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Mehen (special edition)

by Chin Up!

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1.
A Manifesto 01:51
If we stand for nothing, All this is meaningless
2.
Prism 00:53
Prism "Government ought to be all outside and no inside. . . . Everybody knows that corruption thrives in secret places, and avoids public places, and we believe it a fair presumption that secrecy means impropriety." - Woodrow Wilson unquestioned unresolved what you don't know enslaves you all hail the all seeing eye shines like a light in this sea of darkness a false hope a better tomorrow preaching safety while denying its blindness these chains are fashioned of secrets while they tell us that we are free "what you don't know will never hurt you" words, like ash, offered up as a guarantee we created this monster circling closer in the dark it knows our every weakness its talons buried in our hearts our hands stained with ink like the blood of the martyrs we peal back the curtain revealing the visage behind no benevolent sovereign just a self serving demon we've fed with our hopes and our fears
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Empires Of Sand you raise your fists like a martyr but the blood won't wash off your hands you wield your cross like a weapon breaking backs of the already damned. (while your city lies in ruins) who is this god that you've created you speak in his name but have never seen his face i will no longer stay silent in the shadows while you preach a doctrine built on hate i've seen you on your knees in your monuments to built to excess with your holy books in hand praying for the strength to kill all you don't understand who made you judge and jury who gave you the power of life or death you've run the streets red with blood and stained these whitewashed walls with innocence i will not serve your god of hate tear down these walls we'll burn this city to the ground we'll burn this city down
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The Propagandist "No matter how big the lie; repeat it often enough and the masses will regard it as the truth." - John F. Kennedy who needs proof who needs evidence just blind acceptance of everything you're told you are part of the machine force-fed (a diet of) fear and hate you spit fire but only self-immolate these hammers that you wield only serve to crucify yourself reguritate everything you consume your words just an empty shell you are not the sacrificial lamb your speech is just an echo made of half truths and empty cries you speak with venom and hatred you talk of change while spitting lies vitriolic parasitic you cut off your nose despite your face indocrinated fabricated there is no truth within this place all talk and no action all smoke with no passion this rhetoric that spills from poisoned lips who needs proof who needs evidence just blind acceptance of everything you're told repeat everything you're told so you scream your lungs out and you swing your fists full of hate but your empty words mean nothing your empty words mean nothing
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Brave New World Order "...most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution." - Aldous Huxley false sense of security underneath this blanket of fear so content and so complacent (turn a blind eye to their tears) unwilling to question the established truths a history written by the victors built on broken bones and shattered lives FED ON LIES (we're) BRED TO BLEED AND DIE FED ON LIES (we're) BRED TO BLEED AND DIE TO BLEED AND DIE tune out buy in the consumer has become the consumed marching on to the killing fields feed the masses (the consumer has become the consumed) this is our future encased in this casket buried six feet deep (under our hopes and dreams) slaves to all that we have become our blood powers the machine we will stand we will fight we will not bow to these new gods of power and gold a new world order armed to the teeth (keep the faithful caged) face the firing squad set fire to the system (rotten from the inside out) as olympus falls
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Brighter 02:32
Brighter a life spent in darkness this is for the broken hearted this is for those held down the lost and the hopeless there is hope there is hope for a city in flames don't let them hold you back don't let them hold you down we will make a change though the world burns we will be the fire a light of hope in darkness and maybe we won't be everything that you wanted us to be but we won't let that darken this light that burns inside we've been yearning for the sunlight but have spent our lives in darkness so comfortable sheltered safe here in the unknown it's time to take back our lives time to face our fears head on no turning back step out into the light WE WILL BURN BRIGHT AS THE SUN we will make a change though the world burns WE WILL BURN BRIGHT AS THE SUN WE WILL BURN BRIGHT AS THE SUN
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Like Hands That Strike A Clock you've stolen everything you wanted leaving a sea of broken bodies in your wake sucked the marrow from the bone just a shell remains this house has become a prison afraid of the dark the shadows rise up like specters and monsters she is fighting for her life they were more than just bodies they were more than containers of skin they were not yours for the taking these broken hearts will never mend and i hope you're haunted by the ghosts of those you've broken sleepless nights and tortured days no rest for the wicked no redemption no peace (but this is a life reclaimed) no more cowering in the darkness she smiles through blood and crooked teeth this is freedom no more abuse struck down you are the cancer you are the scourge you are pariah you are the coward you deserve nothing less than to have everything you love stripped away
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Collateral Damage this is war just keep your head down and stay in line they said speak softly and carry a big stick but now it's be silent (keep silent) and speak with your fist ---------------------------------------------------------------------- he just wanted to be all that he could be to mean something to his growing family sent out of the trenches and onto the front lines he can see the enemy every time he closes his eyes as the days drag on and the bodies reach the sky the bombs fall on the guilty and the innocent alike and he thinks to himself with his fingers stained with blood “what have we become? there’s no such thing as a just war just the rich profiteering while destroying the poor fighting holy crusades in the names of unknown gods until the innocent dead fill the desert with shallow graves” the night is on fire and bombs scream through the air, the ground explodes beneath his feet and with tears in his eyes, he cries “now i'll never see the face of my daughter my little girl will grow up never knowing her father how many families have i turned into martyrs i’ve killed their sons, their wives and their mothers how many more will have to die (for) this freedom that is not free our nation's stained with blood what have we become?”
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Don’t Give Up The Ship This ship is sinking But this is not the end of the line I can’t tell you what the future holds I can’t tell if it will be all right Just hang on to the driftwood There’s help in sight There’s so much yet to live for If you make it through the night Hold on This is not the end Move on This is not the end This is not a wall It’s a door Move through it This is not the end This is not a wall It’s a door Move through it This is not the end This ship is sinking But there’s land in sight This ship is sinking But there’s land in sight Don’t give up the ship Don’t give up the ship Don’t give up the ship Don’t give up the ship
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When Dreams Become Nightmares “Civil disobedience is not our problem. Our problem is civil obedience. Our problem is that people all over the world have obeyed the dictates of leaders…and millions have been killed because of this obedience…Our problem is that people are obedient all over the world in the face of poverty and starvation and stupidity, and war, and cruelty. Our problem is that people are obedient while the jails are full of petty thieves… (and) the grand thieves are running the country. That’s our problem.”— Howard Zinn we sunk our roots into the soil and worked our fingers to the bone never doubting for a moment that this place would be our home for fourty years a blue collar slave and they took everything, everything he ever gave he was a husband, a faithful father, provider (just another faceless piece in the lifeless machine) he watched his dreams turned to cinders before his eyes two kids, a house, a loving wife a life of no regrets and it all came crashing down around him, brick by brick where do you turn when there is nothing left where do you turn when there all hope is gone NO HOPE just another victim of this nation of corporate greed the american dream is a lie the ones with the biggest and the best , in the end they still all die the american dream is a lie the system is crumbling from the inside refuse, resist fight with your mind and not with your fists wash away the years of lies, of guilt, of abject shame we will stand against tyranny, we must be the change

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All music written and performed by Chin Up!
Chin Up! is and has been Patrick, Matt C, Kevin, Ben, Jesse, Matt H, Travis and Calvin
This album is a collaboration of every version of this band.

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released February 3, 2015

Guest artist on Track 6: Keyoung
Guest artist on Track 8: Larry Prelog
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Mike Kenway at Neverwhere Sound & Design
Produced by Mike Kenway and Chin Up!
Album concept & artwork by Chin Up!, Neverwhere Sound & Design and Sorbet Jungle

A portion of the proceeds from this album's sales will be donated to the Hardcore Help Foundation.

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