The Final Cut, by Kindred

The Final Cut

by Kindred

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1.	Forecast 02:52	lyrics	buy track
Forecast A crow, flying up cawing, is the forecast of these obscure days I’ll meet. A long row of trees on both sides of the river, messenger of the infinity. The trees petrified by old age. The air colors black, darkens. A sign of calamity? How long will I find myself in this position? Dark clouds menacing to explode. A legion of warriors conquering me. The apocalypse is near. The scream of a demon tracing his territory. I’m frightened. The image shattered. I’m drowning. Drowned in the bloodshed.
2.	Apathy 02:59	lyrics	buy track
Apathy The product of a product, caught in the cycle of advertising. The barcode burned in his flesh, consumption has closed his eyes forever. Terror is fiction, rebellion turned into blind acceptance. The evil gatekeeper keeps him informed. Knowledge is a dangerous weapon. World limited to an empty artificial dream. Scared of the unknown. The evil gatekeeper provides his destiny, a clean package, an eternal addiction. To satisfy his lust. To keep him in place.
3.	Mirror 02:37	lyrics	buy track
Mirror Mirror lies, reflecting your skin, so fragile. Mirror lies, reflecting your alter ego. And now you’ve filled my heart with rage. Double standard fuck face, you’re gonna deal with me. I’ll tear of your skin, spitting back words of bigotry. I’ll smash your mirror. Mirror has been broken, emptiness is what’s left behind on this battlefield of values. It feels like a never ending war. We’re so easily trapped by our false ego.
4.	Blood 03:25	lyrics	buy track
Blood Silenced, covered by a controlled apathy. You’ll never hear their cries. The final product hides continuous torture, your lust to patronize. Socalled intelligence. Justified meaningless cruelty. There’s no progress in feeding your body with their blood. And there’s no point in oppressing your morals, your rules of social behavior. Your words of compassion mean nothing, unless you’re willing to change. There’s blood on your hands. Silenced.
5.	Bible 02:54	lyrics	buy track
Bible Never will I submit to a dogmatic answer. Never will I pray for your salvation. Never will I accept your institution. Your prefabricated religion is an obstacle for my clear thinking, my wish to stay independent, open-minded, in control. You claim the truth and you try every time with a different mask to conquer my soul. Selling your dope on every corner. Filling me with poison. Dictating me a set of ethics. Promising me the light. Making me your servant for a ticket to heaven or a ticket to hell. Never will I empty your chalice, filled with the tears of thousand generations. Tradition has made you so strong, but your arrogance will finally make you collapse.
6.	Concept 02:32	lyrics	buy track
Concept My soul wrested from my body, wrested from flesh and blood. The separation of these parts is attended with flashes from the past. My hands will be nailed to the cross. These nails prevent the blood from leaving my body. Blood calcifies in my veins. I’ve got this feeling that this will never end. Raindrops are like bullets, leaving behind suppurating wounds. My skin has become vulnerable, she forms a contradiction between the inner and outer world. Equality means nothing more than a concept. Distinction is becoming bigger and bigger. Protected by a cocoon. A need to survive. When is this going to end?
7.	Controlled 02:09	lyrics	buy track
Controlled Institutionalized, surrounded by four walls. My behavior prescribed by your norms. Forced to sanctify your values. Forced to swallow lies, to consume your filth. I refuse. You teach me how to act, how to love, how to hate. You feed created needs. I’m controlled but I’ll defend myself by cutting your strings. Four walls crumbling down.
8.	Skyward 02:12	lyrics	buy track
Skyward Standing under this blue sky, wondering when it will turn grey again. Clouds are forming in the sky, like the tears in my eyes, when I’m thinking of this cage called life. Raindrops are slowly falling on my face, overflowing my eyes. Now that’s the time when I can hide my tears. Lookin skyward, hoping that the sun will let these clouds disappear. Now that’s the time to dry my eyes and spit out the taste of salt from my mouth. These rainy days will always come and go, but in my life I’ll never recede. I’ll always hope for the sun to shine.
9.	Disembodied 03:25	lyrics	buy track
Disembodied I try to understand why love has taken away from me. Once enlightened, now covered by this darkness. Seasons pass on. I look at my hands, frozen by the wind, burned by the sun. My mind is not able to function. I listen to my own words, filled with your emptiness and I know what’s going to happen. Right now I perceive nothing. My real life takes place in another dimension. No spectators can follow the play going on. I see myself through the glance of your system only as a product, ready to consume. I’m still wondering why love has been taken away from me. Dragged along with this stream of wrong emotions, not able to rescue myself. My inner self is burning. I’ll never overcome your evil touch. My life ends here. I cry.
10.	Retribution 02:45	lyrics	buy track
Retribution Violence slips through my fingers again. No filters left this time. Look into the devil’s eye and read retribution. Suffer the consequence as adrenaline degrades communication. I descended into the darkest parts of my conscience to confront your demons, to shove the limit. But then you blinded my eyes with purity. Retribution. Look into the devil’s eye. Read retribution and pray to your gods that they will bring back the color in my eyes.
11.	Existence 02:42	lyrics	buy track
Existence Your expectations grew on me like rust affects steel. Not a single moment in life you questioned existence. Born in chains I just had my dreams and I swore rebellion, but the last straw ended up being an illusion.
12.	Blank 02:40	lyrics	buy track
Blank An image of a suffering child, emotionless, expressionless. The seduction to believe. Frustration evolves to bitterness. You’ll never feel what I feel. This love pulls me through my emotions. I’ll never touch this love again. I’m left bleeding. Numb. Blank.

about

Tracks 1-9 originally appeared on the album (File 01) released December, 1996 on Good Life Recordings
Tracks 10- 12 originally appeared on the split release with Culture released April, 1997 on Good Life Recordings

credits

released March 13, 2024

Kindred was: Eric Sefton, Walter Beckers, Maarten Beckers & Jan Beckers

Remaster: Vincent Tetaert
Artwork: Simon Tripcony

Recordings (File 01) & split album: Tony De Block @ Midas Recording Studios Lokeren (October 1996 & March 1997)