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R​O​C​K​D​O​W​N​: 𝘼 𝙁​𝙪​𝙚​𝙡 𝙍​𝙤​𝙘​𝙠 𝘾​𝙡​𝙪​𝙗 𝘽​𝙚​𝙣​𝙚​𝙛​𝙞​𝙩 𝘾​𝙤​𝙢​𝙥​𝙞​𝙡​𝙖​𝙩​𝙞​𝙤​𝙣

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I've been cursed from within Through my blood to my skin How it took purity Fortune laughs back at me I sold my soul to be left Staring at a void that has taken So much from my world that I Am a shell of the man who has burned A humanised vision of this Scourge that has worked its way inside my head Mounts all the anguish that builds from my dread Anxious and angry I start seeing red Sanity runs thin held by a thread Something's inside of my head Distancing feigns a cure Turns my gaze to rancour Rage will fill once again Scourge has cursed me till the end I sold my soul to be left Staring at a void that has taken So much from my world that I Am a shell of the man who has burned A humanised vision of this Scourge Scourge that has worked its way inside my head Mounts all the anguish that builds from my dread Anxious and angry I start seeing red Sanity runs thin held by a thread Something's inside of my head Something's inside of my head Something's inside of my head Something's inside of my Head
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Tortured and left to die Bleeding from your neck Give me one good reason why you don't deserve to die You fucking coward, drown in an acid bath, I want to see your flesh ripped from its fucking limbs Drown in an acid bath Septic wounds filled with filth Leaking out a putrid stench Fulfil my fantasy to watch you rot I want to see your body decompose Drown in an acid bath
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Denn die Farben verblassen an diesen verregneten Herbsttagen geprägt von Melancholie lässt du die Tage vorbeiziehen und vegetierst dahin gehst deine Wege, durch die trüben Wälder erinnerst dich an Zeiten von früher und verstummst Ich höre die Stimmen immer noch Sie flüstern deinen Namen unsere Wege trennten sich und ich weiß nicht, ob diese Entscheidung, die richtig war, aber ich habe mich für diesen Weg entschieden Und am Ende stelle ich fest, es war die falsche Entscheidung aber sei es drum Denn auch nach diesem Herbst Bricht der kalte Winter herein und hüllt alles in ein weißes Gewand. Nichts ist für die Ewigkeit - nichts bleibt
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I feel so disconnected From the fire that once burned inside of me I've lost all hope in my life I never knew, I never knew I would end up being suppressed from my emotions And ones sanity I grow colder everyday I don't even care anymore, I don't even care anymore... The lights are on but I'm not here I'm tearing into A fractured sense of myself (Another breath that I didn't take) The truths are told but I can't hear I'm tearing into A fractured sense of myself I can't help but be reflective When this mirror is all I know It's like I'm totally out of focus Another basic function that I don't control That I don't control The lights are on but I'm not here I'm tearing into A fractured sense of myself (Another breath that I didn't take) The truths are told but I can't hear I'm tearing into A fractured sense of myself Take that door and open it wide I can't make sense what I'm feeling inside Take that door and open it wide This isn't life this is my existence Take that door and open it wide I can't make sense what I'm feeling inside Take that door and open it wide This isn't life this is my existence The lights are on but I'm not here I'm tearing into A fractured sense of myself (Another breath that I didn't take) The truths are told but I can't hear I'm tearing into A fractured sense of myself
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we’re going round in circles So we are Bound to repetition where is the give? no conscious effort. bound to this rotation. I’m exhausted, you’d be the same. Is this worth anything or is this wishful thinking. Infinite days through hopeless dreams, the pain of time, the past repeats. Locked in apathy dose the alchemy. this cycle rotates it never ends. Love exists with hate holding its hand. Undepthful conversations, and hollow confrontations. Powerless to this cycle, we will get through this as we,as one. We face our demons, caught in perpetual motion.
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Snow it blinds my eyes These mountains never end A whisper on the wind “The deep ones sleep below” Consuming flesh Sucking marrow from your bones Evil from darkest time A fate that’s left unknown Structures grotesque and foul Made by inhuman hand The things that we have witnessed Could drive a man insane All the dogs are dead Our supplies are running low Penguins of monstrous size Oh god what have we found “Journal of William Turner-September 1930 They are dead.All dead. Even the dogs. The things I have seen...the unspeakable horrors....oh Jesus christ. i beg whoever finds this that, if I do not return, never come back to this damned continent. Why did we come here? Oh God...God forgive us.what have we done?”
