Badlands

by Trespasser

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AS A SHOW OF SOLIDARITY WITH THE ABORTION RIGHTS CAMPAIGN, AND ALL THE WOMEN OF IRELAND, WE HAVE REPEALED THE EIGHTH TRACK. IRELAND, FOLLOW OUR LEAD AND REPEAL THE EIGHTH AMENDMENT

ONE POUND OF EVERY PURCHASE WILL BE DONATED TO THE ABORTION RIGHTS CAMPAIGN

We are fuelled with the rage of the unfulfilled, and this music is our only outlet. 13 tracks of progressive anarchic hardcore, some personal, some political, but all delivered with the raw passion which burns in our hearts, and the undying spirit of DIY punk.

Over a year in the making, we have sweated blood to produce this album, but it's the culmination of our lifelong dream - to bring music to the masses, free from the constraints of recording contracts, faceless publishers and sneering money men.

This is our sound, these are our words, and we want to share them with you.

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released April 16, 2016

All songs by Trespasser except "The End" and "Rebirth", by Trespasser and Alex Shercliff.
Album artwork by Karl Slater www.karlslaterartist.com
Recorded at Phoenix Studios, Stafford, UK

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Trespasser Stafford, UK

Trespasser is a progressive hardcore band based in Stafford, UK.

The band has many different influences, but started out as an effort to reintroduce some of the energy, anger, rage and passion which has been missing from hardcore punk for the best part of a decade ... more

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Track Name: Five Fingers Fold To a Fist
They lie to you again and again,
Twisting their words like a knife in your back as you smile,
And then they do it some more.
Chronicle unquestioned; sold to us all.

Break this stranglehold on our society,
Tune out the system, think for yourself.
Web of lies you believe will keep you pacified;
As long as you think you are free you will never revolt.

Stand up and fight, stand up and fight, REVOLT!

Your anger will free you but first you must unleash your rage.

(And I know there's some of you out there thinking 'look man, we can't change the system, life just deal you a hand, you gotta play it.' Well fuck you. We can change the system, we WILL change the system, and if you're not with us then you're in our fucking way.)

You can't change the world with a Facebook status
ORGANISE! ORGANISE!
We're taking our lives back from the ones that betrayed us
OCCUPY! OCCUPY!
It's never gonna happen till we make the decision to
MOBILISE! MOBILISE!
We're all victims of reciprocal inhibition,
GLOBALISE! GLOBALISED RESISTANCE!

FIVE FINGERS FOLD TO A FIST!
LIGHT UP THE MOLOTOVS AND RESIST!
LIFT UP YOUR VOICE!

You want the world to stand up and listen?
You need to raise your voice to a scream,
One voice, then two, then eight and then millions,
UNITED RESISTANCE!
Take back the streets of your town in live protest,
The fire inside will show you the way:
Freedom through anger turn on oppression
NOW IS OUR TIME!

RESIST! Light it up! Light it up! Stoke the fire!

LET IT BURN!
Track Name: Deadzone Exodus
Heading north, escape the deadzone,
Push out lead, escape from my home,
Can't look back, this trail of regret,
Road ahead will help me forget all...

Can't stop now, the blood on my hands
Damns my soul, but I understand;
Kill or be killed, I made my choices,
Live with this, embrace the voices NOW!

Hear the voices from within, let go and see the light,
Free your mind from everything, shut down, give up the fight

Heading north, create new deadzones,
One last chance to forget my home
On and on, this trail of regret,
Given up, no change to forget now.
Track Name: Faith Junkies
I see you looking, pointing your fingers at me
As though defining, defining your property.
Look away from your twisted plans;
I'm not your puppet, don't expect you to understand.

Look, I'm not buying, don't you get it? You won't make the sale.
Walk away, because you've failed, you've failed, you've failed.
Look, I don't see it. Not praying, I won't see the light.
I won't submit to you, I'll fight, I'll fight, I'll fight

I see right through you, I know what you're about
Feed your addiction, salvation inside out
You cannot change me, I question everything
You cannot save me, my salvation is my sin

Faith junkie, door to door,
Don't want your propaganda 'cause I've heard it before
Faith junkie, walk away,
Don't want to fucking listen to a word that you say
Track Name: Terminal Disconnect
I never wanted you to save me from a life you deemed to be incomplete
I never asked for your opinions either, and I'll never fit neatly in your niche
No! No! No never again, since I've broken free and melted down your chains
I! I! I feel awakened, now I try to save others from your pain

