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These Means Have No End
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Hands Were Joined
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Anaemia in Academia
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A Backlash Is Here
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Lightning Strikes Twice
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A Modest Proposal
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It's Here and Now
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These Means Have No End
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Dead but Dreaming
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March of the Musicians
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- This is our second album and it was released in December 2007 on our own label, Luftslott. It's some kind of indie rock with a touch of post-punk, barbed wire guitars, driving bass, whirlwind drums and social critique.
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released 03 December 2007
by Luftslott
Recorded, mixed and mastered in various spaces from October 2005 to November 2006. We went to Kvarnby Ljudstudio, the Tenevall Family home, the Wiklund/Nuzzaci apartment and the Lindkvist residence. Henrik Wiklund did most of the recording and mixing and Magnus Lindberg at Tonteknik Recording did the mastering.
Performed and written by: Robert Tenevall, Johan Philipsson, Janne Olofsson and Fredrik Lindkvist. Simon Jonsson played synthesizer. Anna Philipsson, Johan Lundberg and Henrik Wiklund provided some backing vocals. John Henriksson made the artwork, Johannes Berggren did the layout and Axel Carlsson designed the Luftslott logo. - tags
- tags: alternative indie rock post-hardcore post-punk sweden umeå
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Royal Downfall was formed in Umeå, Sweden, in September 2002. We play indie rock with a touch of post-punk, barbed wire guitars, driving bass, whirlwind drums and social critique.
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- Track Name: Hands Were Joined
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I never got a chance to plan my escape
It was just a sudden outburst
Hands were joined and I was dragged along
Oh, I didn’t mind the feeling!
Had we known what we were up against
Maybe reason could have stopped this
But when power laughs in palace halls
Boring logics get frustrating
Oh, I saw it in your eyes
A reflection of my fear
I remembered why we came here
How change had felt so near
Oh, I saw it in your eyes
All the things we never say
All the love and desperation
How disappointment followed rage
I’ve read books about "offing the pigs"
I’ve been followed by patrol cars
I’ve seen the terror in the eyes of friends
As the iron fist came crashing
And dogs kept barking up the wrong trees
As we waited for our roses
Oh, how we hoped to see a burning bush
In urban deserts with mirages
Oh, I saw it in your eyes
A reflection of my fear
I remembered why we came here
How change had felt so near
Oh, I saw it in your eyes
All the things we never say
All the love and desperation
How disappointment followed rage - Track Name: Anaemia in Academia
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My motivation is at an all time low
Don't you white wash me, my skin’s too frail
It's coming down in swarms today, I hear, I hurt
It’s all over my ears now
All the buzzwords and the laughter
I hear, I hurt, I hear, I hurt, I heard you the first time
It's coming down in swarms today
I can't get up!
I know you tried to map it out for me
I still have problems understanding . . .
It's coming down in swarms today, I hear, I hurt
It’s all over my ears now
All the buzzwords and the laughter
I hear, I hurt, I hear, I hurt, I heard you the first time
It's coming down in swarms today
I can't get up! - Track Name: A Backlash Is Here
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Took the last train, I couldn’t take much more
Any line of flight is better than what they had in mind
Another parody, another news stand
It’s what they’re selling and how everyone buys into it
It’s a think tank, always that think tank
Going down like vultures at any opportunity
Is it a backlash? I say a backlash
The castrated patriarch is taking back positions
This girl has seen enough of it
(All the lies)
This girl has seen enough of it
(Our fathers hide)
Impotent lies projected on me
(All the lies)
This girl has
This girl has
Took the last train, I couldn’t take much more
Our simple claims are apparently obscene
So they intervene, yeah they intervene
putting down a foot on a network of fires
Like identity, always identity
Stick us in a form so we can reproduce some norms
And I’m fed up with it, we’re all fed up with it
We’ll take the last train, we’ll take the last train
This girl has seen enough of it
(All the lies)
This girl has seen enough of it
(Our fathers hide)
Impotent lies projected on me
(All the lies)
This girl has
This girl has
This girl has seen enough of it
(All the lies)
This girl has seen enough of it
(Our fathers hide)
Impotent lies projected on me
(All the lies)
This girl has
This girl has
This girl has
This girl has had enough - Track Name: A Life of Constant Failure
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5.15, dragged out of my dreams
By people screaming outside my window
There’s no way I’m going back to sleep now
12 o’clock, brought me to my senses
Newsflash of body counts in the outskirts
And I dare say that it’s all connected
A life of constant failure
They say we choose our own ways
A life of constant failure
They say we choose our own ways
I don’t think I can recall
Being asked if I wanted
The boredom
The pettiness
The angst
And the ridicule
6.15 and it’s been dark since three
Seems like these days go on forever
I can’t stand the monotony
8 o’clock, shut the blinds of the windows
I’ve been told the workday never ends here
It’s a social factory
A life of constant failure
They say we choose our own ways
A life of constant failure
They say we choose our own ways
I don’t think I can recall
Being asked if I wanted
The boredom
The pettiness
The angst
And the ridicule
A life of constant failure
They say we choose our own ways
A life of constant failure
They say we choose our own ways
Of course there could be
Other options available
"while fleeing, grab a weapon"
Grab a weapon
And don’t look back - Track Name: Lightning Strikes Twice
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Hey hey, they're rounding up the useless scum
I’m on the winning team, the winning team, the winning team
Ha ha, couldn’t read or write that well
So we let you know, we had to let you know
Uh huh, that’s when I learned to shut my mouth
Still on the winning team, always the winning team
Oh yeah, it's gonna be a lovely spring
The way they downsize and privatize everything
Hey hey, they're measuring skulls again
I'm on the winning team, the winning team, the winning team
Oh my, scanned under fluorescent light
It’s all to set you straight, all to set you straight
Oh no, graded by deficit genes
I’m on the winning team, always the winning team
Oh yeah, it's gonna be a lovely spring
The way they downsize and privatize everything
Lightning strikes twice
Hey hey, they're cutting off the hands of thieves
I'm on the winning team, the winning team, the winning team
Oh my, beady eyes in public space
To look down on you, to look down on you
Oh no, can’t reach the remote this way
There’s always something on, always something on
Oh yeah, it's gonna be a lovely spring
The way they downsize and privatize everything
Lightning strikes twice - Track Name: A Modest Proposal
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So you’re a shipwreck
What brought you to these shores?
