Rotten Sound - Drain

keijo - screams, growls, grunts and throat torture
pekka - pounding rhytm with bass and Falcon ™
mika - riffs, aggression and rage with guitar
juha - fury, hate and lead sections with guitar
mika - riffs, aggression and rage with guitar
kai - the beats

recorded at Sunlight Studios with Jocke Pettersson
mixed at Sunlight Studios with Jocke Pettersson
produced by Rotten Sound, Jocke Pettersson and Tomas Skogsberg
mastered at Polar Studios with Tomas Skogsberg
music and arrangements by Rotten Sound
lyrics by keijo, Jorma and Xena
cover and CD artwork by Petri Ruutikainen
drain artwork by keijo
band photo by Sofi-Ann Berg
transportation aid by Max Backham
financial aid by Janza and Toinen Vaihtoehto
extra cymbals lent by Jani Martikkala and Heikki Joensuu

Rotten Sound c/o Mika Aalto, P.O.Box 319, 65101 VAASA, FINLAND
Tel.(Fin.): 050-564 2473; Tel.: +358 50 524 74 69, Fax: +358 50 85 24 74 69
e-mail: rottensound@hotmail.com, web: http://www.repulserecords.com/rottensound

Calm                          (2’19)
Dirty Currency        (1’24)
Bastard Behaviour (1’28)
Alone at Last          (2’22)
Drain                         (2’35)
Braindead                 (1’16)
Narrow Mind           (1’19)
Dark Highway         (2’21)
Inversion                   (2’00)
Vanity                       (1’35)
Super Satan            (2’38)
Cartender                 (2’19)
Coldvenience          (2’07)
Abusement Park    (2’42)
Loser                         (1’57)

Calm
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Keijo

Lost in a maze
The mess, the bitter task
No way to praise the face
The head with no sense

        Calmness equals emptiness!

Nonsense was expressed
Unclear, unfocused
Never to feel the same pain
In my own personal hate!

        Calmness Equals Emptiness!

    Just useless rage within
    Unbound terror while sleeping
    Unrequited feelings for being sane
    A loveless, bitter, messy cave

    Messy cave!

    Nonsense was expressed
    Unclear, unfocused
    Never to feel the same pain
    In my own hate!

        Why am I so still?
        How shall the days to come be performed?
        Why the calmness?
        Why not just urge to void and disaster?

Lost in a maze
The mess, the bitter task
No way to praise the face
The head with no sense

Dirty Currency
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Jorma, Keijo

You bought a one way ticket to Brazil
Oh, you wanna go in there and fuck!
You tiny tool seeks for tiny little boys and girls
To fill up your sick little joys

    Dirty bucks...

    Crowns full of stains...

I wish you get caught
A trip to hell you should have bought
A death sentence should be the consequence
But how to protect then all the little worms?

        You abuse, humilate, violate
        Violate under aged lads
        You humilate, violate and escape
        With the dirty currency of our society

You bought a one way ticket to Brazil
Oh, you wanna go in there and fuck!
You tiny tool seeks for tiny little boys and girls
To fill up your sick little joys

    Dirty bucks...

    Crowns full of stains...

Bastard Behaviour
Music: Mika, Keijo, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Xena

The raped son of god I was
The bastard son, named as j. christ
Remembered as a pitiful lord
Who enslaved all people in the name of god

        In the name of god
        I am your saviour
        Follower of
        Christian bastard behaviour

The raped son of god I was
Sent out to spread true lies
Born by the sterile mother
The inbreed and the 12 brothers

        In the name of god
        I am your saviour
        Follower of
        Christian bastard behaviour

    hallelujah!

        In the name of god
        I am your saviour
        Follower of
        Christian bastard behaviour

Alone at Last
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Keijo

No one shall leave me alone
Not a single person should break me apart
I shall be the hardest shell
I, myself and me are not fragile

        None of them around...
        Alone at last!
        None of the worshipping losers...
        Alone at last!

No-one, no-one with me
No-one can not live without me
I will never be the same
Without someone who is really afraid

        None of them around...
        Alone at last!
        None of the worshipping losers...
        Alone at last!

Ego, an internal way to be great
I believe in you, but you won't get in me!
Total loss of caring around
Alone, at last I am an individual!

    lead: Juha

Yeah!

