Deadly And Virile, by Bombed Up

Deadly And Virile

by Bombed Up

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1.	Song Of The Machine Gun 05:17	lyrics	buy track
Automatic death machine Sustained at rapid rate Bipod bedded in and chocked Adverse conditions set You’ll find me where the action is I’m a national investment Feared by all on both sides Of the iron tangent Ellipse Cast on the ground Sacred sign of instant death Marked by automatic fire The souls that it reaps Shredded to pieces To the song Of the machine gun Bombed up and ready to rock If it has to be this way I saturate the beaten zone That’s why I never miss Bullets arc across the sky Through the cone of fire Killing burst on target This is what belt-fed is for I am automatic I am rugged, wild, and free I’m alive Ellipse Cast on the ground Sacred sign of instant death Marked by automatic fire The souls that it reaps Shredded to pieces To the song Of the machine gun
2.	Adrenaline 04:41	lyrics	buy track
Learned from battle hardened Crimson black memories Perfected by necessity The instincts never fail To deliver on command A rush of adrenaline No mortal can control But I have learned to wield this power Which none believe The true epiphany of It is their loss Pure, raw power from within Hard, intense, made of blood Deadly, virile, on adrenaline Pulsating through my veins Every drop a thousand violent actions Forward to the edge Of the unknown Never stopping for rest Against impossible odds Sustained day after night But I have learned that true power Is unlimited And degreeless If you are too Infused with adrenaline Blood is shaded crimson black Perfect motions Streaks blurred in quantum form With skillful execution I can’t believe myself All that I know This feeling is real Pure, raw power from within Hard, intense, made of blood Deadly, virile, on adrenaline
3.	Sayonara 04:20	lyrics	buy track
Long since the days we regret When consequence was all but sure Have you darkened my door With intentions that aren’t all pure In the ebb and tide We drifted too far to hold on Stay who you are I can’t turn back this far along Sayonara One day you might understand Cursed by wanderlust To spread your wings and fly Maybe then we’ll meet again And I won’t forget But not this time Time just takes a bit too long This world turns too slow For someone, not like you, inclined Life’s not as thrilling as I thought But I forgot So sayonara Stay who you are I can’t turn back this far along Sayonara One day you might understand Cursed by wanderlust To spread your wings and fly away Maybe then we’ll meet again And I won’t forget But not this time Not this time Not this time Not this time
4.	Daily Grind 05:51	lyrics	buy track
Are they dead deriding the living Or alive and playing dead No one knows for sure Until they put up a fight You cannot die If you have not lived Stilborn, still alive But not quite dead Planted halfway upside down Eating dirt beneath the shade Of savannah grass none have seen above Unendangered by it's blades Porcelain too fair for drink Uncalloused, but callow and wilted through Or virtues hardened by the grind Steel vindicated by toil Between the lines Of what we can define Not quite dead, not quite alive Rotting dead before your time If it consoles you to the other side For the love of those who passed away You’re afraid to live, afraid to die So you’re procrastinating death And rotting alive Between the lines Of what we can define Not quite dead, not quite alive Rotting dead before your time If it consoles you to the other side For the love of those who passed away You’re afraid to live, afraid to die So you’re procrastinating death And rotting alive
5.	Fire It Up 05:33	lyrics	buy track
Warhead, incendiary Descended from bays on high Fettle reduced to dust Mucilaginous splash effect Inferno strikes Pillars rise Human confection with gelatine core Somatic pulp Of viscous slag Viewed in contrast against the pyre Swelter In a flashpoint of napalm candere Incinerate Blackened with postures austere Let’s fire it up Opaque, melted brains Granulated charcoaled frame Carbonized, seething decay Heap of ashes where blood is congealed Human tar Blistered heart Anthracitic featureless face Crisp mutation Butyric fat A splash of giblets, atomically thrashed Swelter In a flashpoint of napalm candere Incinerate Blackened with postures austere Napalm Dire heat too fierce to endure Indiscriminate area bomb Outshine the brightest star predawn Swelter In a flashpoint of napalm candere Incinerate Blackened with postures austere Napalm Dire heat too fierce to endure Carbon Horizon of scorched earth grandeur Let’s fire it up
6.	Dead And Pissed Off 04:54	lyrics	buy track
Heaven forbid That in this event horizon Of twisting souls One, to the suspicion of all May find a reason To smile At the spiral of death Thrashing in circles That all are born into And those who wish To frown upon May they get well Or die trying laugh Smile in the face Of adversity Of jealousy Of enmity And have a real good time Where others have lost their hope They’ll make you feel their pain To hell with high spirits That we’re equally dead, pissed off And rotten with imperfection But we have dared to escape To a place far away From sticks in the mud Too weak to pull us in Where they sink together as fools In a world too sick not to laugh at Smile in the face Of adversity Of jealousy Of enmity And have a real good time Where others have lost their hope Lost their hope
