God Is White

by Djevara

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Djevara's DIY debut was a ferocious UK alt-rock / punk-metal hybrid of passionate, energetic and visceral music - at times like a more hardcore, grungier Rage Against The Machine in a fistfight with Sepultura and Skunk Anansie. Critically acclaimed when released, this was the work of a band naive enough to follow their muses and bathe enthusiastically in their influences. This record is far straighter and to-the-jugular hook-laden riff rock than the more progressive sound the band would later develop, an angry musical pill of politically charged alternative rock for the jilted generation. (And yes, the title is ironic)

Reviews:
"A truly tumultuous debut offering, that recalls the vital energy of Rage Against The Machine and Jane’s Addiction’s thrillingly abrasive introductions to the world. Inspiring." -
KKKK - Kerrang!

"the sheer melodic density of Djevara's sound makes everthing feel as simultaneously epic and intimate as prime Fugazi... an awesome debut"
8/10 - BANG Magazine

"Fiercesomely powerful metal, with a rhino stomping groove that is equally uncompromising in its punk pedigree... this is an excellent album."
8/10 - Metal Hammer

Djevara is an independent artist - all monies from sales go back directly into the project and help us to continue to make music. Thanks for supporting independent music!

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released February 2, 2004

Recorded at New Rising Studios by Mark Daghorn

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Djevara /je-vær-æ/ noun - "The concept/myth of a time and/or place at which exists the end of intolerance, and the beginning of justice. Possibly metaphorical, the word has its origin in a ancient language from rural Asia"

Often described as furious, energetic, schizophrenic and passionate -Djevara play a unique and experimental blend of post-hardcore/punk rock and progressive, alternative metal
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Track Name: Snapshot
You speak your silence now
You speak your silence but your silence is killing me
You speak your silence now
It's time to take another...

snapshot

Let's contradict our fate
Listen out for the new philosophy
'Cos now they want to patent hate
We'll watch a nation die of AIDs
So let's get this culture straight
Be aware of the will of our enemy
Fight to set the record straight
It's time to take another... another

Snapshot.

You speak your silence now
I'm overcome but is it fear? Is it empathy?
You're playing games with fate
But I can't watch a nation die of AIDs
This Ostrich Syndrome takes another and another
Everyone looks the same through the blind eyes of history
You wear indifference like a badge of honour
It's time to take another... another

Snapshot.


Do you think I'd be better off in the ground?
I'd make a martyr in the ground

You love the anguish, you love the abuse
You love it

It's time to take another...

Snapshot

Let's get this picture straight
And this is the soundtrack - it's just one way to
Try get the picture straight
The revolution is in your head
Track Name: The Niggers Will Eliminate Themselves
Forget about... like it's some other country - forget about it
Forget about... move out from the city - forget about it
Forget about your militant poetry - forget about it
Forget about... the way it will always be - forget about it
'Cos it's too late too late too late
Sit back, sit back, sit back
And watch them die
On Prime Time TV

Don't you look at me
With cold hands
And cold eyes


Forget about... just erase your short memory - forget about it
Forget about... don't let it trouble you - forget about it
Forget about... Figures and numbers and - forget about it
Forget about... They're not in your family - forget about it
'Cos it's too late too late too late
Sit back, sit back, sit back
And watch them
On Prime Time TV

Don't look at me
With cold hands
And cold eyes
Track Name: greed n mercy
Oh, Hunger is an old friend of mine, we sit and we toe the breadline
The sun doesn't brighten our days, we don't even feel the weekend
One day a thought occurred to me - I'd have to leave the continent
I asked my friend and he agreed; one day we'll go our separate ways

Oh, what they'd have us believe
Oh, what they'd have us FORGET

you'd think I'm overqualified, didn't need a degree to do this
Fast foods or nursing the elderly, that's not how I imagined England
They despise the fact that I exist, I guess it stands to reason
'os I'm a reminder of history, I hurt their proud position

