Through the Darkest Days through the darkest days -
cycle of cruelty - scars - for the kids
7-inch Recorded April '96
Through the Darkest Days
I remember a time when I could count on your words
I never had to think about empty promises
I was so sure that I could turn my back on you
with no thought of what I'd find
when I turned around to face you once again
where did that go?!
because now it all seems to have changed
I know where to turn
there's no one left so I rely on myself
I can count my true friends on the fingers of one fucking hand
and though you tried so hard to bring me down
there's no way you could take that faith away from me.
I was strangled by your lies
but they only held me back for as long as I remained
comsumed by what I despised
the price I pay for my devotion will never be my soul
and all that remains is to let go of the memories
of what we could have had
because now it all seems to have changed
I know where to turn
there's no one left so I rely on myself
I can count my true friends on the fingers of one fucking hand
you couldn't touch that part of me
there's no way you could ever change the way that I live.
all I need...
the only thing I'll ever need is the truth
the truth and what it means to me
the only source of strength I'll ever need.
In the aftermath of betrayal, we often have to struggle to maintain
our grip on reality. Survival demands self respect, total
awareness, and determined honesty. We have to find a balance
point before reaching out again.
This song is not nearly as much about the loss of someone
else as it is about discovering oneself.
Cycle of Cruelty
Why do we accept voilence in the name of tradition?
break out of this cycle of cruelty
deception and domination walk together hand in hand
I won't take part anymorea
when the answer is right before our eyes
how could we let ourselves become so fucking blind
to the need for a commitment to compassion?
We cut out own throats when we live without respect for life.
it's coming around...
all our excuses are just conditioning
forced into our minds passed down long enough
that we've turnd away from all rationality
the slaughter of the innocents goes unmentioned
while murder is condemned everyday
the screams of the tortured are ignored or accepted
but never questioned
is this how we're to live in this world?
face the truth: man did not weave the web of life, he is
merely a strand in it - whatever he does to the web, he
does to himself...
a violent hand has assumed control to satisfy demand
providing us with what we're made to think we need to survive
and while we thrive on ignorance... indifference...the blood flows
we've got to make the choice to realize
these lives mean so much more
break out of the cycle
in the midst of chaos we have no explanation
and exploitation with no consideration is our crime
in the age of progress and unrestrained advancement
we demand respect for those
all those we refuse to leave behind.
This is not a pro-life song. Some might see an inconsistency
in supporting both pro-choice and respect for living things.
We accept that inconsistency.
While human and animal life are oppressed, disrespected and
destroyed by corporate terrorism the world over, the dollars of
our consumer culture provide fuel for the fire. We must be
more responsible for ourselves and for our actions, identifying
as best we can what we are supporting with our purchasing
power, and questioning our habitual patterns. Each can set the
limits of his or her own morality, recognizing and accepting that
there is no one pure or correct lifestyle, and within that framework
strive towards ahimsa: a way of life which causes the least
possible amount of harm.
The future of all life depends on this choice.
Scars
endless screams echo throughout the darkest nights
leaving violated bodies
devastated minds struggle to survive
the scars will remain
the screams fade...
and the guilty walk away while the victims suffer
erase this shattered mind
help heal this broken soul
to find salvation from the shame
caused by forces beyond control
and the guilty walk away while the victims suffer
left to rebuild lives which have been torn apart
but disgrace doesn't end if justice starts...
burned into my mind is a night
a face... regret... disgrace...
but I will endure the scars
in this existence
our struggle for resistance
against the force of the weakest minds
is our will
our will against their might.
One in three women will be the vicim of sexual assault
at some point during her lifetime. This is the result of
a society tempted by sex, motivated by domination, and
fueled by disrespect. It is a crisis which affects everyone,
directly and indirectly, regardless of gender.
We are in a state of cultural emergency.
For The Kids
struggling to keep it alive
but we're lost in the dark
I still believe these words can light the way
we'll never give up the struggle
even when it looks like there's no hope
what so many have cast aside
we still feel in our hearts
that feeling will drive us onward
for the new kids coming up we're holding on
who can question what we feel
who can try to keep us down
when the will to bring it back is burning strong
can you remember how it felt
to be a part of something real
you'll know this is the reason we go on
nothing will break the spirit
we've got to pass it on
no matter what we face we'll keep this alive
for the kids
who can question what we feel
who can try to keep us down
we will be relentless holding on
for the kids
Hardcore cannot be defined, but those who
understand it and know its value will always
stay true, keeping its spirit alive for new hearts
and minds, just as those who came before kept
it alive for us.
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