by Nordstaat

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released June 5, 2016



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Nordstaat Bremen, Germany

Nordstaat is a dark Techno / Aggrotech project from northern Germany. Expect more harshness to come.

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Track Name: Voice of Fate
Wreak devastation, see through the ashes
Own so very much, so very less.
Come down to us and join the forces
The dance of ungodly distress

Ignore any ramblings of freedom
The lie of determination
Put and end to all luxery
Follow us towards starvation

The meaningless remainder
stripped of symbolic framing
When the desert of reality
Seems more accomodating.

Strength through purity, purity through faith
As human as anyone else
master of ruins, Leader of the lost
Arise and welcome the messiah of dust

Empty eyes, no rumors of glory
A demigodly intervention
Their meaning lost in the howl of the weak
When all words fail, let hate speak

Give your order and I will follow
The haunting voice of my destiny
Willingly I am slave
Existance is breaching me

It comes, it comes to a price
When will and hatred merge
It all seems, seems so much simpler
And you get what you deserve

Kneel before the gates of intellect
blinded by the light within
The fate of a suspect
How naive I appear, how childish I seem

Percieved as hard and cold
Being without life and passion
Waiting for your utterance
Denying your affection
Track Name: The White Man's Burden
Carry the White Man’s burden
Send forth the best ye breed
Go bind your sons to exile
To serve your selfish need;
To wait in heavy harness,
for killing in my name
Slaughter of sullen peoples,
Pawns in a perverted game.

No notable reation
In suspense to abide,
Endure the threat of terror
Check the show of pride;
Open speech and simple,
A hundred times in vein
Seek another’s profit,
And work another’s gain.

Take up the White Man’s burden
The savage wars of peace
Never fill the mouth of Famine
Bid the sickness cease;
When your goal is nearest
The end for others sought,
Watch the cold reality
Bring all your hopes to naught.

We're an evil creation
End your stupid dream,
Toil of serf and sweeper
The tale of common things.
Questions you never ask,
The roads ye shall not tread,
Make them with your living,
And mark them with your dead.

Watch your wisdom crumble
In patience to abide,
Assure yourselves
Standing on the bright side
Witness all their temples fall
their pain lets them confess
But we're just martyrs
for even less
for even less

End the futile struggle
Content yourself with less
As flesh puppet of madmen
Your crawling weariness;
By all you cry or whisper,
By all you leave or do,
Nothing matters in the end
Neither gods nor you.