No Gods No Loss

by Sterile Jets

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released May 4, 2017

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Sterile Jets Long Beach, California

Long Beach California's Sterile Jets are intent on confronting the tortured dynamic of modern America with unflinching honesty and an exceptional mash up of rhythm, noise and melody. They draw on elements that include post rock, stoner punk, art punk and old school heavy metal and add a dollop of lyrical inspiration from Beat writers like William S. Burroughs and LA's own Charles Bukowski. ... more

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Track Name: The Arsonist
i do for the women
or, the lack there of
i do for the reason of
or maybe just because

the rolling yellow and orange
no more eggshell white
no more chartreuse green
the fish are being boiled in the tank
the second floor is now the first
the rolling gray is the soot of my soul
the charred black is the hook in my dream

i did for the stuff they had
or, maybe it's just who i am
i did it for the reason of
i did it for the fact of...
Track Name: Rehabilitated Truth
she walks in alleyways
to see what lies beneath
the beauty in the grime

he walks in busy streets
so all life falls on him
the beauty of demise

maslow is in my mind
her needs are never met
no hierarchy to find
the truth that's on the edges

rain drips from a neon sign
he watches and wonders why
it's been so dry the light

shining off her costumed face
makes him think she has the answer
cold chill in a place that once was warm

maslow is in my mind
his needs are never met
no hierarchy to find
the truth through many filters

each layer he pulls back
the more she strips away
the more he feels alone

the sum of her emotions
she lets out only to him
through the cracks in her frame

maslow is in my mind
their needs are never met
no hierarchy to find
the truth as known to no one
Track Name: Go Out And Bleed
the creative act
suits you like dying
you bought into the machine
trust in what you’re buying
surrounded by walls
deal without trying
you are a poisoned rat
tortured souls are blinding

you do a parasite so well
you'd have a great place in hell

you burn in defeat
blind to being cheated
keeping dangerous thoughts boxed up
deflated and defeated
no master is what you need
no gods, no loss

go out and bleed
fight to keep sane
no hope is never lost
if you don't burn the flame
paralyzed dreams
will remain the same
or go take the bus
and live to fight another day
Track Name: Piss On Your God
milk white rose in the baked clay
heat falls, a fog chokes the beauty
it bends the brain to let it die
it's not your right to give it life

emo killed the punk rock boy
with scores of billy talent songs
fashion token come to jesus
alleged god to spite all reason

wind whips at my face
unyielding self reflection
of a time when i both found and lost myself

drying green vine in the baked clay
gives hope that quickly fades away
mother's milk won't offer any hope
might as well help her hang the rope

emo killed the punk rock girl
with scores of billy corgan songs
fashion token come to jesus
alleged god to smite all treason

wind whips at my face
revealing intersection
of the time when i both found and lost you

milk white rose in the baked clay
heat falls, a fog chokes the beauty
mother's milk won't offer any hope
might as well help her hang the rope

emo killed the punk rock dad
with scores of billy armstrong songs
fashion token come to jesus
alleged god to smite all treason

wind whips at my face
revealing intersection
of the time when i both lost and found you
Track Name: Soliloquy Of A Heartbroken Loner
romantic love is just a chemical reaction
that we co opt to suit our own needs
in fact, it’s a fine line
between that seratonin/oxytocin braingasm
and clinically diagnosed insanity
but this, this is about a love that’s real!
Track Name: Fireside Drive
she's the earth, she's the sea
coming back to me
my heart is aswoon

the sound of her voice
leaves me no choice
my mind goes boom

dreams are on fire
left only with desire
it has to be soon

she's the star of the scene
if you know what i mean
she's the jewel in the stone
she makes my insides scream

the light in the night
searching for me
she shows me the way

even in the gloom
the light in the room
the sun in the day

my heart runs wild
hopeful smile style
now that we're on to stay

she gets me high as the sky
my head is light as air
with her by my side
i just quote voltaire

“what is history? the lie that everyone agrees on”
“it is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere”
“you are free, the moment you wish to be”
“the comfort of the rich, depends on an abundant supply of the poor”

let’s take a ride, on fireside drive
Track Name: White Satan
she didn't want white satan
all over her body
she didn't want white satan
to take away

we are the ones
who took your children
we are the ones
who have taken your home

you know i burn in the sunday
your water will not anoint

i pray for your blinding eyes
i pray for your dying mind
you smell like shit
i peel your skin

you need to say it
the lord has made this day
and it takes too long
i suffer under his caring hand
Track Name: A Sterile Existence
i scratch around the surface
for something simple to say
i know if this gets deeper
i'll just push you away

walk down a straight tunnel
right into your grave
it’s weak minded easy
to be society's slave

every day i cope with the lies
spoon-feed me dope to mute my cries
give too much rope and i die
unencumbered by hope i arise

it's the latest fashion
her tits rest on your knees
that's when you realize
you're just spreading disease

disease is disaster
but it can be contained
you seem to forget
you’ve got control of your brain

every day i cope with the lies
spoon-feed me dope to mute my cries
give too much rope and i die
unencumbered by hope i arise

i like a good story
just like everyone else
but i want a good ending
and this one is shit
Track Name: Free Pork Bougie
i'm not here to make you comfortable
in fact the opposite is true
you live your life like a stylized jesus
are you really so obtuse?

we're a bunch of racist immigrants
let's just face the facts
but neither wind nor rain will spoil our love
of the noise that fills the cracks

trying to find myself in isolation
but the game pulls me further away
segregated in the land of the free
free to toil for those who hate

trading freedom for compliance
serving those who we detest
sterilized synthetic profit centers
sow the seeds of our unrest

ridicule the science body
allegiance to the gods on high
forget the past and fuck the future
enlightenment is out of style

trying to improve my situation
but the game suffocates my mind
educated in the land of the free
free to toe the company line

poor
can't pay rent
cure
shelter tent
crush
discontent
fuck
one percent

trying to expand my mind, with titillation
but the game wants to put me away
incarcerated in the land of the free
free to die, where i lay

god
circumvent
fraud
don't consent
truth
don't repent
trump
ignorance
Track Name: Olive Spoil
i’m in the way
i’ll get in the way
get out of my way
i’ll stay in the way

shinning about my way
i’m holding time

jesus is bleeding fame
dead standards underlined
some say that’s in vain
you should know me by now

i’m in the way…

i’m a rolling stone you do not want
you do not want to get caught

she sits there look like wonder
i’m pain, your shame
cracks in the mirror
i can’t count on you anymore