Third World War : Cast The First Stone

by Djevara

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Djevara's second album; quite a leap from the first, this record saw the band embrace a more raw and brutal production, while at the same time developing a more progressive and mature sound. Fusing the fury and intensity of Refused with the commitment and diversity of Fugazi, along with the sonic palette of Tool, RATM, At The Drive-In and Slayer - this multi-ethnic DIY punk-metal band from London (UK) created a powerful and new statement of intent following no rules but their own.

Reviews:
"APOPLECTIC LONDON QUARTET POINT THE FINGER...

You can only salute the tenacity of Djevara. This second album is released through their own label and they're involved in various righteous political campaigns and DIY promotions. And as a black-fronted metal band, they're still a rarity. Their music is strong too, melding At The Drive-In/Fugazi-inspired anger with good old hyper-metal riffage. Songs like "The Consumer" and "600 Years Of Your Civilization And My People Still Live In Poverty" are so eyeball-poppingly angry you can't help but be swept along. It's a combination that shows the underground has a big beating heart."
DOWNLOAD: "The Death Of Cliff Richard"
FOR FANS OF: Refused, Rage Against The Machine"
KKKK - Kerrang!

"Imagine Tool hooked on a funk rock beat. Or Fugazi getting drunk on Rage Against The Machine's philosophy. Somehow Djevara manage to make all of this sound cohesive, agitating, DIY and musically confident. An exciting album of blazing, streetwise British promise."
METAL HAMMER

"Any album that has a song called 'The Death Of Cliff Richard' gets my vote in an instant. And there's a chance a single blast of this manic-hard metalcore funk hyperactivity would bring about the demise of the ageing crooner in an instant. Champion!"
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released February 2, 2007

Recorded at Orange & Blue Studio in Catford by Malcolm Gayner & Simon Baines
Produced by Djevara and Malcolm Gayner

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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: the death of cliff richard
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
No, I don’t get it

Dousing in kerosene is not putting the fire out (Get it?)
Throw your worries away… Forget your worries

Am I supposed to wait for a lifetime?
See the smile the lasts for a lifetime
This smile will last for a lifetime

There’s a sale on clichés, now it’s two for one – “Nothing ventured, nothing gained”
And yet if I fight and run away, I’ll live to fight another day
Says this man made of plastic, with his wealth in his pocket,
He’s like a spreading disease
“So bring your heartache to the water’s edge,
We’ll tear it out”

And wait for a lifetime!
See the smile the lasts for a lifetime
This smile will last for a lifetime

The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak

Congratulations! No reservations!
SUCH A WASTE OF TIME
Polite conversations without connotations
SUCH A WASTE OF TIME
The cycle of expectations given in to resignation
SUCH A WASTE OF LIFE
Forward march over the cliff of extinction
SUCH A WASTE OF LIFE

This wasn’t supposed to last for a lifetime
See the smile that lasts for a lifetime
Not in my time
Track Name: autism
You’ll be the last one to know it.

Wake up, wake up
YOU’RE NOT ASLEEP, you’re DEAD WEIGHT
But not yet a catastrophe
Paranoia may make you think you see straight
But it’s not a complete philosophy

To make or to break
You’re never quite sure but
IT’S NOT YET A CATASTROPHE
Not every prophet knew all the answers
SO DON’T GET STUCK IN PHILOSOPHY

It’s in your face
It’s in your eyes, your every reason
And you’re not scared.
NOT SCARED ENOUGH.

It’s in your face. (Scared?)
It’s in your face. (Scared?)

It’s in your face
It’s in your eyes, your every reason
And you’re not scared.
NOT SCARED ENOUGH.

I’ve seen you wear a T-Shirt
Says you’re not afraid of The Government
You can’t stand the violence
It’s got something to do with The Government

I’ve seen you wear a T-Shirt
Says you’re not a part of The Institute
And you can’t stand the violence
But when needs must it’s a substitute

I’ve seen you wear The T-Shirt…

I think you’re part of the problem
I think you’re part of the problem
I think you’re part of the problem
I think you’re part of the problem.
Track Name: the consumer
Look sharp.

Music for fashion
It spins too fast too turn around
Your passion is a whore

My fascination
Disintegrates with every chord
Frustration is a bore

Buy this product
It’s not in season
Hey consumer, buy my product
It’s not in season

We don’t love you anymore, we don’t need you anymore
Defy convention – what do I need you for?

A place in the sun
A place in the sun
A place in the sun
Is all I want

I’ve a conviction
Let’s pull the ART out of Heart
Let’s see what HE will say

In your condition
I prescribe a dose of corporate cock
And everything I hate
Track Name: diorama
(original poem)

Face the future
Without distortion
Without Illusions
Without Emotions

It doesn’t matter what you say, it doesn’t matter what I do

Within this cage without walls
Perceive these men who never fall
And women, chained, who have no names
Facing defeat in deadly games
And all the while It feeds and grows
Purging our minds of depth and prose
And all too late we realise
It’s within us all; God damn, It’s killed us all

Now, there is a fashion that wears a noose
But I can’t imagine why
And there’s a good reason why we must be sacrificed
But I can’t remember why

That’s too many questions.

I know what you want but it’s not what you need,
You learned how to fight before you learned how to bleed.
You’ve stood at the door and you’ve never asked why
Now we’re both out of time, and it’s your turn to…

Embrace extinction.
Track Name: freedom's ghost
"Fire At The Reichstag"
Did I hear someone say
"Fire At The Reichstag"
Thought I heard someone shout

Well we know it's Freedom's Ghost
'Cos you're the one... the one who killed Freedom

How long's it gonna take?

We've postponed thinking about it
The Event Horizon has come and gone
No more last warnings in our lifetime
'Cos in our lifetime
In our lifetime
... it will end

How long's it gonna take?
A single quality
One, two, skip a few
Three, four, a knock on the door

Sleepwalkin' into a Police State
Take this down, I think I'm gonna dictate
Fukuyama ain't been heard for a while
So turn round, and bend down
And SMILE, here comes your fifteen minutes
Now on show - 24-7
"1984" wasn't meant to be instructional
But no-one reads so they use it as a manual
'Cos if we don't look, don't press, don't contest
If we don't ask, don't touch, we don't test
Pretty soon you'll be looking at an empty stage
When they take our speech - an oversight - to complement (the) theft

"Just another angry young man"
I got "taught"; sure, I know who I am
"Just another angry black man"
I got "taught"; so now I know who I am

A cliché; Paranoid and sunburnt and working my repression out
Perfect as a scapegoat when th'economy ain't working out
Driven to the edge by a war that can never end
Given up my crutches
For a state gone fascist
Well, history will repeat, and the victors will delete
Verses that contradict, Liberty strapped in the back seat
Forget the trial; I admit treason
For Freedom's Ghost and in the spirit of Reason

One, two, skip a few
One, two, skip a few
One, two, skip a few
I think I skipped a few

One, two, skip a few