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Nihil Ultra

by Fyeld

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Bring it the fuck on! Boy, it's a reality check, ka-ching, you gotta face it Went too far on your quest but skipped the basics Hands in the honey pot, sub-zero production Fast food knowledge and brain cells reduction We got no borders, no walls, currency unites us Supremacy habits are choking our throats, political bigots inciting violence Common goals and knowledge got lost in this translation So, buckle up, bitches and face retaliation Face extermination! Fagets and Muslims, eastern crooks, pimps and criminals Out in force to corrupt our souls ethereal Swarming like killer bees and infecting like bacteria Locking jaws down our flesh like a pit bull terrier Here some clichés sending the West in a state of panic Some geographical, some is chromatic And flocks end up following tracks in ways dogmatic (Resenting the laws in ways automatic) Godspeed to worries that make your guns steal lives Godspeed to wardens that nuke the trail of your pride All hail the death we ride For Pops Whitebeard we cry, we live and we die For what glitters and flickers we bicker, sickened with lies But you keep your faith son I know you hustle and bustle, bedazzled you nestle and hassle inside your fuckin' sandcastle Got Heaven's number? No 112 to dial For the Geezer Almighty s-seems so fuckin' hostile and vile The paybacks, the plagues, the blood of the Nile The yellow brick road that makes your journey worthwhile Gimme your best, son Show me what you're made of Ready for battle, soldier?
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Adrenawheel 04:02
I feel like being down for like fuckin' ages Too dumb to get the words of the holly sages Never go around, straight through it all Bangin' my head against concrete walls Messin' up any way I go Like I never know what's goin' on Take my 'Cruz' out, off I go I say "Goodbye and fuck you all" Let me put a foot in the coffin Let me put my foot in my coffin When the adrenaline's kickin' in I hit myself in the dirt Doing ninety down the hill It helps me stop that hurt Speed up down the track And get this crazy feel Pushing pedals to the max Gimme my adrenawheel I got this crazy princess that fuckin' hates me Always trying to shake me down and rearrange me With Molecules and hood so low she always says I look kinda shady Just shut up bitch and fuckin' listen I'm bailing out of your prison With the flick of the switch I get away from life of stabbing in the back and treason Count me out Do I need reason? Hold...now go!
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Young and full of dreams, eyes so full of gleam, mind so full of schemes, cojones full of cream Original descendant of titans, an earth shaker just like Poseidon You're a trueheart, a fucking Lyon, a jet-set pandit on his path to Zion The goddamn crown of all fucking creation, you’re the Obi-Wan of our fucking salvation Gods of wrath, gods of misery Gods of the bling, swagger and piggery Highborn stiff-necked blue-blooded plebes Make Olympus burn, make Olympus bleed Pride’s the beast you feed, it's the beast that breeds, a behemoth sowing the seeds of greed Full steam ahead, so just sit back and watch how the gods will end All of the wars we’re fighting All of our lives are their hunting grounds All of their power is blinding Strike down the gods and break their crowns Synthetic wisdom, artificial expertise Source of biscuits, bacon, dough and fucking cheese Fucking Hercules, down on your fucking knees Now you just fucking freeze, give up the ghost in peace And bye, Felicia, don’t you come back, hit the fucking road Good riddance, Ragnarok’s coming, I hope you ready for the next episode Gods of rage, gods of irony Yamas and Kalis, enforcers of tyranny Highborn stiff-necked blue-blooded plebes Make them heavens burn, make them heavens bleed Pride’s the beast you feed, it's the beast that breeds, a leviathan sowing the seeds of greed Sanctimonious fools ahead, buona fortuna, go and fucking kill yourself!
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Things will change for the better Just like seasons change with the weather The rain will pass But my dreams won't last And my soul is starting to scatter Dreams of flying over the rainbow Catching stars, escaping the gallows Sliding fast, we been cast In roles that left us so hollow All my tears, gentle spears Piercing through my heart All my fears, my final frontier Piercing through my soul All the stars are shining Through the silver lining Reach and see them burning down All those eyes are gazing All them stars are blazing See them crash into the ground Things will change for the better Elders bicker over the weather Their rain has passed Their dreams will last And my soul is finally scattered Chasing clouds but the rainbow's Colors brought me sadness and sorrow Eyes of glass, my life has passed Where’s my soul and where is tomorrow?
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Go think for yourself now Question authority Go speak for yourself now Question majority Go live for yourself now Question seniority Go make a stand for yourself now Question superiority We the people drawing lines and circles in the sand We the crippled bound to never reach the Promised land Go think for yourself now Fuck authority Go speak for yourself now Fuck the majority Go live for yourself now Fuck seniority Go make a stand for yourself now Fuck superiority
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If It Bleeds 04:05