Switch it off, pull the plug, breathe the air outside
Smash the glass, rip the cable and reclaim your life

Forced to open wide and swallow everything I need for your perfect fucking life,
Keeping up with the Joneses isn't how I want to fill the emptiness inside
No! No! No I'm fucking done with your constant flowing river of sculpted lies
I! I! I pull the plug, smash the glass, rip the cable breathe the air outside


Switch it off, pull the plug, breathe the air outside
Smash the glass, rip the cable and reclaim your life
Switch it off, pull the plug, get the fuck outside
Smash the glass, reclaim your life!

I never wanted you to save me from a life you deemed to be incomplete
I never asked for your opinions either, and I'll never fit neatly in your niche
No! No! No never again!
No! No! No never again!
No! No! No never again!
No! No! No never again!
Track Name: Cyclothymic
Two sides, two sides to my story
This is how it goes:
One sorrow, the other glory,
And I vowed to never ever let it show.
I rise through sorrow and sadness,
Centre struck, feel nothing at all.
Blessing, Curse: two names for my madness,
Temporary rise to the zenith, and then I fall
Down...

Here I go, getting better, one more step and...
I'm denied release from the pain again
Daemons replace the angels inside.
Can't control the switch, feel it flip, and then
Down, down down with no place to hide

I can't control the switch,
Can't control it.

Building up to something, feel the power rising in me.
See the god awaken; nothing stands in my way when I'm set free
Soon I hit the ceiling, daemons exorcised and I fall,
Feel the ground approaching, terminal impact,
Crash through the floor and I switch

SWITCH

Listen to me: I've got no fucking control when I switch.
Track Name: When in Rome
I decry the system which generates the full collapse of everyone's souls
Stand up, fight back, and choose the alternative:
Freedom from greenback's ruthless control.

But you sit and wait
You want what they've got
Patiently waiting
For your time at the top
Yeah you're hurting now
But you force out a grin
But you still don't realise:
YOU WILL NEVER BE THEM

Assimilation, complete and secure
Forever a slave to it all.
Surrender your free will, don't want to be poor,
Determined to never fall down, down, down, down

Toss your ideals on the fire of wealth and
Well watch it all burn up into the night
Once you're gone you'll never understand why you're losing the fight

But you sit and wait
Still want what they've got
Patiently waiting
For your time at the top
But you still don't see
So I'll tell you again:
No matter how hard you try
YOU WILL NEVER BE THEM

Born into a broken system
Cry; hand-to-mouth, scream, hand-to-mouth, scream

We bleed red but you bleed green
Content to be enslaved to dreams of acquisition

Follow the path as laid down by your masters,
Promised a kingdom of lies built on sand,
Claim you're too deeply entrenched to be saved now;
WHY AREN'T YOU MAKING DEMANDS?

Power concedes nothing without a demand.
Power concedes nothing without a demand.
Power concedes nothing without a demand.
Power concedes nothing without a demand.
POWER CONCEDES NOTHING WITHOUT A DEMAND!
POWER CONCEDES NOTHING WITHOUT A DEMAND!
POWER CONCEDES NOTHING WITHOUT A DEMAND!
BUT YOU WON'T EVEN WASH THE FUCKING BLOOD OFF YOUR HANDS!

WE BLEED RED, BUT YOU BLEED GREEN
Track Name: Scars Thrice Healed
ONE: Still kisses softness
Break the surface, scarlet flow
TWO: Lessons learned and forgotten
Crimson rivers welling from below
THREE: three times I've healed now
Scratch the surface, can't get in
You cannot damage me anymore.
Armoured tissue, diamond fucking skin.

Bleed me dry, drain the colour from this
Aging face, you gave me life and then you
Took it all, and left me standing here a shattered waste

But I survived, scar tissue covering me
Hard as steel, reforged in flames of hatred
I still live, you'll never take from me these
Scars thrice healed

I stand stranger, hardened from inside
Dead no longer, watch the phoenix rise
Nothing can touch me within armoured flesh
Now these memories finally laid to rest

Now's the time to fix what used to be
Now's the time to take it back
Now's the time to fix what used to be
Let the past die in the past

Mirror image stands before me (I won't give up)
Open up and watch me bleed (I won't give in)
Clench my fist and shatter the glass (I won't give up)
Let the past die in the past (You will not win)

Lies lost trying to change what was, I'll never be fooled again.
Murdered myself, reborn three times, no longer this mind condemned
Track Name: 100,000 Wasted Lives
Force-fed lies,
Brainwashed children,
Mobilising silent armies.
Fill the void
With slick deception;
Shut their minds and damn their souls.

