The Message

by Die Young (TX)

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Recorded and mixed by Doyle Odom, February 2004, at Electric Tide Studio. Mastered by Bumblefoot in NJ.

Released as full-length CD by Immigrant Sun Records (USA), and Elephant Eye Records (Thailand). Limited LP version was later put out by Surprise Attack Records in 2007.


released May 11, 2004



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Texas Hardcore 2002-2009. Reborn to pillage in 2013.

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Track Name: Alive With Madness
I spent the sleepless nights of youth alive with madness
With only concern for the truth, I walked this world alone

Nothing could suffice this hateful heart of mine
Be it blessing, or be it curse, to live with open eyes...

From the ashes of awareness I can only rise
Track Name: Drawn In Quarters
Welcome to hell - life with open eyes
Nails driven in with each cursed site
IlImination exacts a painful price
The less I have, the more I know
Cliches never rang so true
There are daggers in the smiles of the men who build this world

And I have reached the threshold of despair
A pebble in the sea, why do I fucking care?
Through all my screams for change, all I've found is pain
I long to slit the throats of those who choose to choke

To walk among the fallen angels and their long forgotten plans
To stand entirely alone
Filled with purpose and desire, unlike those human shells
Even angels must endure their own hidden hells

So we push on through the devastation
Complacently as slaves to our creation
Why would you run in place if you could set the pace?
It's time to slit the throats of those who choose to choke...

Bound by human nature
Our minds tied to the human world
Can we not see the madness unfurled?
Drawn in quarters, torn between life and death, love and hate
To die in slavery or rise and break the chains

Face the flames
Track Name: The Message
It's time to revive the idea
Rekindle the spirit that brought us here
To live in silence is to live in fear
So I'll speak my mind loud and clear
This voice could be the spark to ignite the silent masses
Let us all behold each voice that is full of passion
I know tomorrow isn't promised to me
So I must break free from the fear of failure, the fear of death
The fears that breed our complacent disease

We are all faced with this choice:
Escape or recreate
To live in hell or rewrite out fate
One voice, one fucking pen--
How I long to begin again and leave this goddamned world behind

Fuck you all, I don't care if it's all been said before

These are the thoughts plaguing my mind
And I know you don't want to hear
For fear the truth may set you free
Then what will you do? what's your excuse?
And then when it all comes crashing down
And your gods are nowhere to be found
What the fuck will you do? what's your excuse?

Beyond the walls of this world you've come to know
Of dead-end streets and needless suffering
Awaits a message dying to be read:
Look beyond this fucking scene

It's time to revive the idea
Track Name: Saved by a Precious Few
The clouds
They followed me to what felt like no end
Bled dry through the days
All my hope abandoned
Perhaps I have nothing left to give but this voice of discontent
And so I carry on...

Embedded in anger, my soul finds nourishment
In the wastelands of the world, I find my fertile ground
Disillusioned with everything
Nothing is what it fucking seems
The only beauty that I've found is right here--

Just like you I drag myself through this human hell
A mere piece of the machine fighting for scraps of myself
Sometimes I fear that there's not enough love in this world
To save us from ourselves

We thought love would save us from the perils of
This fucking world
But we bled through those nights when love weighed too much
When love was not enough (it's not enough)...

So here's to my saving grace...

Empty parking lots at 2am
And hating the world with the best of friends
To the precious few whose hearts are fucking true,
Those candles in the dark who saw me through:
When the crowd has gone and the dust has cleared
I would end it all if you weren't still here
All I need is a place to sleep and moments that cannot be bought