We Feel Through the Dead

by The Outside

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The Portrait 03:43
Framed by deception A blind procession Within the void they walk Stumbling through the abyss Let them repeal their sins Damnation fades when I make a mask of my skin Portrait of perversion Contour of fear A scheme of nihilists They paint a portrait of perversion Deadly No variety will persist Crony capital In tempting tone they talk Deaf leading the deaf I will retreat, set the score When I've closed my wounds I'll know what it all was for Portrait of perversion Contour of fear Plan of revisionists They paint a portrait of perversion It' deadly, this grave new world Where we won't coexist Explain this paradox phenomenon And try to purge and pry open the sun My skin, yes it shines But fouling flesh you'll find Through the cracks I see Oh show me some light Show me some light Portrait of perversion Contours of shame The scheme of nihilists It's a portrait of perversion In the grand finale We resist
Congregation 03:31
Imperious and proud of the past Their self-abjection The shepherds on the loose Perpetrators of pretended peace Ignorants walled in Principles, their means Scabbed tools to seduce Diligent they plan how to rule What they call a nation Deluding state by state Educate this aggressive flock of fools Our retaliation against prayers to the stained white race Places, parading dead Faces fade, disappear All congregated, constructing this bold union of fear I hear obedient screaming for another bait So bristled at the ones meant to reveal and stay awake Millions to behold the elected king Ignoring those who have revealed his strings Voices, none is heard Choices gone and disappeared Tool of his hatred Praying in our union of fear
Towers Tall 03:43
Towers tall made of glass Take these words and use them well, to agitate this mass Burning speech burns our books with lies The borders have been breached People feed your fire Hybrid words Dirty wars Facts are only valid if you believe Speak and negate Absurd rotten state We'll have the palace purged, deconstructed Scourge that we unmake Marching feet turn the seed of contempt Just puppets of your rule Flies breed on your tongue Dusty tomes Shady slaves History are just stories set in the past Speak and negate Destroy rotten states We've had the palace burned, now it's wrecked Purge and annihilate Tremendous cries, word-feeding lies Cold fire of threat, my fever shines Speak and despise Our soul it defies We've had the palace burned, yes it's wrecked Pick up the stones And throw 'em back Speak truth to power and terminate The emperor of the absurd I uncreate
Detractor, assignment of guilt Then clench your hands 'round the earth Crushing its wealth Oh starving of man, your arrogance and lies Vultures feast in the worker's cage Slaughter in the public eye Disrupting disruption Stained monuments washed to the sea Disrupting disruption Of the new elite It steals Superstition in green The swamp thing returns Indifference to starvation pays Just abundance and nothing else learned Disrupting disruption False monuments washed to the sea Disrupting disruption The new elite it steals Tendering the savage diamonds But by now through the dead we can feel Disrupting disruption As the North commands and never kneels A promise of salvation by forging chains What's left of tomorrow? An endless army mastered by cryptic claims Disrupting disruption False monuments washed to the sea End of endless corrosion All of them steal Tendering the savage diamonds But yes, through the dead we can feel Disrupting disruption The Global North still stands and never kneels Will never kneel
Illiteracy's so convenient as pride enslaves everyone You are upper class by birth Money's shining sons No peace Our army grows You laugh and feast from the dead There's no peace but bigotry and poverty instead Trickle-down reason to us the people that you broke I'm sickened by sedative violence that you exercise and provoke We won't give no peace Our army moves You taunt, streets turning red No peace but savagery and poverty instead Where's the threshold to dignity? Triggering fake expectations War for scraps among the poor Consumption consumption consumption Consumption's not a cure
To Dismantle 04:38
Tie and suit impeccable to the eye Still they twist, intertwine, subvert Telling truth or lies whatever opportune Actually just purring hate patterns intriguing words Misanthropist Every time another victim cries This total tyranny sees defeat Then blunt murders come, obscene and raw A demon's born, downfall of law Disappointed they drivel, they drool Scared by change, the unknown which becomes No you're not my representative Just a puppet preaching danger by your sons Misanthropist Each time another victim dies Your total tyranny fears defeat Then the murders start, obscene and raw A demon's born, downfall of law Misanthropists Imperfect perfection Faceless figures dominating the scene But profession is more than conviction and revolution's more than just a term It's more than tall tales and hollow phrases It's upheaval To dismantle To overthrow the powers that are To reconstruct And to destroy The demons born Misanthropists The world is torn
Bleak and desolate Fortress shining white Constructing doom Bones at the wall over ashes of pyre Reflecting light Tricked and treasoned Crawling the land Toward the gates Perilous right of the disadvantaged Creating fate Break the feeding hand You have to raze this fertile land You point and fire your weapons At the weak It's a campaign Against the weak Campaign It's a campaign Break the feeding hand Whipping up fires across the land The golden whores shoot their weapons They are killing the weak
A Star Burns 04:07
In the city of crucifixion, call it Al-quds, Yerushalayim Just one man looks to the sky and perceives a sign "I am the sacrifice for truth!" The thorn-crowned man gets cast from the world Sabers crossed on black banners fade A star burns I will eradicate affliction, call it Ragnarök or deluge Blowing up houses of god All religious roots This thorn-crowned coward he won't return Sabers crossed on black banners fade While a blue star burns Everyone's his desires' whore Silent are my lips I speak with thorned fingertips Betrayal oozes out of every pore Rules and prohibitions Generational attrition To keep their status and last Killing in present and past


Mixed and mastered by Maximilian Rabe at Fenn Studio, Berlin
Drums recorded at Fenn Studios, Berlin
All Keyboards by Juan Escobar, recorded at Vultura Studio, Czech Republic
Spoken voice in Spanish by Francisco Pollak
Artwork and Layout by Jaime Correa @fidelitous_artworks (Instagram)


released September 7, 2018

Alberto Atalah - Drums
Ishay Sommer - Bass Guitar
Ricardo Espinoza - Guitar
Roland B. Marx - Vocals

All songs written, arranged, and performed by The Outside

Alberto Atalah proudly uses: Pearl Drums, Istanbul Mehmet Cymbals, Ice Stix, and Ahead Armor Cases


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