Raging Mob (Raging Mob)

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Raging Mob
Artist Raging Mob
English title Raging Mob
Publisher Mort Productions
Date of release 2008 exactly on 2008/12/19
Recorded in (studio/city) Beijing
Release Type CD
Catalogue Number MORT 032
Languages on Record English
Total Discs 1
Total Tracks 10
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Cover

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Credits

Recorded at Music 7 Studios, Beijing, China
Mixed & mastered at at Black Sound Studios, Germany
Xiao Fan (Mr. Grant Master Cut) - Recording, Producer


Track Listing

  1. Re-Animator (01:58)
  2. Promisebreaker (04:14)
  3. Manifesto (02:53)
  4. Slave to a Lie (03:27)
  5. Rage (04:25)
  6. The Messing of the Mob (03:30)
  7. Residents (05:07)
  8. Destroy Hate (04:27)
  9. Raging Mob (Live) (05:51)
  10. Bushwackers (Live) (05:42)


Lyrics

Promisebreaker

Swear it to your god, and promise with an holy oath,
that you yourself, will defend our country,
and the nation, the flag, religion and skin color,
that’s why you’re out, to get us motherfuckers,
The train started rolling and can never be stopped,
the peaceful individual is fully under the attack,
so look into the mirror, shouting: “what I have done?”
“my god!” “it’s time!” “I have to wake up!”
Repulsive, Perverted, Redemption!
Awaken from a psycho terror of so many twisted lies
I wont kill for you, I’ll do what I’ll do,
Get out, get off sight, Hurry or I’ll fight,
Hurry, Hurry or I will fight you!
Just ask to thyself, if this promise is good for yourself.
And is it all right to murder and to fight?
Just how would the world be,
if humane thoughts would to prevail,
and no promise kept, that destroys and spills blood.
Extended my desire, burning like a fire,
Interrupted expectiond, you follow new directions,
And enlightened you shout out “Just leave me alone”,
Intifada, destruction is left behind and gone!


Manifesto

Spread the word of our arrival, We did bring you our message and it’s:
“Freedom for all humane men”.
Raise your voice, spray writings on the walls, It’s time to make a choice.
Get rid of exploitation, free the slaves from the prisons,
The corrupted will receive our wrath.
Break you chains’ n’ believe in yourselves, Follow us and declare:
Born free to live my life, May all my dreams come true,
My own free will does rule my life, and I don’t need your view! Fuck you!
Experience total freedom, tolerate different view points,
And respect each other’s thoughts and ideas.
You may be wrong, you may be right, Think before you fight.
Compliment the useful thinkers who do help the poor around us
And support the helpless people in need.
Join forces with the positive spirit, Shout out and declare:
Born free to live my life, May all my dreams come true,
My own free will does rule my life, And I don’t need your view! Fuck you!


Slave to a Lie

Born into this world.
Raised by fear and hate
Forever seek PEACE
How could a child relate?
My existence is a mirror
Escape was to survive
Don’t talk, trust or feel the pain I have inside,

To survive!!!!!!

Could not escape
Forever lost
Evading life
But at what cost?
For what I had become
I extended all my pride
The truth is undone.
Just a slave to a lie!!!

Turning every corner
Wanting a way out.
My heart was pumping anger
No words could I shout

Years I kept on going
believing there was nothing more
My master had the key and wouldn’t open the door

To survive!!!!!!

Could not escape
Forever lost
Evading life
But at what cost?
For what I had become, I extended all my pride.
The truth is undone.

Just a slave to a lie!!

Could not escape
Forever lost
Evading life
But at what cost?

Suddenly I was free
No longer crave
To bow to the master

Because he is now my slave

I am free!!!


