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SUPERMAJOR

by Bound by Law

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1.
Coming Home 04:09
Over the wires the news were in They are fighting off trouble in a land far away They are fighting for freedom here this day I grabbed my bags, they didn't have to call me in I have turned so many corners never asking the way My Friends and family they don't understand But I'm heading off anyway Tell them, I'll be coming home again Over the wires they are fighting for and against And when they stop you can be sure then it will be too late Then there is no telling where we'll be I lay my head down in the dirt of this land For centuries these hills have carved men out of blood and sand All the Gods have left cuz if they didn't they'd be dead Here things are simple and a man can easily forget That he'll be coming home again Over the wires you saw them coming down the hills The masses gathered at the gates, then the signal got killed We had to push on or it would all be in vain And I'm the only witness to my sins A paradise was lost and her rivers are running red There was a cause but people they tend to forget I'll carry her tears 'till the day I shall fall Until the day that God calls me to his halls Then I'll be returning back home Then I'll be coming home again
2.
Pack your pockets with dollar bills Fill your tank with refines from Cowdray’s Old Mexican Eagle Stuff your nose with cheap cocaine, cuz dealing with the Russians needs your strong pumping vein They take the high roads, they wanna fuck Ukraine But I’m here for the business, not someone else’s pain On the radio I heard them say, that it’s getting pretty hairy on the highways out of Donetsk these days Blasting through the blood and decay, I’m running on fossils and bones of the not so recently claimed Putin and Merkel are fighting, whose bricks to lay But I’m just praising my luck that the roads here are still paved Ohh Europa your bloody rage when will it fade? Your money is as sweet as a cool breeze on a hot summer’s day Ohh Europa your bloody rage - yeah it’s me Out of the cold frozen hell rose a tall dark stranger from the Royal Dutch Shell He laughed and he coughed and said boy sure enough, Hitler also said nothing runs the engine of a beetle better than Cowdray’s Old M. Eagle Filled to the top the burning ruins soon reared out in the dark He said – hey friend are you up for a job? Well despite our mutual hate here, I am talking with this guy from the Islamic State He’s yapping about hell ‘n the state of my wicket ways That I should pay, convert and repent, n’ see how a fall from a building would eventually end I nodded and said, hey do you want your oil moved or turned into a sea of flames? Like two high school sweethearts, now we’re riding into the sunset Ohh Mesopotamia your bloody rage when will it fade? Your money is as sweet as a cool breeze on a hot summer’s day Ohh Mesopotamia your rage yeah it’s me Wash your face in dollar bills, fill your tank with refines from Cowdray’s old Mexican Eagle In the dust of Bush and J.P. Morgan Chase are now some juicy bones for all us scavengers to pick From the Urals in the North to the Baghdad cafes All the vultures flock around an all mighty feast Ohh Mesopotamia your bloody rage will never fade Cuz your money is as sweet as cool breeze on a hot summer’s day Ohh Mesopotamia your bloody rage - yeah it’s great!
3.
Banýa 04:48
I close my eyes and I pray for time A storm is getting closer It’s whipping through my thoughts and mind I close my eyes and I pray for time Flowers stand by the riverside In many different colors Blood is rushing through their spines Blood - Blood of brothers Ohh Lord, for so long have I yearned Ohh Lord, for so long have I yearned – Won’t you let me in? The heart struggles to survive The heat is getting stronger Mountains crumble before my eyes Red – Red is the color of the waters One should know when it is time When they’ve reached the end of the line One should know when to linger But I won’t linger, I can’t falter, I won’t linger! Ohh Lord, for so long have I yearned – Won’t you let me in? Dear Lord, I’ve sinned and I cannot bear the stench Dear Lord, show me how to wash away – You – Me – Everything We all saw them on our screens He said the sky was pried open, then came the rain He went crying to his knees for you and me As his family caught the bombs on our screens Dear Lord, despite all our sins – Won’t you let us in? Dear Lord, for so long have we evolved – Will you let us in? Dear God, show me how to destroy – You – Me – Everything!
4.
It Is On 04:20
