Recorded at Jailhouse Recordings in August 1995.
Premastered at Airplay Recording Studio.
Re-released by Pavement Music in 1999.
1. Purity Of Sadness
I sense the darkness
To me it's real
And so the purity of sadness
For me a better deal
When you think of the devil
You better think of me
Your own best companion
The only way to be
The gods pause
To contemplate your fate
Take a look at the horizon
Tell me wha
t you see
The sun may never rise
Should have got a tan
A rush in your commitments
A tale to leave untold
My strength will only witness
Heartstrings turning cold
Fading light through your windows
And the passage far beyond
Be truly as your mind goes
Be truly when you're gone
2. A Frame Of Mind
As the man I am, I dislike
More purities and feelings send
Into the extacy I hate
Nobody controls me
Maybe it's because nobody wants to
Anyway
They watch the terror
In a maze full of gray we shall rest
Incomplete, fictive mirror
Enchanting the way, I do at my best
When a man disconnects, he will lie
A tale telling meyhem inquiries leading
The poor suckers brain
I'm one of those men
But hey then again: Who's to say
Grey is coming, a broken frame
On the cross, my mirror
Unattended my body decays
A future loss, aching nearer
Soon I'll meet the boss
[The band is talking:]
- Der var et eller andet, jeg syntes der var et eller andet med...
jeg spillede helt ved siden af, jeg tunkte kun pҐ den dukke der
- tihi
- Jeg syn... lagde du ikke m¦rke til hvor mange riffs jeg spillede forkert?
- Jojo
[which translates to something like:]
[- There was something, I thought there was something about... I was]
[playing all wrong... I was only thinking about that doll, you know]
[- (laughing) Teehee]
[- I thin... Didn't you notice how many riffs I played wrong?]
[- Yeah, sure]
3. Vesuvio
Vesuvio, Mafioso, IllDisposo: Cosa nostra
Fantasia uno bandito, mava fan colo
Don stattU: Tu esi grosso
[Is said in Danish: "Her, det er en meget, meget st¦rk ost"]
[which translates to: "Here, it's a very, very potent cheese"]
4. The Hidden Ache
Bitter modern child, with your dreams tugged around you
The dreams so cold, they are mine
With the prospects they haunt you
My ache is hidden
In read lights I see you, and your hate
About time you found me
Your hand in mine
In dark rooms we're hurting
Through hidden times
All hail to the forgotten past
They took me equally with kings
So you're learning, soon becoming my pupil
In the darkness I'll teach you
I'll make you man
In moistful mornings through the only path
Stating I never want your wings
Never argue, never compromise
Wide from mine the hidden ache
Do wonders to realize all the questions you may have
5. Memories Expanded
Grey sky over black town
The rain, has set me wondering from here
Through pain, slowly watching the decay
A timeless victim of inner strength
With memories expanded
Into the graves my friend
(they are meeting at the graves tonight)
Just decay
And new rising enters my eyes
Faded passions unlimited:
You're much to grim
But I'll sl¦ve you I seng
[Note from JP and OW: "Sl¦ve you I seng" means "drag you to bed" said (and]
[spelled) in the dreary dialect that is spoken in rhus (well, Stilling, a]
[village outside rhus) where the singer of IllDisposed is from. Grim (which]
[is spoken in Danish) means "ugly"]
Now that my love is gone
6. Slow Death Factory
Buying time too blind to see
My figure staring back at me
I wish my death would crack my shell
I wish to God, I wish to Hell
All this time I swore my faith
To what was bad, I contemplate
A session made, a circle hard
A ring of evil taking part
Too unlikely I will live
Another day nothing to get
I wish my death would crack my shell
I wish to God, I wish to Hell
Too unlikely I will live
But who gives a fuck anyway
The darkness: Mine
Forever: Time
The pain is: My game
The game is: My pain
Come with me I'll show you all the wonderful sights
Blessed are thee, who ask not about the blinding
White lights
Join and you will, all that you will, and you will
In the sentence I'll give you, you'll find me
7. Submit
I've climbed your mountains
Sailed down your seas
I've seen the sunlight set in your eyes
I filled with lies
Now, can you help me?
Regain my sights
Fill me with what I need
To make my life complete
Strange follows
Strange follows me
Plain and hollow
The strange that you see
I'm pushing
Pushing harder, pushing
Nobody told me
Led my own life
Nobody said a word
as silence became my friend
No fertile future
You better submit
Stop praying, the infinite saying
That God is bigger than me
8. Flogging A Dead Horse
Head thunder lights
My feelings distorted
I sense the pleasure, the goat in me
Fuck
Start flogging the fuckin' dead horse
You know you want to
Start fuckin' the flogged dead horse
You know you've got to
Stare, smile, beat the tradition up
Back to basics a time full of me
Still, smile, return to the wombs
A nineties' caveman to be
Back to basics, the heavy basics
9. Die Kingdom
Lost inside, false memories
Of feeling Hades
You'll feel in vain
Atrocities yet awake
Die kingdom
Die all that's fake
You all forget what they are here about
Justice
Long awaiting life that second time
You lie
Maybe wrong, but will never quit
Faker
Descend in time to enaqued
And mainly sentimental
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Это группа всегда выделялась из общей массы дэтовых групп именно своей нестандартностью и своим оригинальным подходом к созданию музыки с отверганием общепринятых шаблонов.
