Lovely Greetings From A Dying Planet

by SEAMYSIDE

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Our first EP from 2007.

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released December 1, 2007

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All songs and lyrics written by SEAMYSIDE.

Bass - Arne
Drums - Marv
Guitar - Thomas
Guitar - Mäsi
Vocals - Martin

Recorded and mixed by Flo & John @ DailyHero Recordings Berlin, additional mixing and mastered by Sven @ Hodam Production Dessau.
Artwork by Jester Design.

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SEAMYSIDE Dessau, Germany

SEAMYSIDE started some years ago and meanwhile released 2 EPs and one album, played all over Europe and always stayed true to its members trust in creative friendship, generating the vibe of DIY post metal combined with an emotional approach to understand human behaviour. ... more

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Track Name: Conditioned
We’re caught in our conformist's choice!
You won’t wake up, fallen down
Following the errorists plan.

I scream and shout,
but you don't listen,
so we keep been trapped...

Running along the streets with no aim
you have such a waiting look in your eyes.
Buying endless senseless
you have such a waiting look in your eyes.
Doing no special task but hiding
you have such a waiting look in your eyes.
Getting entertained in passivity
you have such a waiting look in your eyes.

Let's be free!
Getting nowhere fast!
Let's be free!
Everyone seems scared, but is kept

Deaf, dumb and blind, it's the opposite of bein' engaged.
Bowed down hump and cluttered mind, well conditioned for bein held caged.

We are the frozen, wilful indecision's our flaw.
Blended by illusions we cling to the last straw.
We are the frozen,
we cling to the last straw.

Caught in the state of no consciousness
we have such a waiting look in our eyes.
The ethic we're accepting means to be imprisoned,
And we have such a waiting look in our eyes.
Living the life of the lifeless!

We're so free! Are we free? Always question the means of power.
We're so free! Are we free? No, I don't want to shower.
Track Name: Said The Cow
Why should I constantly suffer for the fattening of their faces?
Their selfish-arrogant, ringing hollow “I feel nothing” chases
Disguise that I recognize their smile is meant fatally,
So I believe to achieve the grief that is programmed pre-natally.
I’m missing my identity, normality’s extremity,
Profitability’s necessity,
So it’s worth to be said: Don’t play with me!

We are prostitutes in human space and time.
Victims of an anthropocentrical ethic.

Caught in a state of human superiority,
Life is worthless when you can’t be free.

We are always wasted - Subversive dreams leaving the carcass filled hole,
We are always wasted - That for me it's the fate but not the ultimate goal.

This is my suffering, this happens every day, and where you're looking at?

Kind of them dropping by but I don’t care,
It’s all devenial denial so why should I share
Their self-support, their comfort, their ability
To soothe me down smoothly in total apathy.
If I was human my plan wouldn’t go any further
Than taking them to the court for psychical murder.
Laughing into my eyes while despising my destiny
They say “sweet” meaning “dumb” and eat the rest of me.

We are prostitutes in human space and time.
Victims of an anthropocentrical ethic.

Caught in a state of human superiority,
Life is worthless when you can’t be free.

We are always wasted - Subversive dreams leaving the carcass filled hole,
We are always wasted – That for me it's the fate but not the ultimate goal.

Steady blackout, noone restrains, we’re sentenced to be tattered and torn.

Nobody’s there to carry out the deeds,
I don’t hate to be proud of right now,
Nobody’s there to see that I bleed,
Really for an idea! … said the cow.

And while we tolerate
what deep inside we hate
we can't appreciate
cuz then it is too late.
So we don't tolerate
what deep inside we hate
And we appreciate
when we've changed the rate.
Track Name: Robert Smug
Once I knew a guy, we shared our lives
on kids afternoons with hoods and knives.
Though we were equal, he wanted to lead,
Seemed wise for his age, so I let him proceed

Time flows - in years, I heard many stories
His goal - was his success without any worries
Now we - weren’t equal, he wanted to lead
He seemed - wise for his age, I thought he would proceed.

I let him in lack of interest
While he was alive, my name was indecision
Until that day I heard again of him.
Suicide – Was he right
Failure of – a life!

Now he’s back in my mind – Back in my mind!
I will always remember - His kind:

He turned himself into a monster
An untouchable almighty
Like Nietzsche, but 3 steps below
No doubt was right he just ignored it.

He was his king in his own kingdom.
Who didn’t fit, was banned.
You had to trust in his selfrigtheousity
To be called a friend.

I didn’t get him in tune of interest
While he was alive, my name was aversion
Until that day I heard of his suicide.

I will always remember his kind
To cut life through bein' selfishly blind.
I will always remember this shot.
I will always remember.

His suicide! His trusticide!
His way to abandon interest in life!
His suicide! His truthicide!
His way to end conversation life!

Shot in the head, no one can see through:
Could one be life-surfeited with 22?
He was convinced of his fulfilled life
As megalomaniac he could not survive.
Track Name: Second Punch (Hit Home)
I spent so much time with you
I gave so much love to you
You said you follow me into the darkness
I lost all the fear to die
But everything was just a lie
And then you left me and I started to regress

Don´t wake me up
Let me sleep till I die
I lose a love again
Will the wound ever heal
Don't wake me up
I opened my heart without reply
to receive more love again
Will the wound ever heal

The second punch hit home (failure of a heart)

Was he better or was I worst
I gave everything in the world
For You - nothing was as important
As you.
Should I start a new try to forget
Should I start a new time to regret
Like You – I realized
I had only one choice to do

Don't make myself a victim
Months later still dreamin´ of you
Night after night
Day after day

I won't forget , you will forget me.

You left me and I know why
because you can´t decide!

Why I don't learn and realize
That it knocked me out another time?
Should I try to stand up
Or should I save myself?

Stay on the ground (and give up)
Cuz all we had is over
Stay on the ground (and give up)
Throwing out those memories

Don´t wake me up
Let me sleep till I die
I lose a love again
Will the wound ever heal
Don't wake me up
I opened my heart without reply
to receive more love again
Will the wound ever heal
Track Name: In The Box
RIGHT! In The Box – hardcore!
WRONG! In the box.

Let’s go!
We are cracking the monotone
there' only 3 types of clones.
While we’re all flesh and bone
Everyone dies alone...
We don’t like your apathy,
You believe in your authority.
But what this simply means to me
Is nothing but that you don’t see
the Points of my reflection
fittin' into another section
Included in a faction
Representing your class-detection.

We are all unique!
Uniformity is cynic!
We are no class, this shocks
When you only think in the box!

You think you know us
Cuz you’ve seen guys like us
Seems like a bunch a deadlocks
Start thinking outside the box!

Now you will see!

Shut up!
We don’t like foolish categories
Shown in yellow press stories
Tell us bearded men stand for enemies
We don’t believe in your clichees.
A group matchs mutuality
But everyone keeps his identity
This makes human being free
To trust in independence.

We are all unique!
Uniformity is cynic!
We are no class, this shocks
When you only think in the box!

RIGHT!

Individuals don’t fit into cells
No one like another, brother unlike brother
Standing on my own feet, rising at my own speed
Thinking for myself, I’m individual.