Buried Conscience” Excision

[English in original]

A man cried,
His wife and two daughters were killed during riots
“Why they murdered my family? What’s my fault?”
Nobody could answer his questions
Picture of life
Painted by unending bitterness throughout history
Yet few people are still showing their kindness and morality
When others are just gone ignorant
Conscience is not dead yet
But severely buried to the depths
For decades we have learned how to bury
How to bury our own conscience
“Don’t blame them for the pain you feel…
…they do not know what they do”
I know that sin is real
And it makes us too blind to see
Immanent knowledge was lost long ago
But it has been replaced by grace
That man won’t suffer any longer
And so are we, homo ignarus (ignorant human)

“Rezim Dosomuko” – Sekarat

Suara hati nurani rakyat

Tegakkan benaran di bumi
Seret dalam kebingungan
Sistem politik ego penguasa
Rapuh dan sengsara rakyat
Panik dalam ketakutan
Hidup dalam ketidakadilan
Tragis tak berpengharapan
Rezim orde baru
Daulat rakyat dirampas

Pancasila tameng kuasa
Hukum dikangkangi
Buruh dipasung
Parlemen dikebiri
Pers dimandulkan
Nilai HAM diinjak-injak
Budaya diseragamkan
Pendidikan tlah dijinakkan
Ekonomi wajah nepotisme

Monopoli! Korupsi! Kolusi
Nyata penjajahan baru
Orba sengsarakan rakyat

English Translation:

The pure voice of the people’s conscience

Maintaining truthfulness on Earth
Dragged under in confusion
A political system ruled by egotism
The people brittle and suffering
Panicking in fear
Life under injustice
Tragedy with no hope
The New Order regime
The fortunes of the people confiscated

Official ideology a pretext for power
The law strangled
Labor repressed
Parliament castrated
The press sterilized
The value of human rights trampled
Culture homogenized
Education has been tamed
The economy has the face of nepotism

Monopoly, Corruption, Collusion
The result is neo-colonialism
The New Order regime torments the people


Straightjacket” Norm Rejection
I’ve just found out
Where I’ll direct my anger

I’m gonna devastate
The makers of my hate
I’m gonna devastate
Designers of my fate
I’m gonna devastate
The makers of my hate
I know it ain’t too late
To get out of this state

Oppress, no more
Revolt, galore

I can’t see any more
Your world begins to fall
My fist into your face

Freedom I wanna taste

From “Wandering Knight” – Achiral

You’ve destroyed my life and all I believed
Now that I know what my soul really is
As I look and see well deep inside me, Alone!
Where shall I go and what shall I do?
I’m a wandering knight, it’s the curse of my life
An eternal night in which I seek to hide
Temples were built and empires shall fall
But the walls of my mind can they ever again stand tall!

So many rules were spoken in my childhood days
They’ve kept me blind but sane
As I start to see, shall I lose my brain?
The paths I now shall tread shall be decided by me
Shall I rule my own destiny?
In this world alone I travel to seek.
what is what I seek?


Here are the lyrics to the song “Indonesia,” from Singaporean grindcore trio Wormrot’s 2010 album Abuse. Clearly the band was impressed by what it found when it toured that country in 2008.

Unite as one
Appreciate, highness feast care less fucks, punk at heart

DIY till die, in a 3rd world nation
Respect overloaded, they deserve to rise
Quality humanity is what the world should fucking be

Memories that we had
Fuck the rest, you all the best

You drunken fucks, we shall meet again
Unity once more, grind to the fucking core

Unite, as one [a more-or-less literal translation of the patriotic Indonesian slogan Bersatulah!]