Not a person who might care...
Alone at last!
I will survive all alone...
Alone - and lost!

Drain
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Keijo

Yaaaah!

The bath we live in,
It's fucking contamined...

Call the cleaner, call the firemen!
I want to get rid of the filth!
The whole race: floating in rust
The symbols in the water must be obsolete!
The dirty water around all of us
Polluted by icons
Crosses, churches, stars
Legends and betrayers!

Convenience from the chewed shit,
Living without own ideology
Follow the jester, believe in him!
Find the leader and obey!

    A natural pressure on top of the plug,
    The drain could keep us sane
    Who is holding us from the infinity?
    Is it you, or the whole society?

    Who's the blame?
    Who's the blame?
    Who's the blame?
    Who's the blame?

    lead: Juha

The plug to be pulled
An ultimate solution
Beliefs to be collapsed
Salvation, the sweet salvation...

Salvation,
The sweet salvation!
Salvation,
The sweet salvation!

Braindead
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Jorma, Keijo

Like they wear you wear
Like they think to do you do
Like they act you act
Like they don't think you don't think

Personality, you don't have single one
Everything in your head is gone
Follow the big business
And fall into the emptiness

        Stop not to think
        The only way to not is sink
        Do it yourself
        You don't need anybody's help

    Personality, you don't have single one
    Everything in your head is gone
    Follow the big business
    And fall into the emptiness

        Stop not to think
        The only way to not is sink
        Do it yourself
        You don't need anybody's help

Narrow Mind
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Jorma, Keijo

You use your traditional mind
Which can not see another kind
A selfish one-way road
That's a serious thing I have to remind

        All you feel is hate
        You live for your rage

One way system in your mind
That's the thing we don't like
Can't you see you're not alone
Your brain is still in cradle

        All you feel is hate
        You live for your rage

    lead: Juha

Is there anything we can make...
Like put there some fucking sake?
We'd like to see you sane
No fucking way some things can't changed!

        All you feel is hate
        You live for your rage

Dark Highway
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Keijo

Sounds from outside
Wandering from the concrete walls
Roaming until they're all dead
And I am still awake

        Seems so quiet
        Feels so unsilent

Bouncing around
Roaming unbound
Machinery a'la urban dream
The juice of materiality

        Seems so quiet
        Feels yet so unsilent

Electricity is spent
Lifeless, but able to breed
Enabling the surge
The endless, bottomless drain

The smell of gas in the air
Feeding the polluting needs

    One can's scream when being surrounded by darkness
    While being kept in the depths

Machinery a'la urban dream
The juice of materiality

    One can's scream when being surrounded by darkness
    While being kept in the depths

Sounds from outside
Wandering from the concrete walls
Roaming until they're all dead
And I am still awake

        Seems so quiet
        Feels so unsilent

Inversion
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Jorma, Keijo

Without thoughts you rise your fist
That gets me really pissed
One black man, twenty white men
Beat him just for being black

        What if you wake up...
        Tomorrow being black?
        Are you gonna kill yourself?
        Or change your policy?

You got to be bold, that's what you have been told!
Everything you do as your leader tells
If you don't beat, you will get beat
When you beat, it grows lots of hate

        What if you wake up...
        Tomorrow being black?
        Are you gonna kill yourself?
        Or change the racial policy?

        Y(e)ah!

    Without thoughts you rise your fist
    That gets me really pissed
    One black man, twenty white men
    Beat him just for being black

    Thrash!

You got to be bold, that's what you have been told!
Everything you do as your leader tells
If you don't beat, you will get beat
When you beat, it grows lots of hate

        What if you wake up...
        Tomorrow being black?
        Are you gonna kill yourself?
        Or change your policy?

Vanity
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Keijo

Uh!

Can I be the most beautyfull?
Is there any room...
For a perfect person?

    The loss of perfection!

Can we find the way...
To the completion?
The completion to fill up...
And enjoy!

    The loss
    Of perfection!

Go!

lead: Juha

Yeah!

I am the biggest one!
The best fucking...
Human being around!

    The loss of perfection!
    The loss of perfection!

Super Satan
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Xena, Keijo

Uuuaah!