Claim your holy book is nothing but the truth,
You're slowly sewing shut their eyes
And if they question you, you'll punish them for Peeling
Back the layers of your lies

Indoctrinate them so they've never question you
And you can carry on controlling generations
Building up your armies, gathering your strength
And lying to the fucking world.

They've built temples founded on broken faith
Rise, fight them, blinded by years of hate
Stand, reclaim what was taken from you
Eyes open, all they said was untrue
Cut through their lies, open your eyes find the truth
Smash temples, cast them down with the proof

Moulded firm,
Grown up ignorant,
Youth in turn replace the generals.
Circles closed,
Torches passed on;
100,000 wasted lives.

Close your mind for so long lies become the truth
Why does nobody see your proof?
Scientists are all wrong! Why would preachers lie
About the book that holds the truth?

Wake up, shut your book of fucking lies
And find the answers to the questions for so long denied
There's no conspiracy, there's no satanic plan,
So smash the circle, break out now!


They've built temples founded on broken faith
Rise, fight them, blinded by years of hate
Stand, reclaim what was taken from you
Eyes open, all they said was untrue
Cut through their lies, open your eyes find the truth
Smash temples, cast them down with the proof
Track Name: Don Quixote
Not in your back yard?
Well fuck you!
Have you got an alternative plan for the future too?
The oil is running out,
See that's what it's all about,
We can't go on living like resources are infinite.

A handful of turbines,
No big deal,
But you think that your house price will fall, so you fucking squeal.
The oil's still running out,
You sit there and scream and shout,
You ain't got solutions, so you're part of the problem

Well dig up your back yard,
We're coming through,
'Cause we've got the alternative plan, and we've got the crew
The oil is running out
We're not gonna scream and shout
'Cause we are the future and you're all on your fucking way out!

We dug up your back yard,
It's all true!
Built the turbines and split, so what the fuck are you gonna do?
Your time here is running out,
We laugh as you scream and shout,
We'll carry on living
'Cause the weather is infinite

Get out of your back yard,
You're fucking done,
I'm so sick of your bullshit, propaganda runs on and on,
Don Quixote: FUCK YOU!
Don Quixote: FUCK YOU!
Track Name: Model 101
Cold steel built to replace the people
Less work, more time to enjoy your lives
No jobs, replaced by machinery,
No lives to live, now we're dead inside

I reject this, now it's time to reclaim it all,
Rise - take it back, and help orchestrate the fall.

Wired in, permanent resident,
Broadcast your life to the fucking world.
Stock market, controlled by the processors
Step one, step two and their plan unfurls

I despise this, now it's time to destroy it all,
Rise - Low tech, rise up or we're bound to fall

The war is lost before it's begun.

Why can't you see where it's leading us?
Why do you worship the got that we built?
He can't save us from ourselves and now
We're losing the war.

New minds built out of silicon
New life begins to self replicate
We smile, pleased with the things we've built
The things destroying the human race

I can't see why you're happy to live like this,
Rise - fight back before the world is destroyed.

We built a god for ourselves but we followed him so far he dragged us through hell.
We must reclaim our lives while there's still enough left to fight

Why can't you see where it's leading us?
Why do you worship the got that we built?
He can't save us from ourselves and now
The world's fucking done
Track Name: Stockholm Mask
Lost sight of everyone.
Loneliness as empty as the fog.
I've no choice but to run and hide,
Haunted day and night by this black dog.

Unwilling fugitive
Dredging up resistance from my core.
Switch, cover up to give a false
Impression of me forever more

Crushed under the weight of a thousand fucking lies,
This Stockholm Syndrome existence
Dug my own grave and lined it well with broken promises,
But I refuse to die.

Still alive, still functioning,
Burning all the bridges that I cross.
Won't stop now everything is gone,
When you feel nothing at all you feel no loss

A thousand lies, a thousand deaths, a thousand fucking more
A thousand shattered slivers of life
Manifest in me, distorted mocker iof self, but hear me:
I WILL NOT STOP NOW!

Dug my own grave and lined it well with broken promises,
But I refuse to die.