RED

by Ksatriya

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"Reminiscent of Gil-Scott Heron with the theatrical affectation of Peter Murphy and world-weariness of Tom Waits, Ksatriya’s music and lyrics pack a heady wallop." - Tashny Sukumaran, The Star

"RED was my first exposure to the spoken word genre.
I have to say it is an epitome to some real poetry.
Personally, it defines the genre at its highest of standards." - Kugan Puvanendran

"Loved the album and the politically & socially charged lyrics. The songs grow on you after several listenings. Great production too, enjoyed listening via my home hi-fi." - Dinagaran D. Raman

"Profound lyrics and melancholic melodies, RED is not for the easy listener. It makes you think, and that is what music should do." - Julia Tan Jo-Mei

"Ksatriya's RED album touches on the issues we see, read or hear and to some, experience in our daily lives.
The messages in his work are sincere and often thought provoking." - Eric Beng

"When are you getting a real job?" - Mom

credits

released 01 October 2013
Salam featuring the vocal talent of Regina Ibrahim and Eric Beng on guitars
Original composition by Ksatriya, Eric Beng, Damon Lee, Adie and Samwise Wee Khee

Bogeyman featuring the vocal talent of Vivian Adram

I Need a Drink original composition by Ksatriya and Tom 'Loki Lovelight' LaGrange

Hantu Balu additional guitar composition by Eric Beng

All songs written and performed by Ksatriya
Additional composition and arrangement by Samwise Wee Khee

Special thanks to all those who contributed portraits for the Anak Merdeka lyric video

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Arranged, Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at
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Ksatriya

Ksatriya means 'warrior' in Sanskrit. Adopting the word to represent his struggle in telling the stories of the downtrodden, the marginalized and the forgotten, Ksatriya is gaining a strong fanbase of loyal listeners.

Starting with his upcoming debut EP releasing in October, Ksatriya hopes to resurrect a tradition of meaningful music and powerful poetry.
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Track Name: Salam
The sun goes dark
No stars tonight
The streets are fires
of man-made plight

The wind wears wings
Of ill-borne will
that flutter still
on window sills

The pen that wrought
these pearls of thought
has long since ceased
its tortured course

And wrapped in shrouds of fever dreams,
a poet hears the angels sing

Salam

His feet now fall
on a soot-stained floor
and his knees go weak
at the sight that’s wreaked

A blasted field of fire and steel
And all humanity seemed to burn within
a violent, writhing, man-made sea
of blood and bullets and RPGs

Heaven cries out with heavy tears
But the hate’s so loud man can’t hear

Salam

In flames well-fed by fossil fuels,
the scythe of Death deals its due-
his heart goes cold, soot stains his face
but his voice still fills that dismal place:

Is this fate's final blow
Then let my final verse now flow –
Elude us ALL those pearly gates,
till hearts of peace undo the hate.
Track Name: Student of Life
Cigarette butts
on an ash filled floor
a poem forgotten
and I'm writing some more

Fallen forsaken
bound and broken
enlightened empowered
raging in silence

illuminate eradicate
start over again
a poet and a teacher
a princely pied-pauper

a treasure for your leisure
a note out at sea
leader and follower
neither is me

neither is me, neither is me

a killer who's a winner
a wild wall street wrangler
watches from the window
for a fresh faced harvest

a sad serenade
singing one man brigade
makes homemade lemonade
from welfare aid

a hunted homosexual
and consenting bisexual
heal a frenetic
dumpster diving dyslexic

a dreamer and a schemer
with dead distant demeanor
dumps a dubstep drummer
for a drunk dame who's dimmer

neither is me, neither is me

I'm a 99-percenter
and a person of colour
a previous homeowner
with no present buyer

A peripheral savvy
lipstick heavy
long lash luscious booty
stick thin skank

a sometimes sexy and
super-scent heavy
green-card crazy
gold-digging little brat

damaged goods and destitute
livin on a playa
paying for the living
by playin on his flute

neither is me?