Well you held me here for days in this Godless place Where no sun will ever come around And your stone cold walls they won't leak my calls No window will show how you got me down I played my kings high to your straight queens And now I'm down, beat, broken and lost So it is on - yeah it is on You got me tied down like a dog So it is on, you got me down I am leashed to your chair and your crown And you picked my scars with your stone cold heart Kept my mind astray in your endless halls But I can sharpen my teeth on these metal bars I can harden my fists on your walls So it is on - Yeah it is on You got me tied down like a dog So it is on, you got me down I am leashed to your chair and your crown I've been begging and screaming for mercy that never comes Or an Angel to heed my calls But no more soul searching and endless yearnings - no more Now the sleeves are rolled up and bricks will be laid I'll pave your descent out of the sweat of my two hands I build this machine out of blood and nails And it will be your growing nightmare one day Those who tried to be righteous men Their names are now written in the sand But every fiber in my body won't turn to its grave As one of the forgotten, cursed and damned. So it is on - Yeah it is on You got me tied down like a dog So it is on, you got me down I am leashed to your chair and your crown I've been begging and screaming for mercy that never comes Or an Angel to heed my calls But no more soul searching and endless yearnings - no more
5.
Mud and Clay 04:49
I'm seeding with deceit Shadows gather in the streets They compensate the lost when we bleed Now see me smile as I fail again As I exhale upon the touch of the divine All I see is gray systematic decline Of a world build on lies, especially mine I wish this mind was stripped from decay So little built on the ruins of all that failed Lost the tools, and lost the vision, and with a shaking hand I gave up the wood and nails Just to start over with mud and clay - - - - - A creature descended one day An angel covered in a veil For me to lift away But a habit had descended one day On a man in fundamental decay He got stuck with this old reflection No matter what he did, he couldn't change it An eerie panic and fear then swept in Cuz that creature she had settled herself deep And he buried that little creep so deep So deep, ohh so deep that you wouldn’t believe it.
6.
Someday Baby 04:06
I believe you’ve gotten soft and weak You’ve turned comfortable, lazy, fat and bleak And I can no longer bear the stench Having you around has come to a crumbling end The Union did the payouts, n’ the banks they were bailed Against raging stupidity even the best of the Gods have failed But now the sleeves are rolled up, I believe that I’ve been saved You paid the toils of my narrow escape And someday baby – You ain’t gonna worry about me anymore I dust my shoes on ruble from falling empires And I fill my wallet with blood money from all your greedy desires You’ve tried to reject me, you’ve been living in denial But one day you won’t care, for what you get to haul out of the burning fires And someday baby – You ain’t gonna worry about me anymore I found a million dollars the Americans forgot I saw the time had come to pack my shit and leave the state of Iraq And I’m gonna burn it all, I believe I go dust my broom I’ll cut you up in half, make me a furry handbag thing out of you But someday baby – You ain’t gonna worry about me anymore Through the midnight fire, we took a hell of a run Now say your peace quick and be over the hills, and be gone I got business further up ahead, I got a suitcase full of money N’ if you ever cross my path, your next days won’t be coming We did the act to fit the bill, to win our countries wars And someday baby – You ain’t gonna worry about me anymore I work hard on my numbers, but I’ll be done Before you lay your mercy down, my debts will be paid and gone But I have to cross country now, n’ lay long miles on the interstates To lay my weeping face onto your green fields these troubling days But someday baby – You ain’t gonna worry about me anymore Yes someday baby – You ain’t gonna worry about me anymore!
7.
Trees of Old 03:39
Trees of old your stories they’ve been told Now you have to give us room Your wisdom is laid down, repacked and stored For the next ones to come Dear Neda your spirit rests in the clouds, we'll bring it down When we realize that we were wrong Polish the dime, and climb, your story told is mine Dear Neda, can you hear me up in the clouds? Young trees and old clouds can you save us all? The seas are rising and my drink is getting warm No heart but heat for the farmers of Mexico I'll keep burning cuz it's too cheap no to I mean here it's still plenty cold I should know cuz it's where I keep my home No heart but heat for Mexico I dropped the TV on my foot, and when the pain subsided I finally understood What served had twisted our worlds Looped us into a snarl and poisoned our hearts Dear Neda, can you hear me up in the clouds? Trees of old I'm too dumb to carry on And when I'm gone, will you carve me into lumps? Feed me to the next of kin, in the end trees of old you'll win Please ask the clouds to take me in Dear Neda your spirit rests in the clouds, we'll bring it down When we realize that we were wrong Polish the dime, and climb, your story told is mine Dear Neda, can you hear me up in the clouds?
8.
The Struggle 04:40