Was it stormy weather
That tore your hull apart?
There were arc lights searching
To shine on your monstrosity
They need your contrast
Still cursing your narrow escape
In the morning
In the evening
In the aftermath of our dining
In the towers
In the suburbs
There’s always new plans for our dying
It’s a modest proposal
To end our hardships
To share the joy and lightness
Of multiplicities
We’ve all been cornered
Sent back on public demand
To padded chambers
For everyone to see
In the morning
In the evening
In the aftermath of our dining
In the rose fields
In the subways
There’s always new life in the making
It’s a modest proposal
To end our hardships
To share the joy and lightness
Of multiplicities - Track Name: It's Here and Now
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Overheard some conversation
They're closing in on your tight knit circle
And it's been blooming up like weeds
Around his deconstructed monument
Someone called me up the other day
No one there but I could hear you breathing
You miss your master’s voice
And now the choir is transatlantic
It's here and now
I saw Winston Smith around the corner
It's here and now
Bernhard Marx was in the supermarket
Heard it on the news today
Rumours had made them tremble
They tried to shake it off
But it stuck with them some how
It's here and now
I saw Winston Smith around the corner
It's here and now
Bernhard Marx was in the supermarket - Track Name: These Means Have No End
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Here comes sunshine
Always a moment late
Here come rain clouds
With tar filled lungs and watery eyes
All the armchairs we’ve been leaning on
All the slogans on your bedroom walls
Your a martyr in statistics
They’ve been digging your grave
Since the day you were born
Here comes sunshine
Always a moment late
Here come rain clouds
With tar filled lungs and watery eyes
Saw you sitting on the window pane
Tied your sheets to your bed like a rope
Like a final escape
When all was gone, gone, gone, but a spark of hope
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I won’t say a word, your secret stays with me
I’ll bite my tongue, close my eyes and wait
Until they’ve gone away
A bunch of flowers
Most of them forget-me-nots
Not very subtle
But a welcome sign in a desperate time
Oh, I’ve heard your monologues
By now I know them all by heart
"Life itself is hard enough
I don’t want to be reminded in the arts"
A bunch of flowers
Most of them forget-me-nots
Not very subtle
But a welcome sign in a desperate time
Tie an anchor to my chest
So I won’t forget what matters most
These means have no end
And I will always be your friend
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I won’t say a word, your secret stays with me
I’ll bite my tongue, close my eyes and wait
Until they’ve gone away - Track Name: Dead but Dreaming
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In the gallows by the willows, the rationale was set
What followed next was the time clock, and then the standard was met
Now as we walk through the strip malls, pushing shopping carts
It’s a logical extension to that gruesome start
With pillows and night gowns, an army asleep
Fists clenched in pockets, always dragging our feet
The living flesh is dreaming of days to come
Wide awake early morning, it won’t be long
You won’t even notice
You won’t feel the sting
We know our thing from lurking in the shadows
We’ll keep singing the same song on and on
We’ll keep stealing, lying and cheating
To see someone with all that wisdom
Did you, did you really kiss him?
I know you tremble, oh I know you shake your head in doubt
I know you lie awake in fear of what your sleep might bring
I know your dreams reveal a horror that you can not speak
In the mirror it’s all crumbling
I know you tremble, oh I know you shake your head in doubt
I know you lie awake in fear of what your sleep might bring
I know your dreams reveal a horror that you can not speak
Your time is nigh
You won’t even notice
You won’t feel the sting
We know our thing from lurking in the shadows
We’ll keep singing the same song on and on
We’ll keep stealing, lying and cheating
To see someone with all that wisdom
Did you, did you really kiss him?
Dead but dreaming - Track Name: March of the Musicians
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See the walls reach higher
See his tears come rolling down
One by one they’re leaving
Not aware the time has come
I watch them move, slowly
Not yet together
But with the same will to make something better
They’re forcing us to fight the ones
That we love
(That we love)
Dragging our hopeless souls
Along this endless road
There's always given something better
Better than dying
Walking through the winter
See a constant cloudy sky
They share a frozen future
Bearing hope of better times
I watch them move slowly
Marching together
With the same will to make something better
Breaking the walls they’ve built around us
With their lives
At stake
A gleam of light
Makes it all
A thing worth fighting for
There's always given something better
Better than dying
