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120706 :: LIVE @ Sheffield Corporation with XP8

Fitz — Thu, 17 May 2012 22:05:08 +0000

On 6th October 2012 we again will support our crazy Italian friends XP8 as part of their UK tour!

Lineup:

XP8
Skinjob
Petrol Bastard

Doors 7pm
Tickets £10 from http://www.corporation.org.uk/gig/1298/XP8

Interview by Unsigned Europa Issue #2

Fitz — Fri, 17 Feb 2012 18:12:31 +0000

Open publication – Free publishing – More dark

Blade Runner Sketchbook

Fitz — Fri, 30 Dec 2011 03:00:34 +0000

Found on the web from 1982. Concept art from Blade Runner.

Remix on new Grandchaos CD

Fitz — Fri, 28 Oct 2011 18:58:32 +0000

We have a remix of ‘Eve of Destruction’ on the new Grandchaos album ‘Refuge‘ (Urgence Disk Records)

Nothing Left

Fitz — Wed, 26 Oct 2011 22:36:56 +0000

I let myself
Hate you
I let myself
Remember
I let myself
Go there
I let myself
Realise

There’s nothing left
Nothing gained
There’s nothing left
Only Pain

I hate myself
When I hurt you

I hate myself
When I remember
I hate myself
When I go there
I hate myself
When I realise

There’s nothing left
Nothing gained
There’s nothing left
Only Pain

The Reality of Decay

Fitz — Wed, 26 Oct 2011 22:36:02 +0000

Illusions of control
In an alternate reality
Pretend you’re alive
Pretend you’re alive

Imperfect resolution
To a world you can’t contain
Pretend you’re alive
In your reality of decay

Pretend you’re alive
Pretend you’re alive

Limited complication
In the embrace of dependency
Pretend you’re alive
Pretend you’re alive

Complex separation
From a balanced point of view
Pretend you’re alive
In your reality of decay

I never wanted anything
Never needed anything
Never believed in anything
But you…

Insects & Metaphors

Fitz — Wed, 26 Oct 2011 22:33:10 +0000

(Lyrics by Fitz and A.Manns)

Even now
The victims teach the victims
Insects and slaves
For greater god they never did
And now the game continues
“Infectus incubus” perverts once more
We still meander
With verbal masturbation

Insects and Metaphors surround me
Insects and Metaphors confound me
…

And now we see
The result of our inaction
So many ways
To demonstrate our apathy
There are many voices
Preaching of a world of hate and pain
We join(ed) the chorus
And the world is now against us

Insects and Metaphors surround me
Insects and Metaphors confound me
…
Insects and Metaphors are killing

Even now
The conflict still it rages
Hatred and pain
Draw more soldiers to the cause
Where will it end?
All this senseless complication
When we’re all gone
When the world comes to an end

Insects and Metaphors surround me
Insects and Metaphors confound me

Move

Fitz — Wed, 26 Oct 2011 22:28:17 +0000

Move
In the company
Of martyrs
It’s easier this way
Let the pain be your voice
Bigoted through righteousness
Too easily dismissed
Now I am nothing

Take off this mask
Are you so eager to believe
To achieve nothing
Is that what you strive for
Malcontent with knowledge
No ‘Catcher in the Rye’
Burn in the abyss
Of your guilt

So this is it…

Who is your master
If god is dead
Your silver lining
Will turn to red
Acknowledge truths
Within the lie
There’s nothing for you
When you die

Move
Get away from me
You and your murder
Cant you think for yourself?
Don’t just do what you are told
Questionable motives
That lead you here
There’s nothing left for you
But fear
Curbing frustration
In a world of lies
Why don’t you find out
What it hides?
No inner demons
To convolute
You are the one
Without salute

So this is it…

Selfish Discipline

Fitz — Wed, 26 Oct 2011 22:24:19 +0000

You break my body
When you try to take control
You’re in my mind
You’re like a body bag
For my soul
You think you can take me
Apart at the seams
You’re in my head now
You infect my dreams

Your selfish discipline
Your selfish discipline

You pull me down
Into your hole
You dig your claws
Deep in my soul
You think you can make me
Get down on my knees
You think you can break me
It’s not what it seems

Your selfish discipline
Your selfish discipline
Your selfish discipline
You took my life
You took my soul
Your selfish discipline
Took what you wanted
You’ve taken it all

Beauty Is Your Toy

Fitz — Wed, 26 Oct 2011 22:20:36 +0000

You hide it from me
You keep it to yourself
I keep looking back
I can’t stay away

You know I’ll be there
It’s all part of your plan
Keep pushing me down
Won’t let me up for air

It’s all about you
And your stupid games
No room for me there
And I can’t play

You keep it from me
You save it for someone else
You know I’ll be back
You know it’s the only thing

Beauty is your toy

You look at me
You’re looking for something else
I try so hard but
You want what I can’t be

It’s all in the game
I think you just toy with me
We’re not all the same
But some of us try to be

Beauty is your toy

Beauty is your toy
It’s my favourite game
I wanna play with you