Frodus: And We Washed Our Weapons In The Sea
LP released 2000 on Day After Records (CZ Rep)
CD released 2001 on Fueled By Ramen Records
Archivist: Stu (www.jononation.com/)
Red Bull of Juarez
Move on down . Move on down . The road goes on for miles . We can drive . We
can spit . The wind will mark our words . I'm left for dead now . I'm left for
dead right now . We're left alone now . We're left alone right now . Teach me
Texarkana . A tour with no words . The weapons drawn . Rock n' roll is war .
We looked away from ourselves . Our vans die . I don't care
The Earth Isn't Humming
I hear these times are the end . And another one must fall down . I don't think
I believe it . When another one must fall down . Give us the distance . And
another one will fall down . The sun in the open sky . Fall down . Stare back
into my own eyes . Fall down . A stranger in my own skin . Fall down . One decade
later . And another one must fall down . The earth isn't humming . I watched
them all fall down . Fell into the sound in front of me . Unchanged by those
around . Directionless . An open sea . We'll watch as time tumbles down
There Will Be No More Scum
I awoke dead . The sun now faded . It's laid out- the monorail . I awoke dead
. Torn away from my warmth . Progress of science . Put to work to destroy .
For diplomacy . Stupid human scum . Insect gods . Territorial and pissing .
On their history . Put to work . Taste the venom of the wicked . In my axis
I splinter . Ground to dust . I still see what you don't . I awoke dead . The
sky filled with bombs
Out-circuit the Ending
Feels like all our days were stolen . Waiting for the bombs to start falling
. Born without wings . Drawn to fight . Drawn to win . Drawn to be erased .
Chainless . Undying . At least I'm not innocent . In the dust of the least design
I will take to the sky . Passion replaced by strategy . Your stained glass heart
yearns for it . An open door somewhere waits for me . Your arms are strong but
they do not find me
Chiriacho Summit
Sun setting . A distant hill . Hurl bottles at the horizon . A water tower bleeds
from the heat . Can the sun guess my reaction . No retreat . Not even in sleep
. Faced with a new direction . Take that step . To the night . Beyond all that
has created you . Debt . Empty stares . Strike back with the hate of a young
man's heart. Sing what you don't dare . I'll meet you there . Wear the sunset
in the end
Belgian Congo
(Instrumental)
The Awesome Machine
The machines never died . The recurring threat of technology can be used to
confine populations . It's not a reason to reject it all . Just the minds who
abuse the knowledge . Saw it once in a dream . Buildings extend . Mankind the
sea . It'll happen- culture mesh into one . See it now as we open our eyes .
We will traverse the empty season of now . We will be vindicated
6/99
We could disappear in echos . We could disappear in the live of those we love
. I thought hope was lost . I tried not to look back . Haunted by darkened thoughts
. The void drew me closer . Until we are brought back . By the lives of those
we love . Hope was lost . I closed my eyes
Hull Crush Depth
(Instrumental)
Year of the Hex
Wicked and twisted . See through the eyes of the far more sinister . Unfold
to face the wolves . This day I cast no shadows . Something unseen always a
step behind me . Black tears cannot be divided . Beat them at every turn . Nothing
burns like a hurt for money . Trade love / life for dividends . In the end inherit
nothing . I wish pain upon this city . Old word hold no meaning . I unfold to
face myself . Laugh at those who laugh at the dead . The night air chokes through
ghosts of businessmen . "Do not sell all you are for all you think you
see, my pretties" . There is no final word . As long as you breathe . There
is no final verse . As long as you live...
Title Track
(Instrumental)