General Zod said:
Thank you, thank you, thank you. It's amazing to me that more people don't recognize this, as the primary driving factor behind the decline of most Metal bands, especially those who began with a sound born of aggression and/or intensity.
Metal needs to be written by intense/angry individuals, not guys driving a Mercedes, 20 pounds over weight and banging a supermodel. It doesn't work. If you're familiar with Mindcrime's story (and if youre not, shame on you), it's clear that Geoff was pissed at the world. His lyrics are a seething indictment of our government, our media, our religions and our lifestyle. Now he's a 50 year old Republican, simply trying to firm up his nest egg for his golden years. I'm shocked to think anyone was expecting a sequel deserving of the Mindcrime moniker.
As Britt pointed out, if Mindcrime IIs driving force was artistic, and not financial, than Mike Stone and Jason Slater would not be two of the primary creative forces behind this disc.
Zod
yeah it is really amazing that with all the shit around the world we get more and more "happy metal" with cheesy or nonsense songs and lyrics about dragons, elves, wizards, quests, etc. What happened to all those angry bitter anti government lyrics that made you wonder if the band is in danger of getting in trouble for it?
in the last several years I think I only remember 3 songs:
"Scar Spangled Banner"
Oh say can you fucking see
The missiles fall like rain
Bloody mountains majesty
Dead bodies on the plain
By the bombing's eerie light
See the crimsons waves of red
What so proudly they all fell
The twilight of the dead
[Chorus:]
America - the violent
The indifferent
God shit is grace on me
America - the arrogant
The belligerent
Will live in infamy
We the people, for no people
Secure the blessings of tragedy
Do or dain we have enstablished
The scar spangled banner
We pledge allegiance to no god
Only to the blood
Liberty is just a dream
When dying in the mud
This, the land of the deceived, home of the depraved
Bombs, they drop like falling leaves
And the deadly flag still waves
Red - the beautiful color of blood
Flowing like a stream
White - the color of bleaching bone
Lovely and obscene
Blue - the bruising color of flesh
Battered, ripped and torn
The colors of the flag of hate
Of violence and porn
What you see is what you get
You haven't see the bloody trail yet
I'm no patriot, just a hate-triot
Blood sport, my sure bet
See the flag, get a body bag
Salvation form a .44 mag.
Nothing left, no one saved
Cause our goddamn motherfucking bloody ass
Banner still waves
"Blackmail The Universe"
This is breaking news
It appears air force one was shot down
Somewhere over the Middle East this morning
By a sleeper cell of rouge terrorists, firing a stinger missile
The pilot and all passengers are unaccounted for
The presidents whereabouts are presently unknown
And he is presumed missing
The vice president, secretary of state
And principles of the military are assembling
Our nation stands at DEFCON 3
The greatest crisis, will someone come for me?
I "red, white and blew it."
Unleashed revenge, my body is detained
How could anybody do this?
Betrayal, I peel away the days
Medals are useless. Uncle Sam's forgotten me
I'm not important no one will ever come
I'll never be fund, god get me out of this hell.
Nuclear battlefields energised
Cold wars are heating up again
The tensions mounting
People lift up your fists in revenge
The stage is set
Who will be the first to blink?
We can go to war
Remember that "Vietnam thing"
Peace at any price
With a gun to your head, bang, bang
Weakness runs in your family
What runs in mine is death
This is your 5-minute warning
Burn all your classified documents
And if cooler heads don't prevail
First strike from a political dead man
Appeasement only makes the aggressor more aggressive
He understands only one language - action
And he respects only one word - force
No sign of them stopping, no time for back channel communiqu©s
We need all the help we can get, air strikes and invasions!
Retaliate. I say!
The will of good men can not counter the terrible strain of war
Blackmail the universe with the greatest of calamities
Awaken those sleeping giants in the dust of the ground
With their skin destroyed, unjust to innocence
Lawful possessor of the worlds last 24 hours
Terror and ugliness reveal what death really means
And in hatred you see men as they really are
If chosen over heaven, earth will have been for them
All along, only another region of hell.
"The Man Who Would Be King"
Bless me father I must go away
To save us from the one's who don't believe
Confess me father I have sin but maybe
Angels really sing
Fot the man who would be king
We laugh at your religion
You people of the sand
We have no superstition
You can read it in our hands
Forgive me father for the change we bring
But it's all for the man who would be king
Don't leave a body standing
Not the holy not the small
Deliver us from evil
If it's yours we want it all
Lately father I've been wondering
Is the devil just the man who would be king
How can right be ever wrong
We are glory we are stronger than you
We never got an answer
But it's just too late to ask
The bloody flag was waving
And our hearts just ran too fast
Curse me father for the chains we bring
And don't believe the man who would be king
We never got an answer
Cause the question slipped my mind
I've been so busy killing
That I haven't found the right time