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REACH FOR THE BURNING

by DOGS OF IRE

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we're not your happy global village we're not your peace-train for you to ride in vain we are beyond your nightmare so beautiful the skin we keep don't tell me how to we rise with verve so beautiful the skin we keep beware the neutral, the faint the gutless and spineless among us this is our garden we are the fruits that thrive and we shall ride with style motherfuckers yeah! we got your anglo-saxo privilege buried in a hole to shit on we never need the praise of fools
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move me shake me with a tight grip grab a hold of me wake me and and up this shit is getting old aren't you tired of being in boxes? or do you make them for everyone else? lets start our own fire but this time, forever so move me shake me re-enforce my direction these chords can't do it by themselves if not now, then not tomorrow may we never have to waste another day again
3.
these are the pieces of our entwining lives foaming at the mouth reaching for the burning but there's something inside this same room we share encircling embrace whats left of your dream scream the powers above us these rooms turn to grave but these graves are not all we know there must be better homes than this a thousand treated broken and today its goodbye kyoto
4.
fire in the belly passion in the heart break me from this mechanic cocoon of unconscious history there's a drying well for every king of the hill that savors the illusion of western dreams what's your function? what's your definition of being a man? ah man, im so confused false images in front of my eyes one thing i know for sure we've all got to change our minds numb the brain and flex the muscle adult-distorted schoolyard hustle what burns inside is culturally hated this fire spreads wild this fire, we've created the centuries of fire in the belly born into this brotherhood with no understanding of who i am destroy this growing fear of failure, of losing, of letting go suffocate the urge eradicate the roots of drowning by this patriarchal stranglehold "empty your cup" this fire spreads wild
5.
dangling by our demons taking comfort in drought my mind still breathes so my hands must shape and find a way to fill whats empty i waste my time slowly dying i watch the wasted watch and waste my mind still breathes so my hands must shape and find a way sick of watching, and always waiting for the first move sick of being sick a hundred reasons to quit and to give up is a thousand more the exit will happen but lest not leave like this
6.
it should feel better knowing that to every down there is an up and that the schedule that is planned out before us is the same lie that will bury us it should feel better knowing there is a world out there beyond this one we've grown to hate it's never too late to discover when the party's over no one gives a fuck about you we tear each other apart and burn what is left of the pieces like dogs full of ire i hope we know better
7.
living in this town make my eyes bleed this town fills my lungs with ashes this town makes my skin crack wide open where do you hide in valley of death like this one? underblack skies felling breathing mastering the art of forgetting living in this town dulls my spirits this town keeps my soul always searching this town actually has postcards this town has killed everything i've createdwhere do you hide in valley of death like this one? underblack skies felling breathing mastering the art of forgetting to leave under black skies help me remember
8.
we bear the lashes to one day crack the white to endure countless brash demands obedient eyes and compliant hands bend will backs and twist will minds for this routine we must love to swallow we bear the lashes to one day crack the whip petty tyrants indulge in grinding us this we stack the hours but come up short when we cash in we bear the lashes to one day crack the white we bear the lashes to one day so that one day maybe one day we can crack the whip as ceiling leak pours will seat we proceed to forget there breathes some life beyond all of this
9.
i felt the eyes of faithful good-old-boys there grows a longing for a master race as business suits now replace white robes white hoods unveil a colgate smiling face we never learn, never learn, never learn that as quick to repeat is as quick to forget we never learn, never learn, never learn to shatter the frame of mind thats been set you think you got it good in california? don't stray too far... you'll find a noose around your neck your civil rights are just a bedtime story when you awake you'l feel the wrath of your neglect we never learn, never learn, never learn to shatter the farm of mind that's been set tie the noose for camera and smile for the history books that are never read and never felt until it's you that's been left to hang
10.
the weight of gloom will not get lighter anchored to failure in a glass case to drown walls can laugh as loud as one can scream break the down burn them down dance on the ashes blood spilled for peace in this polished machine silence is bleak.. trapped.. malignant defeat surrounds wall can laugh as loud as one can scream break them down burn them down dance on the ashes why he same ole stories for the same damned people? in a world against you against me wretched and seething let's light this motherfucker up to wrestle demons, fighting silent bloody wars while this souls wasteland rots delusional indoors walls can laugh as loud as one can screambreak them down burn them down dance on the ashes like the thousands who have paved our way and smiled at fear in the face these are my heroes
11.
round up this waste of human cattle the mangled flesh of serbia's fences the million family corpses in iraqi trenches uranium bleeds the water from the bombs of abundance undesirable and hated these graves shake restless western roots run through the earth spilling blood scoop up the mile high carcasses of sudan the 30,000 slaughtered in nicaragua 500,000 destroyed in indonesia this is our platform for privilege undesirable and hated these graves shake restless western roots run through the earth spilling blood of the innocent round up this waste of human cattle erase these lives so that we may prosper blood spills may the market flourish blood spills please make the market flourish america scream "love it or leave it baby!" india, palestine, philippines, yemen, columbia, zaire, lebanon, panama, vietnam, honduras, afghanistan, korea, chile, angola, guatemala, combodia, syria, peru, somalia, mexico, grenada, libysa, haiti, mozambique, cube, east timor, el salvador in blood

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released June 1, 2003

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Ethospine Noise Riverside, California

ETHOSPINE NOISE is a DIY project that spawned form disappointment and disgust. Since 2001 we’ve recycled our direction into enthusiasm and appreciation through a collection of music with friends. Thanks for listening.

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