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Acid stasis I know you’re there when I get home Refrigerated souvenirs Unholy contortion A drink to help you sleep? It won’t hurt, fluid inebriation A spike to the brain To be sure you never leave me Infinity land, adorn the shrine I don’t want to shift the blame I know exactly what I’m doing I just don’t have the time to take care of you now Even though I feel remorse for the families I have caused pain My compulsion to keep your sons Was just too strong
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Dream I’m a dreamer I’m a dreamer I’m a dreamer Dream Dream Dream I’m a dreamer Let’s go Go forth Go forth Into those grey, piss stained streets, With their severed knuckle stumps Which claw desperately, at an indifferent sky Where hive men obsess over their trivia And engage in a sport of one-upmanshit! Devine...Mother...Truth Dreamers may trespass Dreamers may trespass Dreamers may trespass Go forth Into the 5am fever Cooked up in the crucible of the alchemic dawn Wing-footed and wild-eyed The cyclop boys utilise their blue pole lazer-beams To penetrate and disrupt the fate cycle Go forth Go forth Set your sights on the Azurean sun Delivering the mantra With Stentorian lung Devine....Mother...Truth Devine....Mother...Truth Devine....Mother...Truth Dreamers may trespass Dreamers may trespass I’m a dreamer I’m a monkey I’m a believer I’m a super-tramp I’m a dreamer I’m a dreamer Dreamers may trespass Dreamers may trespass Dreamers may trespass Devine....Mother...Truth Devine....Mother...Truth If you don’t have a dream You’ve got to have a dream If you don’t have a dream You’ve got to have a dream...Dream...Dream!
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The life of the louse Who lives in my house He scuttles so gently He does not make a sound Crawls under the door Fourteen legs on the floor Uses his antennae And heads to the wall He crawls into a crack Where it's damp and it's black Ordered him chinese Now he won't pay me back No, no, no The life of the louse Who lives in my house He does not pay rent He just sleeps on the couch I gave him some steroids And he fought off a mouse I gave him some coke And he burnt down my house Oh, oh, oh The life of the louse Who lives in my house I love him so dearly He'll always be around
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Jamma was a cleaner who never showed up to work And he got away with it for well over a year He doesn't show up for 2 weeks and then he just appears Everyone who sees him asks him "how are you still here?" They sent him a text message to ask him if he has quit He just tells them "no' and then he carries on with it A executive decision has still yet to be made And the best part is that he still gets paid Jamma The Unsackable will never go away Jamma The Unsackable is always here to stay Jamma The Unsackable luckiest man alive Jamma The Unsackable 1,2,3,5! When he finally shows up he's half an hour late And when he gets in he has a half an hour break Of course he didn't show up to his shift on Boxing Day He looked at his payslip it turns out he got double pay There's no clock in system so he was able to cheat He'd just write that he came in on the sign in sheet Doesn't show up to meetings about not showing up Cos Jamma The Unsackable does not give a fuck Jamma The Unsackable will never go away Jamma The Unsackable is always here to stay Jamma The Unsackable luckiest man alive Jamma The Unsackable 1,2,3,5! 1,2,3,5!
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This is a concentration camp (now concentrate) Concentrating on all you prisoners Individuality is the ultimate sin Put on your uniform and dive right in Welcome to life on the ant farm I’m tired of living my life on the ant farm Constantly told that life should be a chore If life’s a bitch then work is your whore Long black train and it’s coming closer A light in the tunnel and its getting warmer The silence is deafening now we’ve got no really choice All everyone wants is to escape to the noise Welcome to life on the ant farm I’m tired of living my life on the ant farm Constantly told that life should be a chore If life’s a bitch then work is your whore Gotta work, work, work, work until your dead If life’s a bitch then fuck the bitch the worthless whore
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Cause everything's my fault! The reason people live on the streets! It's my fault! When people can't afford to eat! It's my fault! When a woman can't keep her man and she's counting all the times he's cheated on both hands! It's my fault! When the traffic moves slower than dirt! It's my fault! That your father hated you from birth! It's my fault! And when your day doesn't go your way, you don't worry yourself, I'm just the fucker to blame! There's no pretty please with a cherry on top, I'm not the one in the wrong, nothing here for me to stop! So we're gunna keep it skanking, gunna let the pressure drop, But if it really fucking helps you, blame me it's my fault! Cause everything's my fault! Everything's my fault! The reason that you're all alone! It's my fault! And no one answers when you pick up the phone! It's my fault! You've made your mistakes and you've cut your ties, cause it was way to easy to see through all your lies! My fault! There's no one left for you to control! It's my fault! In fact there's no one really left at all! It's my fault! And when your day doesn't go your way, you don't worry yourself, I'm still the fucker to blame! There's no pretty please with a cherry on top, I'm not the one in the wrong, nothing here for me to stop! So we're gunna keep it skanking, gunna let the pressure drop, But if it really fucking helps you, blame me it's my fault! Cause everything's my fault! Everything's my fault!