7.	Buried Stiff 04:38	lyrics	buy track
Virgin jackboot masochists Blows denied for hapless strokes Oblivious mark of self-constraint Won't allow themselves to be provoked Cheerless pedantic unyield Anal retentive morose Shameful vicarious self-destructive pain relief Desperate, but don't come too close Hey Everyone needs to get fucked Hey Our problems will all go away Hey Everyone needs to haul their ashes From the grave Yeah And the world will be okay Rubbed off wrong and hung to dry Their self control affects us all Dreams imbued in frigid baths Undesired fruits about to fall No crisis is above resolve If we have a hole to fill it with In fertile hollows, drenched and ploughed Or in a grave and buried stiff Hey Everyone needs to get fucked Hey Our problems will all go away Hey Everyone needs to haul their ashes From the grave Yeah And the world will be okay
8.	Tyranny Of The People 05:02	lyrics	buy track
Hail to the plebs And the new world order they believe It's all in their heads With all the waste they conceive The salt of the Earth Entitled to poison the well Deafened by the tune Of silent liberty bells Totalitarian Unelectable Unconstitutional Unfair Tyranny By the people For the people Someone tell me Who takes your civil rights away Tyranny By the people For the people At odds with the state Don't fear To tread on a snake If you want government control Go to Tiananmen Anti-tank is a must If you want tyranny Ask Reverend Jones He used to be one of us Private citizens Controlling our lives And blaming the state Suburban fascist auxiliaries Sewing the salt of their hate Grassroots Hate speech Plebarchy Democracy in exile Tyranny By the people For the people Someone tell me Who takes your civil rights away Tyranny By the people For the people At odds with the state Don't fear To tread on a snake An emperor without any clothes Is mentally ill A wolf in sheepskin Has already killed A boy with blood on his hands Has cried wolf before Carry a stick This means civil war It's on Someone tell me why Our suspicions lie on absent MP's And not our neighbours The inconspicuous enemies Crackpots in jackboots With dagger and cloak Pleading innocent While they're slitting your throat Anti-freedom Anti-justice Agendas that "move on" Ivory tower soap box dictators Tyranny By the people For the people Someone tell me Who takes your civil rights away Tyranny Of the people Never trust a snake
9.	The Meaningless Of Life 05:05	lyrics	buy track
Lies can not only Take the pain away They can make us believe The alter-ego You worked so hard to be And if the pain Stings too hard You can always stretch your neck Or blow the top half of your head off And really make a difference What’s the problem What’s the purpose We made the whole thing up to fill the void This is how we spend Our precious gift of life Waiting here to die Surrounded by the culprits I hate to be deceived Distracted by the ether Of what is real and what we choose to believe You’re searching for the anti-truth Still not satisfied You can’t escape the hopelessness The meaningless of life Without the psychoanalysis You wouldn’t have to lie Without misguided hormones You might feel the yearning On the inside Show me who you are But please don’t try too hard I don’t believe In make believe Reality ain’t that bad What’s the problem What’s the purpose We made the whole thing up to fill the void This is how we spend Our precious gift of life Waiting here to die Surrounded by the culprits I hate to be deceived Distracted by the ether Of what is real and what we choose to believe You’re searching for the anti-truth Still not satisfied You can’t escape the hopelessness The meaningless of life No I don’t believe it Life doesn’t mean anything at all When you waste it playing make believe

about

Steve Pera spent most of his career from 2004 to 2014 playing as a session guitarist. He formed Bombed Up in 2015 with two former bandmates and trusted allies of the music industry. Callum McPhee on vocals, was a guitarist in the Toronto underground punk scene. John Kay was a heavy metal singer until a blood clot prevented him from performing. During his physiotherapy he learned the drums, and joined in 2015.

Deadly And Virile was released in 2015, and serves as evidence of their divergent songwriting. On this debut album Bombed Up demonstrated both hardness and intensity, pensiveness and brevity, discipline and chaos. Pera recorded the bass and the guitar. His bass duties would be relieved by McPhee on their second album, Accuracy By Volume.

credits

released September 13, 2015

Callum McPhee - vocals
Steve Pera - guitar, bass
John Kay - drums

Words and music by Steve Pera
© 2015 Steve Pera. All rights reserved.