На гитары и на вокал наложено немыслимое количество фильтров и примочек, изменяющих звук до неузнаваемости.
Присутствует 4 формы вокала: 1) низкий искажённый гроул, 2) резкий блэковый гроул 3) больной и эпелептичный рев-гроул (слегка похожий на Обитуари) 4) чистый вокал (имеет место быть на трэке "Submit", который звучит на фоне мелодичных блэковых риффов и бластбитов).
В композиции вплетается виртуозная соло гитара (по манере игры похожая на гитару Джэймса Мэрфи).
The sun may never rise
Should have got a tan
A rush in your commitments
A tale to leave untold
My strength will only witness
Heartstrings turning cold
Fading light through your windows
And the passage far beyond
Be truly as your mind goes
Be truly when you're gone
2. A Frame Of Mind
As the man I am, I dislike
More purities and feelings send
Into the extacy I hate
Nobody controls me
Maybe it's because nobody wants to
Anyway
They watch the terror
In a maze full of gray we shall rest
Incomplete, fictive mirror
Enchanting the way, I do at my best
When a man disconnects, he will lie
A tale telling meyhem inquiries leading
The poor suckers brain
I'm one of those men
But hey then again: Who's to say
Grey is coming, a broken frame
On the cross, my mirror
Unattended my body decays
A future loss, aching nearer
Soon I'll meet the boss
[The band is talking:]
- Der var et eller andet, jeg syntes der var et eller andet med...
jeg spillede helt ved siden af, jeg tunkte kun pҐ den dukke der
- tihi
- Jeg syn... lagde du ikke m¦rke til hvor mange riffs jeg spillede forkert?
- Jojo
[which translates to something like:]
[- There was something, I thought there was something about... I was]
[playing all wrong... I was only thinking about that doll, you know]
[- (laughing) Teehee]
[- I thin... Didn't you notice how many riffs I played wrong?]
[- Yeah, sure]
3. Vesuvio
Vesuvio, Mafioso, IllDisposo: Cosa nostra
Fantasia uno bandito, mava fan colo
Don stattU: Tu esi grosso
[Is said in Danish: "Her, det er en meget, meget st¦rk ost"]
[which translates to: "Here, it's a very, very potent cheese"]
4. The Hidden Ache
Bitter modern child, with your dreams tugged around you
The dreams so cold, they are mine
With the prospects they haunt you
My ache is hidden
In read lights I see you, and your hate
About time you found me
Your hand in mine
In dark rooms we're hurting
Through hidden times
All hail to the forgotten past
They took me equally with kings
So you're learning, soon becoming my pupil
In the darkness I'll teach you
I'll make you man
In moistful mornings through the only path
Stating I never want your wings
Never argue, never compromise
Wide from mine the hidden ache
Do wonders to realize all the questions you may have
5. Memories Expanded
Grey sky over black town
The rain, has set me wondering from here
Through pain, slowly watching the decay
A timeless victim of inner strength
With memories expanded
Into the graves my friend
(they are meeting at the graves tonight)
Just decay
And new rising enters my eyes
Faded passions unlimited:
You're much to grim
But I'll sl¦ve you I seng
[Note from JP and OW: "Sl¦ve you I seng" means "drag you to bed" said (and]
[spelled) in the dreary dialect that is spoken in rhus (well, Stilling, a]
[village outside rhus) where the singer of IllDisposed is from. Grim (which]
[is spoken in Danish) means "ugly"]
Now that my love is gone
6. Slow Death Factory
Buying time too blind to see
My figure staring back at me
I wish my death would crack my shell
I wish to God, I wish to Hell
All this time I swore my faith
To what was bad, I contemplate
A session made, a circle hard
A ring of evil taking part
Too unlikely I will live
Another day nothing to get
I wish my death would crack my shell
I wish to God, I wish to Hell
Too unlikely I will live
But who gives a fuck anyway
The darkness: Mine
Forever: Time
The pain is: My game
The game is: My pain
Come with me I'll show you all the wonderful sights
Blessed are thee, who ask not about the blinding
White lights
Join and you will, all that you will, and you will
In the sentence I'll give you, you'll find me
7. Submit
I've climbed your mountains
Sailed down your seas
I've seen the sunlight set in your eyes
I filled with lies
Now, can you help me?
Regain my sights
Fill me with what I need
To make my life complete
Strange follows
Strange follows me
Plain and hollow
The strange that you see
I'm pushing
Pushing harder, pushing
Nobody told me
Led my own life
Nobody said a word
as silence became my friend
No fertile future
You better submit
Stop praying, the infinite saying
That God is bigger than me
8. Flogging A Dead Horse
Head thunder lights
My feelings distorted
I sense the pleasure, the goat in me
Fuck
Start flogging the fuckin' dead horse
You know you want to
Start fuckin' the flogged dead horse
You know you've got to
Stare, smile, beat the tradition up
Back to basics a time full of me
Still, smile, return to the wombs
A nineties' caveman to be
Back to basics, the heavy basics
9. Die Kingdom
Lost inside, false memories
Of feeling Hades
You'll feel in vain
Atrocities yet awake
Die kingdom
Die all that's fake
You all forget what they are here about
Justice
Long awaiting life that second time
You lie
Maybe wrong, but will never quit
Faker
Descend in time to enaqued
And mainly sentimental