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As the wheel spins another revolution, the hot sun splits the sky.
And I love my land like any other man, just not enough to die
.The claws that crush our spirits dry salute a false and blood soaked flag
.As the venom drips from the politic, we dress the children up in rags Hold it to the lens until it burns.
As moments pass, we never learned
.We were not strong Then we marched with haste into the arid wastes, with no idea why
.The empires zeal to bring the world to heel, rained destruction form the sky.
A call of duty for a gamepad war, death dealt with averted eye
.No amount of prayer to the men upstairs could stop a slaughter passing by Hold it to the flame and let it fly
.We’re told to fight, but never why.
We were not strong Struggle, struggle for the freedom you don’t deserve.
A desperate voice for the freedom of choice and struggle
.Struggle, struggle for the lies you still believe
.Dehumanist voice white washing of choice and struggle Tear apart and separate, the system still adheres
A movie plot full of lies and rot, an ode to division and fear
Struggle for your conscience
Struggle for a choice
.Struggle right to your grave
.Everybody likes the smell of the oil, but nobody likes the taste A story written, so emotive
.Propagandists narrative
.For struggle
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There’s a time and a place and a space for disgrace And then we took a look He fell down from the ledge as we pushed from the edge And then we took a look She cried out to above as she died without love And then we took a look Possess your heart, possess your soul Generation voyeur takes control Click click Where there’s blame there’s a claim. It’s so lame but there’s fame so I fell into their trap Camera gripped in my hand as I wait for the band I fell into their trap Same old story, the same old scene Generation voyeur doesn’t know what I mean Click click
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There are knives between the sheets There’s belt around my neck There’s a basement in my house But that’s enough about that Beneath this ugly suit, shrill bones are fully charged There’s a worm inside my leg – he’s the one in charge The sight, the sound, the skin – crocodilian The birthmark upon my thigh, the whispers in my ear The jury is all out when you have gone, my dear The sight, the sound, the skin – crocodilian The sight, the sound, the skin The sight, the sound, the skin la la la la The sight, the sound, the skin – Crocodilian Your dress without a host like an old tattoo I made a meal on a dirty plate a fist to fit the bruise A fist to fit the bruise...
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'Ya ask me what I think of this all But I don’t even think it’s official I don’t know if secrets are whispered All I know is whispering’s fucked up And I’ll be up all night full of RC’s Without a side of catharsis It’s like reaching the parking lot While still missing your car keys Even if you’re done gazing in the sun Blazing through the fun, they’ll trace you to this gun place you in the pen, make you work for them Make you feel like damn, 85 or dead but still ’clear in the head’ I don’t know if I missed it though I’m sure I’d be pissed if It passed my face like a frisbee And disappeared like a mystery Hell, I’m accustomed to trouble Whatever you say I’d double Ante up like I’m stubborn Can’t give it up all so sudden Even if I’d do I would manage to rip off the bandage too Kick off the sandal shoe Is nothing, but vandals do And thus that scandal’s true Guess that’s what mammals do Promise you’ll stay, or if you go, don’t go away Took some time off to work more Though I can’t work out the timing It’s like I’m touching myself but I kinda wish that I wasn’t So I’m patching up my connections Sending flowers in every direction The pending dumps of information Never reaches the destination patience gone in intersections Wait in vain for situations To make use of good quotation To feel useful on occasion Promise you’ll stay, or if you go, don’t go away'