Unchain the mindless, feed them, set them free Soak 'em in wildness, watch 'em drain the sea Avoid detection, keep us at bay Point of intersection, torture, lead astray Misguide the foolish for they are prey Divide the broken, conquer in black decay Go back, go back, kill the snake Hijack, hijack, hit the brake In time makeup starts to flake But if it bleeds we’ll win the war But if it breeds we can’t be secure Go back, go back, kill the snake Hijack, hijack, hit the brake Crack down on those grim mistakes
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G.O.D. 03:46
Say another trite excuse why you live in the fast lane Preach how we all die so why should you live in vain Fool me into believing we’re all immortal Reaper’s scythe is upon you, feel it breaking your portal Buy a bag, heat the spoon, tie the knot and then shoot in Entertainment best for all, brown sugar just sucked you in Every night you live it up waiting for another dreams galore In the end bullet hits the blood, rat-tat-tat, boom, there you are no more Death wraps you in silence then it seals the entrance You can never go back, I gotta stick to myself You never learned that kids shouldn’t play with fire Still searching for ya daddy to sate desire But it got worse, a change in plans, loaded, forced to walk the streets Beaten up, no ID, foreign country full of enemies What’s your price girl, what’s your worth? A couple pounds of candy canes? In the end bullet hits the head and no one knows your final resting place Game of death Can’t sever the ties that you set in You drown and can’t hear what I’m saying Can’t finish the game that you’re playing Can’t finish the game but it’s ending Your death just sets the end
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Fyear2K 06:35
I fear every single day I won't be able to see the blue sky Next thing you know Apophis fucking hits the bull’s eye Afraid I can't deliver to my missy and supply 'Cause I’m all out of missions and ambitions in my life I'm also fuckin' scared becoming a victim of a crime Stray bullets fly around and could blow your head off anytime I'm terrified Nibiru and the Earth will collide And the government will keep this moment strictly classified Fear what they say Will starts to slip away For all you know We're all insane Fat Man or The Little Boy The skies are falling down bringing deadly little toys And some sweet little outbreak is on the loose The undead are swarming tightening the noose The night is full of terrors, we ain't got no Rick Grimes The clock is slowly ticking and I'm running out of time Impending doom, cleansing, extinction's premature And it seems that no one's even searching for a cure Have we left with anything pure?
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Black fiend of this town Put down and cast away Stray dogs all this time Lay off and join the fray Got the upper hand? All bets are off Ask for mercy? Ask your gods Hold up, just let me clear the fog Are you ready for the underdogs? What does life have to offer? Hard hits and lies to put up with In the book of the almighty author Justice is nothing but a fabled myth Go sing about your home ground, tribe Whatever fucking flag you wield Underdogs rule over no one Uncrowned kings of the Elysian Fields Angels, keep on crying This soul can’t be saved Satan, keep on lying No tears for my grave
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Day by day, every motherfuckin' goddamn second Armageddon’s weapon, prepping us for our doom Exhume the dead, lay waste to Heaven You're the voice of the nation, the Devil's agent Write off the sins of our ancestors and the flaws of all the ancients And all the lies and all deceit, your goddamn trickery You're out of sight and off the fucking grid Base is cracked, pillars crumble and engines overheat You placed your war in our hearts, you dropped it on the streets March to the beat The sound of drums is bittersweet The hand that feeds is the fist that beats Praise and erase the blood that stains our flag Our crimes, they pay Grace and rephrase the words that make us brag We're burning away The herd is safe, the hive is solid, the flock's intact It's not what you say or how you smile or how you act So stick the flag, sound the trumpets, beat the drums and then we hit the sack But the consequences are like rusty daggers in our backs Crack open the champagne and just devour None can abstain for too long from the taste of power The men of steel, the men of might, hold sway over the ivory tower And our cherished safety’s beginning to taste a little sour We're just a mess of insecurity Lying to our-motherfucking-selves so blatantly and so viciously And all we do is pulling through our fears and bloody immaturity Oppressing all our enemies and backstabbing them like hypocrites Base is cracked, pillars crumble and engines overheat You placed your war in our hearts, you dropped it on the fucking streets Stomp to the motherfucking beat

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released February 23, 2022

Fyeld:
Master Chi: bass, backing vocals
Dobromir Valkov: drums, percussion
Timo Puukko: programming, guitars
Ivan Munin - Vans: guitars, backing vocals
Hellbobz: vocals, guitars

All songs written and arranged by Fyeld and Hristo Simeonov except track 1 by Fyeld.
All lyrics by Hellbobz.
Produced by Fyeld and Plamen Penchev.
Recorded, engineered, mixed and mastered by Plamen Penchev at Loud-Fi Studio and Sofia Session Studio, Sofia.
Cover concept and illustration: Hristo Chukov.
Design and layout: Dobromir Valkov.
All photos by Alexander Stanishev.
© 2022 Da Dirty Groovez Mob

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All guitars by Hristo Simeonov and Hellbobz except “The Underdogs Anthem” melody line by Ivan Munin - Vans.
All programming by Timo Puukko except “Last Exit To Freedom” and “All Stars Ablaze” by Dennis Nikov and “March Of The Dirty Grooves” by Hellbobz.
Backing vocals in “G.O.D.” by Misho Nachev of Hate Campaign.

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