Name: unterzone (Slave Labour 'Where I Belong' Mix)
Duration: P00H08M58S
Description: Slave Labour interprets "unterzone".

Jeremy Gluck & Slave Labour - unterzone (Slave Labour 'Where I Belong' Mix)

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Slave Labour interprets "unterzone".

lyrics

Now that you are asleep and half attentive
I want to use your mind
In my experiment
I am getting slippery, very slippery
Now that I am half asleep
Let me take you
to unterzone
You are falling from the top of a long flight of stairs

My mother is standing at the top of a long flight of stairs
Fully asleep
Dead

Now that you are fully asleep
Let me take you
to unterzone

Now that I
am in my childhood bedroom
Alone
take you let me to unterzone

The source of intention

Welcome to unterzone – under – zone.

Don’t lose me to unterzone, the self-refrigeration.

This is unterzone.
Not the underworld - too glamorous.
unterzone, superficial, stamped with futility, the glue love cannot stick.
Two glues there are: love, and everything else.
Everything else upscaled isn’t much use because it’s too big to matter.
It seems to be important.

Am I important? Ask. Is he important? He says, is important. unterzone is an underpass: long, low grey walls and dirt. I am unterzone, my own unterzone. What was once important is no longer. I am no longer important. Unwelcome, a footnote to myself.

Selling me myself? In Saneworld you are sick, severe and enduring. Lying to me in Saneworld, when I visit it, which I limit, it makes me sick. Of Saneworld.

I have given up my bed in Bedlam, ate my way through the chain and beat my way through the dogs into unterzone. I don’t believe in you; don’t believe in me.

Taking my confession..?
Half my life inauthentic to myself.
There’s worse ways to be beaten than with a belt.
As my father would have put it, “childish nonsense”.
I can make myself full of pain, cracking it at others like a whip.

Filed away or filed down, the core would remain toxic gold.
Love falling from the top of a long flight of stairs.
Are you falling from the top of a long flight of stairs?

I am repeating my steps at the top of a long flight of stairs.

Can you see me from the top of a long flight of stairs, across these space flights of stairs? Snowflake humans bumping down like meatware Slinky’s. Or spilling like milk, sticking to all it covers.

I receive, accept and am grateful for the gifts of the dead, their living guitars, unstilled voices, imposing spirits and nulled minds. Anybody can see that here I am. A parasite upon genius.

All my anger is righteous
In desert, water
Living on nothing
I found all before

The nerves of the machine
Need to be cleaned
The last in the series
Animal spirits
In the bloodstream
Below the floor
Where the rats live
That’s where I belong