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A Carnivore's Platter

Recorded in April 1999 At AFM recording Services. Produced By Helarage and

Klint Macro. Copyright Helarage 1999 All rights reserved. Lyrics

reprinted here by permission of the author. Joe Queen.



9: Everything Dies vocal: Joe



Brash and redundant, repeating popular statements.

Tell me again what someone else meant and why

should it matter to me.



Hollow and pretentious, I'm expecting the relentless,

nothing new is coming through it all sound so familiar.



Feeling a hostile reaction. C'mon don't you get it?



Oh it astounds me, I can be so misleading

I'll tell you the truth as soon as I'm through

discussing insignificance.



Appalling and delightful, a teaspoon's a mindfull.

The feeling is bliss not to know what you miss

I'll tell you just to spite you.



Feeling a hostile reaction. C'mon don't you get it?

That's why, Everything dies.

Feeling a hostile reaction. C'mon don't you get it?



9: Sometimes I just get tired and fed up with the lack of originality that is

popular culture. I'm talking about music, movies, tv shows, politics,

etc...



10: The Only Cause vocal: Craig



Who's side are you on?



Lets talk about loyalty,

let's show off our pride.

Team work and integrity

now we will shine.



Who's side are you on?



Let's hide our duplicity,

we can tell more lies.

A smile lends authenticity,

to the masks we hide behind!



Who's side are you on?

The only cause I will serve is mine!



Who's side are you on?



Do you...

Believe in what they tell you?

See as they want it seen?

Hear as they want you to hear it?

Dream as if you have a choice?



Who's side are you on?



Let's talk about a new world order,

a thousand points of light.

Let's talk about the revolution,

recalling the Bill of Rights.

Let's talk about loyalty,

Choosing up our sides

Let's talk about treason.

Us or them, you decide.



10: Can I be any clearer? I am on "my" side. I'm a selfish bastard.

I don't trust smiling authority or the tons of "feel good" rhetoric,

knobs in suits spew in through my TV. Whaddaya gonna do, huh?