize all contact points
inhale if you want to breathe
dirty poison oxygen, delivers shiva need
sterilize all contact points
inhale if you want to breathe

body parts bleached
amputated feelings
fluid core dismembered
dissolved into abyss

. . .


Burn,
burn all
the icons
burn,
burn all
the idols
burn,
burn all,
effigies.

Death,
death to democracy.
Hail,
hail to hypocrisy.

Laws of deception,
laws to control,
laws to crush,
people down below.
I don't want
your hate,
I don't want
your fate,
I don't want
your tears,
to penetrate.
Flowers lay
upon his grave.
I don't want
to be your
religious slave.
Yesterday's hero
is tomorrow's fool,
crowned by glory,
to be ridiculed.

Take,
take back the land,
make, make,
make a final stands.
Spread,
spread the disease.
Take,
take the
parliament please.

Laws of deception,
laws to control,
laws to crush,
people down below.
I don't want
your hate,
I don't want
your fate,
I don't want
your tears,
to penetrate.
Flowers lay
upon his grave.
I don't want
to be your
religious slave.
Yesterday's hero
is tomorrow's fool,
crowned by glory,
to be ridiculed.

. . .


One voice, one world,
it's time the masses are heard.
Severe attacks paralyzed flesh,
faint chance, public unrest.

Poison globe corpse decay,
no final message, pressure wave.
No fading signal, what's done is done.
Grap your weapons and start to run.

A torrent cloud
of massive gray,
rains down terror
of chemical pain.
This lifeless city,
dissolves in rust,
no life forms left,
what happened to us?

The future is now,
there's no way back,
internal bleeding,
generic crack despair
and sickness is
all we have,
no more illusion,
of fighting back.

One voice, one world,
it's time the masses are heard.
Severe attacks paralyzed flesh,
faint chance, public unrest.

A torrent cloud
of massive gray,
rains down terror
of chemical pain.
This lifeless city,
dissolves in rust,
no life forms left,
what happened to us?

. . .


No color on this face of death
No shadow falls on his last breath
What are we fighting for?

No more devotion in his eyes
No longing moments no one goodbyes
What are we fighting for?

Too many loads in one place
Too many souls lay here to blaze
What are we fighting for?

Send this signal from above
Is it life?
Is it love?
What do you see?

Is that hope?
Is that air?
No more despair
When will we be free?

Shall no one live for other's life
Now dies in front of my own eyes
What are we fighting for?

Tell memories of a crippled fool
No legacy, but life's so cruel
What are we fighting for?

Too many loads in one place
Too many souls lay here to blaze
What are we fighting for?

Send this signal from above
Is it life?
Is it love?
What do you see?

Is that hope?
Is that air?
No more despair
When will we be free?

Once I had this final plan
Now I don't know where I stand
What will be will be

Drown to this final line
As the blood runs through my mind
So much off to see

The memories
Fade away
Out of Afterlife

. . .

Stupidity (Featuring Al Jourgensen)

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Downfall

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Day Of Violence

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Attack The Masses

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