Valium: Toxicity v2.0 E.P

Valium: Toxicity v2.0 E.P
November 2001
Independent
Cat: VET-06
out of print

available digitally from

The Valium Whip
Anne K.
Radiate (Withdrawal)
Anemic Hearts
The Body Politic
7/10ths

track 1 appears on the Mediatrix release 'Rust:A Fiction' [#MDATRX-004]

tracks 2-6 written, recorded, & mastered april-sept 2001
@ VET Labs, Tauranga, New Zealand.

 

 

The Valium Whip

Undiscovered pleasures
Undivided by the pain
These petty things
That infect us...
Too complicated
Just punching it through
To concentrate on, & exonerate you

Got a blue mind now
Got a head for war
You seemed so divine now
You know the score
We re-create

Too many mirrors built to crack
Too many warehouses made of stone
To all join hands, of skins & hearts
& sing the same song

Some dispute over product
Some dispute over sale
The means to an end
Mean this vanitys stale
You're wearing this faith
Like a bulletproof vest
I can slice through the armour...
We Re-create

Dance in my direction
Take the fall
Bask in my reflection
Take it all...away

Like lemmings
The tragic & the stained converge
So wan & pale
This carbon copy of...

This silence isn't wrong
No reason to pretend
This silence isn't wrong...

We Re-create
Dance in my direction
Take the fall
Bask in my reflection
Take it all
We Re-create

This silence isn't wrong
No reason to pretend...
 
Anne K

Some uninvited scene
Facing the gray parade
Bullet holes in the doorway
She picks up the phone & says,
"Christ made the gun"
She smiles through gritted teeth

You are my weapon now
Never loaded
You are my weapon now
Close eyes & open fire, open fire open fire...

Awkward, frightening
Never made the right scene
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Window closes
Blood among the roses
Ashes ashes
We all fall down

She stares through him & says
"Know that I am unafraid"
"However futile, at least it livens up the day"

Another altered state, Monday’s a trigger device
Close eyes & open fire, open fire open fire"
Burn
We all fall down

Radiate (Withdrawal)

& You could say
These are wounds
& You could say
The scars came into play
Another prophesy of fire
Around the ring of the opiate
Like pounding fucking 808s
Like 'needle marks'
Man, the dope track radiates
Monochrome signs on the colour of skin
Where do we win, when the flesh begins?

Extracting...

Another minor methadone twitch
Such numbing pain
Disdain summer skies
Singing & dancing in the acid rain
So wan, so pale, so uninviting
Self-made man on the back of the monkey again
Cruel designs on the canvas of skin
When do we win? when the rot sets in...

Reflecting
Extreme
Resolve
[Wise up & claim the prize]
Reflecting
Extreme
Resolve...

Anemic Hearts

Hands stained red by the passage of time
One small moment revolves around the threat of the lie
Another white bomb, voices in the ether again
Another white bomb, the protocol of honor estranged

(Stained red, stained red)
Acid on the outer edges
I owe you for the endless blame
A drug of choice & infamy, it stings, it scars, it stains...
Like chemical burn

[I downsize/ civilize things like ever]

These are not your days
It eats you up inside
Something pulls along by love
A sickness pulled along by lies

(Stained red, stained red)
Acid on the outer edges
I owe you for the endless blame
A drug of choice & infamy, it stings, it scars, it stains...
Like chemical burn
[I downsize/ civilize things like ever]

I am
Not frightened by this
I am
Nearly immune
I am somewhat invincible
I am...

...like chemical burn
[I downsize/ civilize things like ever]

I am
Still frightened by you
& these anemic hearts, diseased by all that’s said inside this room
I am
Still divided
I am...

 

The Body Politic

Love, another virus in bloom
A strain devoid of conscience
Follow your head, don’t listen to the body say
"Fight Scenes like ‘95"
Still marking out time till the memories die
With severed hands & severed hearts
The blame trucks on & on...

It’s strange
This is only circumstance
A minor-league affliction
Another smokescreen for an aberrant fantasy

Fight scenes like ‘95
As the heartworm cries, as the body lies
A tepid, doomed & endless dance
& the blame trucks on & on...

She works hard on the meaning of name
A cancerous & blank refrain
Sterile, rapturous, erasing...


all songs © 2001 josh wood

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