Jack Kilcoyn (Pig Benis) - Bass
Steve Felton (Skinny) - Drums
Dave Felton (Gravy) - Guitar
Jason Popson ( J Mann) - Vocals
Released: 1998
1. Ten Fingers
2. This Resistance
3. Knock You Down
4. Withdrawn
5. Without A Fight
6. Hands Bound
7. Used (To Be)
8. Step Up
Released: ?
2. Theme Song
In time it will all fall
This structure of stuggle
Backs against the wall
Now turn it around
Psychological
Warfare will conquer
We'vel got ten fingers in the air
Wear the crown
Abraxxas in jugdement
Cast out all doubt of souls
Those on trial
It comes back around
Days on the horizon
Nothing forgotten
We've got ten fingers in the air
This Resistance
March in resistance
Declaring war on ignorance
Commitment to
The forwarding of thought
Risilience
Never fall down
Never let them get to you
On your knees
Division
Got to seperate from their disease
Contgious
Like a virus
Poisoning our minds
Wake up and open your eyes
Before you go blind
Knock You Down
These pipes are rusted
Paint pelling portrait
The blood the snot
These thoughts they all drain
Got to give them everything
All the more to throw back at you
Theres no way out
Its time again
The targets on my head
Shake hands and smile
Filth under the fingernails
Lies disguise the queen
Truth corrupts the king
Brings the kingdom to its knees
You're better when your nothing
As soon as you got something
Its time to knock you down
Withdrawn
Withdrawn from all pursuits
Of passion and purpose
The fear of the unknown
Increasingly nervous
One day it rains on your parade
Like a hand gernade
Complicates
Slaps you in the face
As if you disobeyed
Misbehaved
Without a Fight
They want to strip you
Of the one thing
Bring on your downpour
Toast the scrapegoat
Magnify the eyesore
Back once more
This time to even the score
See to it that they can't ignore
This declaration of war
Taint provokes all purity
Contaminates the soul
Pain provokes these memories
That cannot be controlled
The jaded face yesterday
Redies to attack
They say this is the price we pay
I say no turning back
Look into these eyes
Don't you realize
There's a life inside
That will not die without a fight
Hands Bound
Going through the motions
With the sound turned down
Trying to stand up
With your hands bound
Running in place wearing blindfolds
And you never contemplating
What the mind holds
It tears me apart this vegeant heart
Thrists for love lived throught art
Both sides of the sword
Splintred
I'd walk for miles to taste your smile
These eyes see throught denial
Turn of a dial
Static Sings
Blue Grey Green
I can fell her eyes on me
Used (to be)
Everything I am
This is not as much fun
As it used to be
Nothing is ever going to mean
That much to me (again)
I've drinken from a chalice
Fool of tears from an angel
Drowning in a pool of desire
Fear and Anger
This is not my fault
I cannot recall
Ever feeling this lost
It's painted on my face
Everything that I stand for
I look into the mirror
Into the eyes of a stranger
Step up
Step up
To the forefront
Life's a war front
Called a fight for soul
March on with a heartstrong
Let conviction
Hold it's own
They try to sink their teeth in
Drian your soul and clip your wings
This brings confrontation
Man your station
Cut their strings
Your last chance for redemption
Slips right through your hands
Trivialized by vision
And the passing of sand
It's been a long road nowhere
And I've seen it all
I'll just keep pushing forward
Until I fall... Step up