The Hated Reign; sometimes it's a proper band, sometimes it's Matthew Syberberg's solo project...Lyrically, this is one man's sane reaction to an insane world. A glimpse into the near future. A future viewed from the shadows, from the cracks between the corporate excesses, where government no longer represents anything (not even itself). Where people are commodities, to be thrown away as soon as they're burnt out, onto an ever increasing scrapheap of wasted humanity for the ever distant profit margin. The constant state of flux continues. TURN ON, JACK IN, BURN OUT.
Thanks SO much for the add and the friendship. I am honored. My brand new electro EP was released on June 1st and I would love your support!
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Jake B./Robot Bomb Shelter
We’re playing at Numania 2008 at The Purple Turtle in Camden this Fri 28th Nov. Please click below for a flyer:
We recently played The Underworld using our new setup which worked really well so were planning to perform even better this fri. Hope to see you there!
The next item on their agenda is going to make your head swim
Spare me a dime
Bare faced no nonsense thievery Going on under you nose A trillion dollars just to bail out the rich It’s gonna dig you deeper into your hole
The pretence of concern on their faces Turns to smiles behind the closed door They’ve just taken away your future And you won’t see that anymore
You just paid to decimate the poor You just sanctioned their next phase of war It was the only excuse they needed Your last piece of self respect conceded
Hey there buddy can you spare me a dime Can you offer some compassion to me? This dust bowl is choking my thought I used to think this was the land of the free How the hell did it come to this? Being slaves to money power and greed How did corporate killers and thieves Become the single self dominant creed
You just paid to decimate the poor You just sanctioned their next phase of war It was the only excuse they needed Your last chance to get off your knees conceded
So keep your love ones close And you debts to a minimum And God help the old folk Cos they’re rewriting the rule book Making new contingencies Of acceptable losses From future power obscenities
