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Griefwalker 01:46
No longer held down No longer kept confined By the old dreams long gone by The old ways never tried Walk with me And hold my hand Until the end Blessed be the meek Blessed be the ones who seek Solace wherever they may find it Lord knows we all keep trying Words and images provide The smallest comforts sometimes Lift the spirit and stem the wound Once more on repeat We believe in life and death Balance and reflection Endings we try to comprehend And fight against Break these chains And lift me up For the clouds have gathered And the jurors have filled their cups
Brittle 01:48
Some say that my outlook is as bleak as The sky on any November day I don’t hear what they say Cause I’ve got dreams to chase Debts to fulfill Stakes to claim Sometimes at night I feel no pain The fire in our hearts has turned into a mere flicker We burned the page which was written in our darkest days Filled with our deepest rage To some it always feels like a golden age Or desperate times With nameless people screaming desperate rhymes Learn to read between the lines So say your piece Grit your teeth Let them all bow As you find your feet
Anchors 01:55
Awaiting turns Loosening threads For all the heroes from the past we can’t forget Sway slow and deep Inverted shades Always the same for all the masses point the blame So called leaders trap us in sweetened dreams And gleefully spin a web of dense deceit Disappointed people make for angry mob mentality Scapegoats in cages Have taken the blame for ages Blistering confronting accusations Low and behold The river flows And drags us all into inevitable throes The words that we all kept Close to our hearts and chests Like amulets... We look for answers In different directions We hope to find anchors in anthems
Sternschanze 02:33
Stars shine bright tonight So do the Schulterblatt pavement lights Let’s go out and kill our dreams And rebuild them in the morning New banners up on the Rote Flora Down past the Flora Park Sankt Pauli fans out in full force today It is probably an exhibition game Maybe tonight the rain will drive away this heat And the Menschenzoo will be I guess we’re shit out of luck But don’t worry cause the Reeperbahn is still fucked I guess we’re shit out of luck But don’t worry cause the Reeperbahn is still fucked The gamblers and the drunks talk loud The girls wear their colors oh so proud Durch die dunkle straβen irrt der Geist, Von der Hoffnung die verloren scheint Von einer Stadt die tapfer kämpft, doch die Reeperbahn ist immer noch ein hässliches Monument
Scourge 02:00
Uproar! Jackboots are marching again This digital age has brought digital hate Is this a dream or is this reality? We spend the better part of last year looking for answers Why the rest of the country was going off the deep end Like a ship set adrift without any anchors Distorted narratives wrapped up in easy edible answers So you think you’re out there to defend your land Your culture is under duress Mabuses and henchmen, they are everywhere Half the world seems like it’s possessed You keep insisting that their misled fears are honest and valid Yet everyone else can see the die has been cast Racism only works wholesale directed downwards Old tactics wholly adopted by the new cowards
Count to Ten 02:44
Even the mirror lies when tested For those who can’t stand A close hard look, piercing eyes make waves It must be safe being as pure as this Holding out for something Seems to be the only thing I’m good at (lately) I thought I saw you glancing over Made me draw in some October air I felt alone and cursed this year Doesn’t seem to be another way to win I’ve gotta hold firm to what we believed in Try to count to ten before you leap into the fray Episodes that might come back to haunt you some day No action is without its rewards Hearts lay fallow, I feel no remorse But know that these things take time And tears and blood and a whole lot of guts So make it last… I’ve gotta ask you what you think there is for us to be To see, to feel and hear, to live through Can you tell me? Bite off the hand and give it back… Bite it off… I believe what you believe in…
Rerun 01:14
Regale us all about the time You and mom stole from the five and dime Tell me, do you miss it sometimes? Stories read like something from a paperback High octane, adrenaline Vibrant colors, nothing steeped in gray The fire's almost out, let's piss on the ashes… We’re just trying the same thing Breaking out not giving in Hoping that we will not be remembered for nothing The fire's almost out, let's piss on the ashes. We've got our life back now Ready? Let’s go!
Most times these days make for tedious nights Dazed and bored I wait for you to turn out the light I can’t stand the sadness that comes messing with my head Might be an illness, have to take my pills instead I try to find comfort in your presence and the solitary moments of explosive happiness So yeah, my struggle’s different, less overt Many nights the wind gets cold being in the desert Try anything to find a way out of here The desert is no place to be alone Try anything to get away
Warning signs stood out and shouted Heed this warning as you enter here The shadows outside spelled disaster Yet we don’t want to live in fear Lights out Round one Straight right attack Hold tight We’ll move mountains They will feel our impact Straight forward into the fire Outward scars don’t hurt no more I want to feel strong and inspired Hearts alight and not afraid no more Lights out Round two Left hook attack Hold tight We’ll move mountains They will feel our impact Lights out Round three Straight uppercut Hold tight They will feel our impact…
Cauterize 03:20
As the words rained down on the clowns Your toughness offset by the coloring lines The bodies piled up, the stench benign You made off with the prize Soft spoken, yet the bullets hit hard I've got a sinking feeling that This day will come again and again The dream will burn and return I'll take your names and faces Scribble them down my arm Lay in hiding, soothing hatred These eyes have seen a million gazes All you see are enemies… I’m wide awake... My mind is clear... I won’t give this another year Let the dead of now be the villains of yesteryear For better or not the question Sticking in your mind this time Pig pen scars soothed with loud guitars The gray colors these crimes of mine So ease up on the self hate kid Save your strength and keep it warm Train the heart and hands for now Through strength you'll make it through somehow Pedestals Loom overhead Clay feet spies......cauterize
Ploughshares 02:52
Swords instead of ploughshares Please sir, can we cut a deal? My masters have abandoned me I have nothing else to plead Will work for food and destruction of Your precious and unjust status quo Time and energy most of us cannot afford Decorum just went overboard They’ve used up all our karma points But they’re not the one looking down The barrel of a gun… Those that are worse off count in the millions Darkness will not be dispelled by just one Act of kindness, but us finding common ground for peace between me and you...


released August 23, 2019

Drums recorded by Quirijn Foeken at the Honig, Nijmegen, NL, Extra special thanks to Lavrans & Sander. Extra drum supplies provided by Hidde. Guitar, bass, vocals and everything else recorded and mixed by Quirijn Foeken at Fiction Studio. Mastering at AzimuthMastering by Bill Henderson. All music by Ink Bomb. All lyrics by Joost Hoedemaeckers. Artwork by Dismay Design. www.inkbomb.nl


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Ink Bomb Nijmegen, Netherlands

Dutch punk rock band Ink Bomb is busy writing, recording and releasing a new album in 2023. The new songs contain the signature Ink Bomb sound: fast, aggressive songs that don’t always follow the standard song structure or punk rock clichés, but do always contain beautiful melodies and a refreshing dose of melancholy. ... more

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