There's salt in the air and it's windy
There's a man overboard starboard side
The captain puts out a mayday
I consume them within my tide
My waves are so green they're like envy
My depths are as deep as your sight
And if you stare into my darkness
All your guilt will come to light

The sea is empty, I've put it all inside of me
And if you turn me inside out
I'll drown this world without a doubt

The storm has died down and it's calm now
We lost many men to that wretch
Its blackness has never been known
Though many men have met its depths
We were much further out than we bargained
I fear we will never get home
As the sea begins to swell up
It wants to take us as its own

And when I fill up your lungs
Infect like pleurisy
And when you've served your purpose
I'll just leave you in the water.

Drowning unable, to keep myself stable
This currents abhorrent, it pulls me under
I wrap around you and fill up inside you
My liquid addicted I can't let you go
Many were taken and all were forsaken
Lost to a cold that is unforgiving
Drowning unable to keep myself stable
I take a last breath as she pulls me under

Filled with drugs and hate, I fucking hate this grim estate
Social deprivation and financial desperation
Rain stained grey walls and a penchant for a drunken fight
Nightmares round here are not saved only for the night

I. Live. Here.
I am becoming, why am I not running?
Far. From. Here.
This needs addressing, this scheme is depressing
They. Smell. Fear.
They say there's progression, it's all window dressing
I. Live. Here.

Filled with piss and scum and scum is what I have become
Urban architecture and an anti-social nature
Pavements caved in and a park that's filled with broken glass
Peoples hopes and dreams reduced to fucking ash

This place is, a landfill, It drags you to a standstill
Some cunt should, just burn it, I'm fucking sure it's earned it
This place is, a landfill, It drags you to a standstill
Some cunt should, just burn it, I'm sure it won't be missed

Why can't you see?
That I'm happy as a cancer on society
You won't rid me, I will eat you with my blackness
Candlelit monotony, bathing everything I see
You taste so bitter

Disease, itching on my skin, burning from within
Sir please, forward my wage of sin and let me crawl back in
Appease, I've scratched off all my skin and carved in place a grin
Disease, still itching with no skin, please let me crawl back in

You can't kill me, I consume all your chemotherapy
This hate's a sea, I fill my lungs up with its blackness
Candlelit monotony, bathing everything I see
You taste much better

Disease, itching on my skin, burning from within
Sir please, forward my wage of sin and let me crawl back in
Appease, I've scratched off all my skin and carved in place a grin
Disease, still itching with no skin, please let me crawl back in

Inhale, my lungs contracted, each breath I take feels extracted
Inhale, my lungs contracted, each breath I take feels exacted

Clay sets to rock, rock doesn't move, it has nothing to prove
I can't rewind clocks and rust starts to suit me

Hardline / Design

We are the bones of tomorrow, decaying and hollow
We all end up where we belong
We are the roots that will follow, provide for tomorrow
Rewind, mistimed, why grind
Your hours for someone else? Your times worth more than all their wealth
Hardline, by design

They set their clock, when will they learn? It never returns
I cant find my flock, there's safety in numbers

Let the streets burn

So far from god, but you wandered there willing
The fare's in my eyes, closed with two shillings

We have a strength of numbers, we have a say
We have the ways and means to not become their prey
We have an obligation and above all
If we don't push against it, nothing ever falls

A wealth of stitches
Means far less riches
Embrace the ending
Renounce the mending

A secret code of conduct, dictates our day
Make them work much longer, for much less pay
Instead of realising, we're led astray
We all just take the soma, it fucking drifts away

A wealth of stitches
Means far less riches
Embrace the ending
Renounce the mending

Misinformation feeds you
Fat proletariat
And if I tore your guts out
The lies would spill like blood

Changed his name at thirteen
from Gideon to George
That fuckin Tory wanker
Likes getting smacked by whores

George Osbourne - Fuck You

He thinks he fucking solid
With his austerity cuts
If he came to our gig
I'd cut that cunt to fuck

George Osbourne - Fuck You

"Choose the future"
what a load of fucking pish
Fucking rich scumbag
Tell that to starving kids

George Osbourne - Fuck You

Food banks, poll tax, mass unemployment
And you wanna buy into more lies?
Privatisation of public assets
I want the lies stopped

Fuck the union!
Revolution!

Austerity and inequality
Ruled by the unelected
Minimal wages, child poverty
It's time for a new order

Fuck the union!
Revolution!

Buried beneath the mountains of frost
Years of silent sorrow grim and dark
My winterwings of evil sleep in eternal nights

In deaths cold crypts of snow
The moon chimed my return
With the blackstorms I came
And not with the winds

Northern darkness marches through the coldest night

I can't resist the taste of the wintermoon
I split my tongue for the taste of these winds
And bathe my eyes in its grace
Frost and winter returns to my eyes
The call of the wintermoon

In the grey mist of deaths horizon
My wintermoon of evil sleeps
In deaths cold crypts of snow
Buried beneath the mountains of frost
Years of silent sorrow grim and dark
Into eternal nights
Hearing the call of the wintermoon.


I can't resist the taste of the winds of the moon
I split my tongue for the taste these winds
And bathe my eyes in its grace
Frost and winter returns to my eyes
The call of the wintermoon

In the darkness rides...
The moon will not forget, ever...
Hearing the call of the wintermoon.