Rage

It is always quiet before the pain, Fiery blood flows
Through my veins, Anger is bound to explode
I find no peace, to sooth my rage, so someone please,
Bloody get me out of this cage
Before I die, I take you with breaking your bones
That’s my longing final wish
I watch you bleed, I hear you cry a tortured scream,
Kiss your ass bye, sayonara!
“Suffering”! My life is full of pain. It’s a dreadful
Misery. “Terrorized”! By a darkened seed of hate.
No turn back it’s now too late
I want to scream, Wanna release this pain,
You hear me now before I go insane?
The wall is strong, And noone opens the door
Endure this horror I cannot take anymore!!!
A release I need, A bloody break of mind,
Cannot contain my feelings inside.
It’s over flowing, Totally out of control
The tension mounting, My rage does flow and flow


Residuals

Don’t’ even try to teach me how to life, cause you can’t escape your fate,
Never listen to the preachers of doom, cause their time is ticking late,
Fear the power of the critical “No”, cause it’s my choice mine to make,
Fantasize, realize, it’s you they want, so fight for humane rights.
Dictate, control, you have the power to change the world
It’s time to right, residuals of the free mind
Get up, Let them give up, Wrap it up,
Don’t give a fuck, my karma is out of control.
Point your gun on the ones,
Who do tell you who to kill,
They are the ones you shoot to kill,
Don’t ya listen to,
the honor crap they tell you every day,
it is their not your own will,
break the silence of the ignorant ones,
break the silence of the ignorant ones
fantasize, realize, it’s you they want,
so fight for humane rights.
Don’t you even try to teach me how to life, cause
the time is ticking late, Never listen to the
preachers of doom, cause they can’t escape their
fate, Fear the power of the critical “No”, cause
it’s my choice mine to make, Fantasize, realize,
its you they want, so fight for humane rights.


Destroy Hate

No tears for the murders, no tears fro the scum
No tears for the generals, who drag poor souls into dust,
No tears for the capitalists, who destroy humane thoughts,
No tears for the fascists, who preach their hate into the world.
The time is near, when our minds are clear,
when we destroy the fear from our lives,
It ain’t the same, if you all live in shame,
you’ll have to feel the pain to “just” survive.
Hey! Hey! Stop pretending! stop pretending!
Wake Up! And fight for right & peace!
Hey! Hey! No more crying! No more crying!
Stand Up! Destroy the hate from our lives!
No tears for extremists,
Who pressure you with their wills.
No tears for our ignorance,
You will pay the bill,
No tears for the rapists,
Who derides someone’s fate,
No tears for the betrayer,
He will soon have his day.


Raging Mob (Live)

My father is jobless and my mom has passed away
Sister a whore and my brother in jail
Always out of cash and got nothing to eat
Where I come from is an endless war to fight

There is a line of genius and craziness
Who draws it knows the impossibility
There is this fear of this very society
To be named proletarian man

Proletarian
Prowl aloud through the streets
Proletarian
Stay the way you are and you wanna be

Hail the return of fantasy
Raging mob rules society (x2)

Counting the days of the system to break down
We are ready for a new society
There is a line of genius and craziness
Who draws it knows the impossibility

There is this fear of this very society
To be named proletarian man

Proletarian
Prowl aloud through the streets
Proletarian
Stay the way you are and you wanna be

Hail the return of fantasy
Raging mob rules society (x 2)

Are you ready

Hail the return of fantasy
Raging mob rules society (x 2)


Bushwackers (Live)

Back on the streets again
Ready for the action
Our wear is very casual
Don't wanna draw any attention
Looking for opponents
Hiding from the sirens
The enemy is spotted
It's our kick here we go again
Come on lad, join the pack
It's a hooligan desire
The bushwhackers are back in town
Making trouble and anarchy

If you think you are hard enough
Join the mob in action
It's always a one on one
No weapons are accepted
Respect your opponents
Listen to your leader
The enemy is spotted
Let's get them all
Here we go again

Come on lad, join the pack
It's a hooligan desire
The bushwhackers are back in town
Making trouble and anarchy (x 4)


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