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Front Line Assembly
Front Line Assembly


Информация
Откуда Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Жанры Electronic Body Music
Electronic
Post-Industrial
Electro-industrial
Годы 1986—н.в.
Лейблы Metropolis Records
См. также Conjure One
Cyberaktif
Delerium
Equinox
Intermix
Left Spine Down
Noise Unit
Pro-Tech
Synæsthesia
Will
Skinny Puppy
Состав
Chris Peterson
Bill Leeb
Jeremy Inkel
Jared Slingerland
Jason Bazinet
Бывшие участники
Jed Simon
Devin Townsend
Adrian White
Michael Balch
Rhys Fulber
Jeff Stoddard
Jason Filipchuk
Glen Reely
Greg Reely
Jason Hagen
Craig Joseph Huxtable



Альбом Front Line Assembly


FLAvour Of The Weak (1997)
1997
1.
Corruption
2.
3.
4.
5.
Evil Playground
6.
7.
8.
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Corruption

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Keeping Your mind strong
Turn the bass on

Feed the fire
Let's get higher

Gotta get this thing down
Gotta get my load up

Show no emotion
Drown in the ocean
Put a gun to Your head
You took a hit
And rocked Your head
You took a hit
And now You're dead

Anyhow
Anywhere
Anyplace, Anytime You will lose it

Anyhow
Anywhere
Anyplace
Anytime

. . .


Understand with reason
Cause their ain't no way of pleasin'
Cause the thing that's in effect
Turns out to be respect

Gotta get up
Gotta get down
Gotta put the fear
In the ground

Also weak in their minds
Also fake, also blind
Lies and lust and hate
In the end it's too late

All the tears that were wept
All the friendships that were swept
Was it worth it was it swell
Only time and death will tell

After all is said and done
And we reach the final sum
Take Your heart in Your hand
And alone You will stand

. . .


One time
One place
One single place
Erotic dreams
Distorted seams
Decrepit hands
Lay down your plans
For meltdown

I'm gonna take you down
To the ground

Hypocrisy
We rule with technology
Set the world on fire
Then you will be free

. . .

Evil Playground

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Here today
Gone tomorrow
What's the flavor
Can I borrow?

Beg or steal
What's the deal?
Beats for the money
He's not real

Who stole by the hand
Who stole by the hand

Like grains of sand
We're blown away
A darkening sky
We fade away
Feeling sorrow
Don't mean a thing
Fame and fortune
Are everything

Bite the bullet
See the man
Feed his EGO
(...)

No more time
You feel the rhyme
Afraid to speak
The flavor's weak

Life is cheap
No time to speak
Ride the wave
No sync to slave

. . .


Air is still
Chaotic thrill
Burns his will
Another kill

No control
Determined fole
Blackened hole
Stories told

One to another
We are bought and sold
One to another
For whom the bell tolls

Thrill A Kill A
He's a chill/er

No creator
Manipulator
Degenerator
A people hater

Psychotic burnout
Douse the flame out
This persecutor
Weird intruder

Forgone conclusion
Severe illusion
Disturbed emotion
Greased with lotion

. . .


Radio Activ
Automate
Regenerate
Transmutate
Hallucinate

Are You recieving
Message send

. . .


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