Spacement Mission

by Astronuts

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released September 1, 2019

ASTRONUTS is Sid, Coli, Tom and Leo.
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Nikolay Wolz at Studio G Mannheim, June 2019.
All Music, Lyrics and Artwork by Astronuts

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Sid - Vocals, Bass
Coli - Guitar, Vocals
Tom - Guitar
Leo - Drums

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Track Name: Reclaim
Climb the Fences. Throw bricks in the windows. Storm the places. Take to the streets.
Break up the cages. Reclaim the justice. End the reign of the brazen greed.

t’s hard to unsee the blood that’s dripping from the hands
of those who claimed that time for change had finally come.
Our history teaches us that it begins with good intentions
But in fact, these days, promises do not last long.
Corroding morals under the veil of secrecy. Nepotism, abuse of trust and authority.
To me they’re parasites, not leaders. And we’re their puppets, they just need us to skim the profit relentlessly.

That’s why we must
Climb the Fences. Throw bricks in the windows. Storm the places. Take to the streets.
Break up the cages. Reclaim the justice. End the reign of the brazen greed.

(We're) a reprobated species of narcissistic goons
in a system made to suppress free will and any empathy. Well,
it's obvious we're led astray by one big misperception:
That it was, it is and will always be that way,
with two-faced agitators maintaining all their influence.
But everything must pass and we all bite the dust in the end.
So, it's not 'bout people giving you the power. It's about what you should give to the people.
Let us set things straight, it's time that we...

Stop lining your pockets – whoa oh oh
blood-sucking greedy lobbyists – whoa oh oh
we defy your make-believe concern – whoa oh oh
watch all your wealth decay and burn
into the ground.
Track Name: Bricks and Blood
You say that one of us will have to go, but I don’t wanna.
You say that one of us will have to go, but I’m not gonna,
Not gonna let it happen that way.
There’s so much more I‘d like to say while you’re around.
Don’t wanna feel the pain of emptiness. Please stay with me,
I’ll keep you safe and sound.

You say the rock will keep spinning, though you don’t know.
And shit like “change is opportunity” while almost ‘bout to go.
Foredoomed to fail once you start living in fear.
It saddens me to see your mind is not here, it is elsewhere.
Don’t wanna have a single second of regret.
Don’t wanna look back in despair.

So let us put our weary heads to rest.
Revive, resolve, relive the past.
And you’ll see it will all work out fine.
We live to win. Down but not out. It’s not yet time.

Bricks and blood are meant to remain,
To abide the storm and misery.
Bricks and blood are meant to remain.
I’m torn, dismayed. My hope (it just) decays.
And yet I keep the best of memories.

So let us put our weary heads to rest.
Revive, resolve, relive the past.
Hey you’ll see it will all work out fine.
We live to win. Down but not out. It’s not yet time.
Track Name: Catch-22
Mornings don’t come easy.
Days haunt me ‘til I’m done.
Night's grip just won’t release me,
brings me back to square one.

And I wish you could hear me and
tell me it’s not in vain
to strive and suffer with good reason
cause the ending won’t be the same.

No more distraction. No more procrastination.
The best way out is always through.
No more delusions. No more empty excuses.
I've gone missing stuck in catch 22.
Track Name: Elegy for Tony
It’s true that Tony always dreamt of becoming a good winger.
One of the forwards in the top-flight or at least in the minor leagues.
Although he never ever made it to the first line.
He had that hunger for success and the rigor you need in pro hockey.

In junior league they put him on the bench, but he kept asking for
for more ice time so the coach just made him wear
that scruffy old, sweatsoaked No. M costume that made all the stands go nuts.
Being out on the rink was so dearly bought, but at least he made the drunk crowd cheer.

They saw the mask, but underneath it felt like 1000 degrees. His facade just hid a heart full of bitterness and grief. But when he lay in bed at night, he longed for agitating fights and retaliating against the pest for taking liberties.

Well, Tony never was no good, just utterly misunderstood. He always tried but he never could
and resigned for he never had a choice. An unsung zero among the boys who failed to speak up ‘cause he was in too deep. ‘Til they retired his number and pulled it onto the roof.
Too bad he never knew.

Instead of postgame partying with the goons he was made to clean the locker room.
And when the center’s lights went out he drowned his pain and all the shame.
But then one night, it’s not hard to guess, Tony just drank himself to death, yeah, all alone,
right in front of the deserted concession stands.
He perished anthromorphic somewhere down in the catacombs.

Well, Tony never was no good, just utterly misunderstood. He always tried but he never could and resigned for he never had a choice. An unsung zero among the boys who failed to speak up
‘cause he was in too deep. ‘Til they retired his number and pulled it onto the roof.
He perished anthromorphic.

He perished anthromorphic somewhere down in the catacombs.
Track Name: Side by Side
So how the hell did I miss your call that very day?
And how the hell should I've known that shit was here to stay? I just can`t but
think of the fear in your eyes anticipating fate, pain and misery.
Blinded by the illusion of safety, we swore to defy the march of time.
Fighting for the good life as brothers in arms. Shit's gonna be alright.

But it's a fact shit hits the fan anyway. And I
just couldn't leave you alone in the hospital hall that night. I threw all
my caution to the wind, never before dead wrong has felt so right.
On our way back home no one said a word, though we could read each other's minds.
Everybody knew that this was meant to be the final ride.

I`ll always remember endless late nights spent talking.
I’ll always remember one more drink, sharing ups, sharing downs.
And in the end we agreed to never quail, fight side by side, fight tooth and nail.
All that remains in the void you leave is this common memory.

So, will you keep it? I hope you’ll keep it for good.

I sat there watching you breathe in dead silence on your bed.
Honestly hoping you felt I’d be with you facing death. So shattered
and helpless and scared of the dark that lay ahead.
Knowing I should not be so fuckin selfish soaking up every split second of time.
Still fighting for the good life as brothers in arms, ‘though shit wouldn’t be alright.

I`ll always remember endless late nights spent talking.
I’ll always remember one more drink, sharing ups, sharing downs.
And in the end we agreed to never quail, fight side by side, fight tooth and nail.
All that remains in the void you leave is this common memory.

So now I stand here reading your epitaph in utter disbelief, devastated that you’re gone.
I had so much more to tell you, but it’s in vain ‘cause this rock keeps spinning on and on.
I can hardly bear it, cannot endure this grief.

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