Oh, what they'd have us believe
oh, what they'd have us forget

Rich Man asks Poor Man
"When will you pay your debt?"
Poor Man answers Rich Man
"Forever, 'til my death"
And it's not so differen now (Greed)

Change?
You said that you wanted to change?
Nothing's changed

Rich Man asks Poor Man
"Why do you steal from me?"
Poor Man answers Rich Man
"How did you think I lived?"
And it's not so differen now (Greed)

Change?
You said that you wanted to change?
Nothing's changed

And so I look in to your eyes
And I see that
I'm staring in to the eyes of death
Oh my beautiful Africa
Track Name: Sœur/Putain
You march but you're fake
You speak to me nothing but hate
You've no idea what's at stake
Don't want to participate
You lust without thought
And swallow everything they taught
You're scared of feeling pain
And you're scared of getting caught
Sometimes I think that I've lost my touch, when I'm on my own and I've had enough
The glass has fallen - it's empty ; this time spent scratching my head
The snake that's coiled has strangled me, (and) now the venom's kicking in
That's how the virus breeds again, 'Cos I need another to take her turn

Here we go again (You're driving me insane)
You drive me round the bend (You're driving me insane)
Here we go again (You're driving me insane)
The madness never ends (You're driving me insane)

Shut your mouth
Close your eyes
Can you taste my acid tongue
That feeds on your lies?

(c)

What the hell do you expect me to say
When you continue to test me?
This headache ain't going away
Light the fire and try to impress me
Always making the same mistakes
Not for the first time this century
Tie a rope or keep me in chains
I'm dreaming of ending the misery

(c)

Now I know why...
I need calm
Before you take away…
Track Name: Meanwhile South Of The Border
Well, here's coming at ya with the economic structural
adjustment program
Fresh in from the North, special delivery, but don't you ever get caught tryin' ta hijack tha ticket
From the day you were born you been ever in debt to me
for the sins of my ancestors
You got to throw your books just to make ends meet?
I know ... but I forget sometimes
Gather round, round the table; time to spice it up,
to dice it, to slice it
So if the shoe fits let them wear it, let them wear it out
- Let them walk barefoot!
I hear this voice that speaks inside of me,
All that remains of the original cause
But I've learned to ignore 'cos the wealth I adore
would be the first, the first to go if I...

listen up
Take a time out
Change the sound
We're gonna make the people

Jump.
I'm Speaking of war now!

Well I hear what you say, big brother, brother ...
So wise on the moves when you state your play
'Cos you're a winner - and man we all love a winner,
With the "who goes there?", swap one rule for the other
So break it down for me one more time; how do I suck you off?
D'ya want it fast or slow?
'Cos I'm a whore, but you already raped me...
(OK, now bring in the bass line)
Yo, we got it all set up 'cos now they hungry
But our belly full
'Cos, ugh, you and me got it all worked out
My people work for free while they bury their fathers
Whaddya mean ya don't remember me? I'm the country you drew
Before you withdrew
And now you can make a deposit to the New Bank of Switzerland
'Cos I refuse to

chorus

What more do you need?
What more do you want from me?

Let's make the people
jump.
I'm speaking of war now!

Meanwhile, south of the border...
Where you never look
Track Name: The Tyrant
Shut up; now answer me
Is there a reason you stayed?
Where you praying for rain? Praying for rain...
Fed them with fury
Watched them bloating with rage
You made a mistake, you made a mistake again

I want to hear you scream out loud
I am… I am… I am… I am…
I want to hear the children sing
I am… I am… I am… I am…

Let's paint this picture black
Erasing the fade
Removing the blame, displacing the blame
The war you thought you finished started again
To our ancestors shame, we find ourselves shamed again

I want to hear you scream out loud
I am… I am… I am… I am…
I want to hear the children sing
I am… I am… I am… I am…

Come on, Mutha Fucker
Call a spade a spade