Blackline Ninja

"Don't know when the bullets gonna hit ya,
Flat lines are coming with the speed of a ninja"

Whilst tuning in to Altrok Radio the other day, amidst all the usual sound was one track that stood out a mile - "Blackline Ninja" by Weapons of Mass Belief.

This, the band's second single, produced by Damian Taylor (of Prodigy, Bjork, U.N.K.L.E. fame) is to be released through American Blood Recordings on 7th March 2005 and tells the tale of the shit that goes on in female prison, namely the use of heroin.

The Weapons have got all sorts of influences going on, but just listen and come to your own conclusions. Personally, this track is just fucking great, mixing all my favourite . Check out the Blackline Ninja mp3 excerpt or get the streams over at Peoplesound and then go give them a vote in the monthly poll over at Soundnation.

Blackline Ninja will be the one you know them by. Can't wait to see 'em live...

Black Line Ninja

Now the world rises satanic
Coked up, lipped up with panic
Blowing time jacking in the habit
Disaffected, shooting manic

Black lines up in the attic
Where my father never had it
Claustrophobic, messianic
Break the rage

Ready to die for my catharsis
Alone in the shuttle of grasses
Reel another hit for the hidden classes
On a code to control the masses

Licking up my limbs on the map Damascus
A test of less in order to grasp it
Flicking up a gun in my face to blast it
Paranoid me paranoid me

chorus

Don't know when the bullets gonna hit ya
Flat lines are coming with the speed of a ninja
Don't know when the bullets gonna bitch ya
Flat lines are coming at the speed of a ninja

Don't look back, All goes black
Fly too close to the sun and the heat will singe ya
Don't know when the dagger's gonna ditch ya
Don't want no black line ninja

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Living dead on streets of plastic
Watching clocks perform the task it
Never ends - time's prismatic
Creating questions I didn't ask it

Underneath the skin's traumatic
Sleep the bruises from the past
It hits the shadow of the addict's
Generation now

Stakes high as the world flames faster
Anarchist in a staged disaster
Speed another wrap from the necromancer
On a roll to inject the answer

Locking up my lies on a sign to pass her
Shooting the crime in order to grasp her
Kicking up the dust in my face to blast her
Paralyse me paralyse me

chorus

Don't know when the bullets gonna hit ya
Flat lines are coming with the speed of a ninja
Don't know when the bullets gonna bitch ya
Flat lines are coming at the speed of a ninja

Don't look back, All goes black
Fly too close to the sun and the heat will singe ya
Don't know when the dagger's gonna ditch ya
Don't want no black line ninja

Lyrics copyright © Georgia G and JG Weapons Of Mass Belief

Thanks to the Weapons for the words ;)