Inferno Sci-Fi Grind’n’Roll is: Dan, Demian, Gio, Jimmy Bax, V Fisik The fall and rise and fall of Inferno Sci-Fi Grind’n’Roll: recorded and mixed by V Fisik @ HombreLobo Studio Roma 2011 Tracks 02, 04, 05, 06, 08, 09, 11, 14 mastered by Riccardo Pasini @ Studio73 All music and lyrics written by V Fisik except: 09 music written by Gio lyrics written by Gio and V Fisik All songs performed by Inferno Sci-Fi Grind’n’Roll except: 01, 03 and 10 performed by V Fisik, 07 performed by V Fisik and Jimmy Bax 12 performed by Inferno Sci-Fi Grind’n’Roll, Stefano Tucci and Lili Refrain Banjo on 12 by Gio Artwork concept by V Fisik Front artwork by Camilla Iacobitti Back artwork by V Fisik and Camilla Iacobitti Adios Amigos! www.infernogrindnroll.com www.subsoundrecords.it PART I THE FALL 01 we are the romulans 02 CARTILAGO DELENDA EST don't ask any question in order not to hear lies your long term insurance has no sense at all all your expectations now are part of a meat floss production line! meatgrinded mince puppets say goodbye! we were bred to be smashed (two hundred six bones gone) unknown flying mincers & alien chefs approaching upon me (I'm your sweet and lovely australopitecus) notice that the end is coming without propaganda on a random day and year, just have a little glance up to the skies the seventh day he took some rest and then went hungry all that time wasted on diets and in exclusive gyms will make them so upset cause we're not tasty enough we used to plan with accuracy our summer holidays and suddenly a unique chunk is made of us we're metaphores to an atheist funeral: we are all dressed up without a place to go! 03 pituk kytup 04 EEL BOOTS AND THE CURSE OF THE SKINNY HORSES thou shall not pass alive, you just asked for this: you are doomed in barren lands like these, where meat is so cheap, you will starve (you) can't run but you can hide: skinny horses are not so clever I'm Eel Boots stand by my side, you should be my Sancho Panza step on adversities: I'm the missing link between snake and fish feeling invicible is so proper to human nature that feeling of dying alone is supernatural, is close to gods I'll make boots of you (you) can't run but you can hide: skinny horses are not so clever an old fashioned sacrifice to recharge your superpowers! 05 CODENAME:RADARGIRL in my district, you know, a single stare ain't a kind of currency if she seems so polite it's just because she has no soul at all now try to tell to a death machine your famous quotes like these: "please keep your fangs away from me" "I like to spend my time alone" don't think you're kinda safe just cause you don't see the pale of her eyes... ...call her radargirl no way to submit her fingerprints to the local police "please keep your probes away from me" "I like to spend my time alone" don't think you're kinda safe cause you can't see any logic in her moves... ...call her radargirl coincidence run down on the boulevards ending in no dream playground conspiracy, my strengths are getting lower now patience is gone together with some gallons of my blood my chest is red pointed, metallic breath right on my neck coincidence run down on the boulevards ending in a raw room of a hospital where no one believes my words at all my chest is red pointed, metallic breath right on my neck I'm not attending to another glamorous life experience codename:radargirl! PART II THE RISE 06 MEET THE MEATBALLS I am the striking nerve, I am the goleador, the human flag of a dystopian sport I'm showing the futility of every team effort as I throw a beating heart into a goal in this corporate state blood is in control and makes me even more popular mahyem is increasing so the fans are going wild the more obvious is the danger greater is the fun deadly killing routine: here I come but what I dream about is simply to retire plus a corporation concubine (rather a pair) I am the striking nerve, I am the the one who scores, I am the dislocation of a bone hoping just for this time to not be the last one standing there's no referee to tell how brutal I am to you nothing but the winners matter: this is brutal deluxe! 07 a maiden without irony pt.1 08 HALLS APOCALYPTUS people are proudly subdued and flocking don't you call it slavery: this is revelationship (mr. george orwell's spinning in his grave: these premonitions are felicity) anno domini three thousand three, land of corpus cristi: mankind finally found its peace through the power of belief the mighty lord archbishop obstructs with iron will those who stand for science's untrue supremacy brain spectrum analysis points who's to be hit: inquisition 2 point O is here those anarchodroid snipers are no evidence: technology cannot be real it's just the devil’s hand this is a world monkeys are banned from: the reformation wants you to have no doubts the immortality of the prophets' authority is guaranteed by cloning technology encrypt the codex, mantain the order, acting in the fog, spreading the morbus, mauling the masses, starving the senses damned be you folks: I was right twice! 09 DEAD MAN WALKMAN you might know him as "the saturday night reaper": with a single piroette he killed a bunch of six from the dance floor to the death row with no chance of parole watch him perform a perfect moonwalk his whole last mile long 12 on 12 clapped their hands when the judge said: "you got served" his leg warmers still on and the "maniac" tune pumping his headphones the maximum security ballet is going to loose its etoile and the warder says: "Fred Astaire, save the last dance for Mrs. Death” no more groove, no more calypso! PART III THE FALL 10 we are the samples 11 TUESDAY IS THE NEW MONDAY you and me we're going to play the quiet game only when i'll be out of shells and that's not happening being anxious 'bout the future is a thing of the past that's what I’ve learned recently from time traveling: step on every insect you're gonna find on your path present days can't be more poor and crippled than this thanks to med supplies of today you will know of the ides of march when the stilettoes were removed the present "I" is the goddamn result of what an older wiser "ME" told me to do step on every mosquito found in your past even more if you've a delicate touch and i'm feeling easy, so easy ay ay ay! there is no paradox at all cause i'm making lots of euros betting on every football match last year and horse race and the dartboard championship burn down this place, or rather do it yesterday if you got issues with me, exterminate my tree if you have problems with them fuck their moms before their dads do! 12 in deep bogaard hallo, hallo! 13 a maiden without irony pt.2 I’m still dreaming of you asking me out though you’re dead and gone literally you used to fed on lust and I was cannon fodder now I know why you didn’t fear any std now I know you well (you liked it unprotected) now I know well the benefits of rigor mortis but I like it since it lasted you’re digging your own grave: quit quitting you sexy sexist! 14 CHARLY ZIPLOCK this perfect void is trying to stick over my skin, a barking dog is saying: "ready, set, go to hell" the night asks to be slaughtered my sweat is asking for confidence time to dress my ziplock suit again that makes me feel so organized: there's a pocket for the entrails and one for the eyes don't commit the basic error of putting tiny penises in the place for fingers: it's something i can't tolerate don't panic: freedom is just one ziplock away not that you didn't know me at all but you never expected me to be so cold you were deserving it from moment one cause you're a nice bunch of guys but your music sucks!