Drums: | David Sandström |
Vocals: | Dennis Lyxzen |
Guitar: | Kristofer Steen |
Bass: | Magnus Flagge |
I clutch the worn out year of my birth · Herded with the herd · I whisper through anemic lips: I was born · And the centuries surround me with fire ¶ Aortas fill with blood to cleanse my head, to clean this feed · Commit to memory failures past and our petty needs · Suppress the crime of time and the names that map our identity · ’Cause when the fighting stops our damned souls will rot · we’ll never be set free ¶ I’m all out of appeals now · I’m just going to scream now ¶ Old friends / new war – Stuck in an uneven fight · Old friends / new war – Not dumb enough to close my eyes · Old friends / new war – Still dancing to defective rhymes · Old friends / new war ¶ The silence of the herd, apologetic words, is all I ever find · And there’s no other choice but to create some noise and sharpen up my mind · ’Cause when the cages shrink I’ll be the weakest link on every fucking chain · Can never pacify this constant war inside, all the hate and pain ¶ I’m all out of appeals now · I’m just going to scream now ¶ Old friends / new war – Stuck in an uneven fight · Old friends / new war – Not dumb enough to close my eyes · Old friends / new war – Still plotting ’til the end of night · Old friends / new war
Swedish rock band Refused wasn’t just ruminating about the lasting impact of popular culture when it began its 1998 album The Shape Of Punk To …