Join the collective, the holy family
Isolation from individuality
Learn the book, obey the rules
Manipulated like the other fools

        The jesus fucking christ:
        The super satan full of lies

You are the lambs,
Inhale the light
No more free speech...
In the nearest sight
Believe the lies...
Or perish in hell
And from the heaven's gates
You are expelled

        The jesus fucking christ:
        The super satan full of lies

    Holy cross, the symbol of fear
    Holy spirit, in front of you appears
    Holy book, literally full of crap
    Holy man: kill yourself or wake up!

    Holy cross, the symbol of fear
    Holy spirit, in front of you appears
    Holy book, literally full of crap
    Holy man: kill yourself or wake up!

Join the collective, the holy family
Isolation from individuality
Learn the book, obey the rules
Manipulated like the other fools

        The jesus fucking christ:
        The super satan full of lies

Cartender
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Jorma, Keijo

One big whiskey bottle in your hand
Soon it will run into your head
And what did you do, you fucking nerd
You took your car and made someone dead

        Cartender -
        ambassador of death
        Cartender -
        human insect

Why don't you express...
Your repressed mind with something sane
The combination you use today
Is going to turn against itself

        Cartender -
        cruel killer
        Cartender -
        you fill me with anger

    Here's my decent hint
    If care a thing about anything
    You should think of others too
    And not just be such a fool

    Iiiaaaai!

    lead: Juha

One big whiskey bottle in your hand
Soon it will run into your head
And what did you do, you fucking nerd
You took your car and made someone dead

        Cartender -
        ambassador of death
        Cartender -
        human insect
        Cartender -
        cruel killer
        Cartender -
        you fill me with anger

Coldvenience
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Keijo

One individual lies on a floor of an empty room
In an apartment stuffed with functionality and a lonesome fool!
A midget size fridge full of novelties for oral needs
Gorgeous little things to rip off the weakest of us all!

The attic above so heavy that it forces down the roof
Inhalation made less possible by the walls closing by
Noises coming far from below unattaching everything but a soul:
The innermost, claimed to be divine, an object full of faults

    A hope for nobody to see
    The recession of normality
    Loaded with Hotel-TV
    Dark thoughts and mortality

        Voluntary way
        To drive you less sane
        Unexpected reactions
        From energetic persons

One individual lies on a floor of an empty room
In an apartment stuffed with functionality and a lonesome fool!
A midget size fridge full of novelties for oral needs
Gorgeous little things to rip off the weakest of us all!

    A hope for nobody to see
    The recession of normality
    Loaded with Hotel-TV
    Dark thoughts and mortality

        Voluntary way
        To drive you less sane
        Unexpected reactions
        From energetic persons

        Mostly weak, ruined and ruptured
        mental abilities
        Unexpected reactions
        From dull persons

Abusement Park
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Keijo

Nowhere to move
No fucking place to go to
Around and around, still no goal is found
In my private merry-go-round

        I am being abused...
        I am all alone...
        My emotions...
        Are being torn...

No origin
Nor destination
Just the plane of sanity I am going under
In my intimate roller-coaster

        I am being abused...
        I am all alone...
        My feelings...
        Have been killed...

No way to win
Impossible to beat
The slot-machines of utter darkness
Or the pinball games of pain

    My thoughts can not move
    Emotions won't run
    The inner self, it's stuck in the memories
    Which can not be found

    Tied into all of these,
    These horrifying machines
    The park of ultimate self abusement...
    Can guarantee a total internal torment

Yaah
Nowhere to move
No fucking place to go to
Around and around, still no goal is found
In my private merry-go-round
No origin
Nor destination
Just the plane of sanity I am going under
In my intimate roller-coaster

Loser
Music: Mika, Rotten Sound
Lyrics: Jorma, Keijo

You put that shit into your veins
To end up your private mortal pains
It will leave in you some stains
No brain, no face and no grace

        Or did you really have them at all?
        Did you leave them at a birth stall?
        I despise you and the shit you take
        And all of the mistakes you have ever made!

Give all of us a change
And stop taking that fucking nonsense
It will leave in you some stains
Some brain, some face but still no grace

        Or did you really have them at all?
        Did you leave them at a birth stall?
        I despise you and the shit you take
        And all of the mistakes you have ever made!

The loser inside of
Of your container
Grabbing tighter
Chemicals take over

(Finding the perfect way to grab tighter
Your soul is going to be internally swollen)