Like the path of a raindrop from the sky to the roots of a forest Like the scent of nectar tampering the nerves in even the smallest You move like you were meant to deceive Creature come, creature go, silly creatures full of hope But this is what I am, yeah this is what I am now You eat me, deceive me, then feed me to the ground Well heaven seem so far away, but my mind is poised to decay And I keep moving cuz this – I simply can’t refrain A distant light reflected through a maze of thousands of mirrors A beacon lid by fire, but clouded in the mist of the unclear It can snap and break all of your beliefs Claim you pale and withered like the autumn leafs So this is what I am, yeah this is what I am now You tease me, you need me, then make me bite the ground Well heaven seem so far away, but my mind is poised to decay And I keep moving cuz this – I simply can’t refrain The way of the future so beautiful, it can delude the creator Tides and currents swallowing the heart and spirit of the predator Puzzled and amused that we struggle through all of this In our inherent predestined circular existence But this is what I am, yeah this is what I am now You eat me, deceive me, then feed me to the ground Well heaven seem so far away, but my mind is poised to decay And I keep moving cuz this – I simply can’t refrain Hope be gone Hope be gone again So I can finally can tell This circular existence
9.
I think I’ll drown But not in the cold high sea Maybe in a lukewarm freshwater lake Cuz this world just turned me in Mid august I’ll drive my rig inland, to a country lake Not too long, long drives make me sick I’ll go fishing, and let the big one pull me in And I promise you all that I’ll send this dying song From the midst of these lonely woods where I’m at It’s about the moon the stars and this life’s setting sun And I’ll curse the hell out of fate, and everything that sure wasn’t fault Yeah I’ll send you all this dying song I could look up the calendar, see if I can find an eclipse Or something else that’ll fit Go on the net, find others like me Throw us an orgy and suck on some tits Yeah grab that ass, and pop the pill, meet the maker And take the big trip away on her ship And I promise you all that I’ll hum this dying song While I grab these saddlebags, and ride on My mid 90’ies chemical trip Check out the caps cuz I assure you – This is the shit boy! Yeah I’ll hum this dying song Our old earth is dying, I saw it on TV But I don’t know what the hell, that shit has to do with me Could check in one of them hospices In Switzerland or Monaco Ask for some mercy, pay to be free The doctors will nod and the nurses weep Write the book and sell the script Nag your bones with my insincerity But I’m sure you all will be there to check it out While you wait in line for the album to come out Cellophane, tits n’ explosions and a nice flat screen Celebrate life with a dose of modern cocaine Yeah I’ll send you this dying song My modern friends… Yep…
10.
Ohh No 05:17
Now I tried to go down to that lonesome place Where they keep it on the ground – but ohh no A beast is clinging to my soul So I picked up the phone and placed a call To the place where they got all the crazy ones down – but wohoa We don’t send out white cabs to no clowns What fills you up – takes me down When you’re flying – I’m crawling on the ground But when you cry – I go smiling all around Ohh-ho – a beast is clinging to my soul They said you sir! Your only talent is throwing people around Punching holes in the walls, and keeping everyone else down Being a white trash country boy really isn’t your fault So I took me a break in a lodge, picked up the trail and gathered my thoughts N’ Before I knew of it, the whole damn thing was sold off Ohhh with all of that money, the politicians and lawyers almost began to glow in the dark Though a whole native tribe had to be moved out of that national park What fills me up – Will take you down When I’m flying – You’ll be starving on the ground And when you cry – I go smiling all around Ohh-ho – a beast is clinging to my soul Now we’re buying up futures on Oil, food and Meds And when the lot is sold off, I’m gonna be richer than Kings They say - old money is the best, but new is what’s gonna put your morals to the test Then they called back from the institution, said it was time to come in I said I don’t know where to begin, I’m on a roll here! I just need me some booze and some hookers and some strong medicines It’s way past my saving time, I’ll be wearing you boys down and thin What fills me up – Will take you down When I’m flying – You’ll be starving on the ground And when you're dying honey – I go smiling all around Ohh-ho – a beast is clinging to my soul I walked a good thousand miles and newer got nowhere But the next stretch I plan to go down with style So screw you all, yeah screw you all - bye and bye Yeah screw you all, and bye and bye!

about

SUPERMAJOR is dedicated to those politicians and corporations,
who in a post-cold war world helped push for a wirily
strong surviving ‘Us and Them’ dichotomy in the world, from
which it will take an ambitious post-millennial generation
to break. The album contains language which some listeners
may find objectionable, but as one of our great inspirers
through all aspects of life, W. Axl Rose, says – They can #?!*
off and buy something from the New Age section. Welcome to
the world of Supermajors – hope you enjoy the album. Thank
you for buying and thereby supporting our future endeavors.
- M. Wilhjelm

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released October 15, 2016

SUPERMAJOR is produced by Martin Rauff
Recorded and engineered by Christian Bonde
Mixed by Christian Bonde and Martin Rauff
Mastered by Christian Bonde

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