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Lickin' the floor, the rickety boards are better than yours So get on your hands, you don't understand the might of a man A kick in the sand will end up a dance, I reckon a trap So loosen up you've full blown Tightened your Jaws because of the news, your vision is cracked Crave what we like, don't follow a man by taking his path They're taking you hand, then slapping you down, then holding you back Lickerty floor, the rickert boards are better than yours History taught me never to talk to people I wanted to take on the course, I thinkin of course, my back is contourt, I'm covered in sores and everyone's always so negative I like how you people always wanna say You'll all stay the same so Now I'm about to expose Something that I don't know Take a note from the node you wrote Something that I don't know Now I'm about to expose Something that I don't know Take a note from the node you wrote Something that I don't know I got only one name and a couple of mates On a high speed chase and I think we might escape They turned a virus to a plague, they don't make it sound great Disinfect your fingers or we'll quarantine your place I'd like to think you lot are more awake than you make out, to tell the radio is making out that its a stake out But then I might as well just be completely wrong But ain't it kinda fishy how they're cutting out the cure So look at the hoards, the crickets are board so give em a riddle to worship the lord I'm thinking of course to never conform, cuz all of their actions and thoughts are always so negative I like how you people always wanna say You'll all stay the same so Now I'm about to expose Something that I don't know Take a note from the node you wrote Something that I don't know Now I'm about to expose Something that I don't know Take a note from the node you wrote Something that I don't know
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Trapped indoors with a midget and dwarf and you love it Like a beast on a hunt, on a prowl in deep water The police says there's nothing going on In the basement no-one will hear this song There's no handle on this door, you can't open it There's no chance that you'll survive, daddy's coming There's no handle on this door, you can't open it There's no chance that you'll survive, daddy's coming Like a broken bridge beneath troubled water Like a clown without a decent disorder The police says there's nothing going on In the basement no-one will hear this song There's no handle on this door, you can't open it There's no chance that you'll survive, daddy's coming There's no handle on this door, you can't open it There's no chance that you'll survive, daddy's coming
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I'm thirsty I could really use a drink Yeah so thirsty But somewhat out of sync No longer thinking respectively drinking like civilised ladies and men No longer thinking respectively drinking like civilised ladies again Escapism Behind a cool refreshing toast My diamond studded monocle Dropped into the prosecco glass Let’s turn things upside down Unless we end With a total system shut down Mysteries Are always best solved When prohibition Becomes involved This mystery liquid Has entered my blood stream Carcinogenic bleached hallucinations Or maybe something else like a Neapolitan ice cream Or the forceful blast of a particle beam I don’t think this things gonna' cut right through me But I can give it a go anytime that I want I'm thirsty I could really use a drink Yeah so thirsty But it still sits out of sync! Consume, consume, consume your doom Consume, consume, consume your doom
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Fuel Rock Club began as a club night in 2006, as a safe space for lovers of rock, metal and alternative music. In 2013 Fuel moved to the legendary Womanby Street, and found a permanent home in the beating heart of Cardiff’s live music scene.

Now in 2020, in response to the COVID-19 Coronavirus crisis, local artists and Fuel regulars came together to produce this compilation to raise funds to help ensure that Fuel weathers the storm and returns stronger than ever when the “rock-down” is over.

(100% of all money raised will go towards Fuel and its staff)

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released March 24, 2020

Thanks: Agrona, Incursion, Cranial Separation, Misanthropia, Left In The Cold, Levitas, Devilcry, Glass Heart, Anti-Crust, This Is Wreckage, Strange Unit, I Am Drug, Nigel, Kikker, Seaside Witch Coven, Treephort, Sparky Renegade, 10K Bodybags, 6foot7, Trackstar/Pornstar, Revolution Rabbit Deluxe, Erotic Secrets of Pompeii, Red & The Revellers, The Person, Skinniage, Bondage Fairies, TDVDE, Head Noise, Sanguelia, SWH, Angie + Rob @ Fuel, Daggers for Teeth and Lars @ Audiolith Records

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We are a collective of creative minded individuals with a focus on music that is too alternative and quirky for the alternative music scene.

Our mission from day 1 has been to create a fun, friendly atmosphere where everyone can let their hair down & have an amazing experience. No attitudes, egos or drama-just positive vibes & memorable times!

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