Tales for the telling and
songs for the asking
food for the wanting and
drink for the dying

Hell for the pious and
heaven for the devil
Hope for the lost and a
Harlot at the saddle

A wish come true is
a curses you choose
Pain so bad it turns
to pleasure again

I'm not anyone special
I cannot be considered wise but
some things I've learned
as a student of life

Some things I've learned as a Student of Life
Track Name: I Need a Drink
Another long day
another long night
sold my soul to the man
still paying the price

Crammed into these tin cans
squeezed like sardines
I hear the other inmates
whisper to me

I feel so old
I feel so cold

Drown the pain and start again
just fill the glass I'll be ok

Seems like everybody
wants a piece of fame
they don't know that's the way The Man
co-opts their game

he'll make you go sale searching, cam-whoring
attention seeking insane
while he floods your neighborhood
with crime and cocaine

Now a rich man can buy a nice house and sip fine wine
but a poor man's only mansion is his mind
but even that's on loan and when it's foreclosed
you'll find the bottom of a bottle to be your only home

I feel so old
I feel so cold

Drown the pain and start again
just fill the glass I'll be ok

I need a drink
Track Name: Anak Merdeka
Kita kan semua, Anak Merdeka
Atau biri-biri menunggu gembala?

Kita kan semua, Anak Merdeka
Atau biri-biri menunggu gembala?

Jika disuruh diam lantanglah bersuara
kita kan semua Anak Merdeka

Kita kan semua, Anak Merdeka
Atau biri-biri menunggu gembala?

Jika diarah jangan berarak
Jika disuruh diam sahaja
Jika diarah jangan bertanya
Jawablah kita Anak Merdeka

Jika laungan disahut baton dan air kimia
Jangan kita takut dan jangan kita gentar
Anak Malaysia kita di jalan yang benar
Penjajah dan pencuri akan jatuh jua

Dibaham semarak Anak Merdeka
Dibaham semarak Anak Merdeka
Dibaham semarak Anak Merdeka
Dibaham semarak Anak Merdeka

Kita kan semua, Anak Merdeka
Atau biri-biri menunggu gembala?

Kita kan semua, Anak Merdeka
Atau biri-biri menunggu gembala?

Lantanglah bersuara.

Copyright, 2012 Ksatriya
All Rights Reserved
Track Name: Hantu Balu
Tadi aku jumpa hantu
hantu itu nama Balu

Tadi aku jumpa hantu
hantu itu nama Balu

Jadi aku pun tanya hantu
Apa story jadi begini

Dalam diam bak dinihari
hantu Balu jawab begini

Mana tidak ku sakit hati
polis pukul ku sampai mati

Mana tidak ku sakit hati
polis pukul ku sampai mati

hey

Tadi aku jumpa hantu
hantu itu nama Balu

Tadi aku jumpa hantu
terus lari, tulis lagu
Track Name: Bogeyman
Bolt your doors
keep your kids close
make sure to check
and lock the windows

grill 'em up good
throw away the keys
the bogeyman comin'
man we dead meat

no one knows what
he looks like
but they huff and puff
to give you quite a fright

some say he's black
and some say he's white
some say he wears a turban
or rides a bike

but there is one thing
repeated on tv
the bogeyman comin'
to steal your honey

he steal your pie
he steal your money
then you be left
with nothing baby

You and me
don't choose to be
but all they see is

Bogeyman

Everybody's somebody's Bogeyman
You look at me and see a Bogeyman
I look at you and see another Bogeyman
Bogeyman, when will it end?

Best beware now
that man over there, son
he colored all wrong
with a beady eyed stare

for all you know
he be the bogeyman, son
go get the hatchet
best be prepared

see it unfold
a cruel prank
the rich get richer
laughing all the way to the bank

the poor and the middle class man
shudder shiver in fear
bogeyman in the

mirror, mirror on the wall
now who's the biggest fiend of all?
the fear my dear that's put in your mind
fear of the other to keep you in line

You and me
don't choose to be
but all they see is

Taller tales for bullet sales
'til they find a better way
put their lies in TV tapes
then replay it everyday

tired of this hating trend
no matter what your color man
shake em hands shake em hands
shake em with the bogeyman

Bogeyman

Everybody's somebody's Bogeyman
You look at me and see a Bogeyman
I look at you and see another Bogeyman
Bogeyman, when will it end?
Track Name: Occupy a Fairytale
Graduation, ivy league churned
honor-roll hope for the nation
fresh face, big hopes,
hope the world just ain't too small to cope

her rolled up future clutched
in trembling hands
smiling ear to ear
now she's making big plans

a white wedding dress
blue skies, green fields
bird-songs for the bride
white horse for her prince

no mean streets or downbeats
or politics impede and trip her feet
no rains and no gales, never fail
let the city implode

She'll occupy a fairytale

And her life will be a testament
to happy ever after
she's got a good job,
Euro-trips twice a year

The sex is always hot
and the weather's always cool
cuddles in the morning then
drinks by the pool

and the palace where they live
is close to a good school
and that'll come in handy
coz she's gonna have his babies

with eyes the sky blue
and they'll never sing the blues
no Freddie Mac or Fannie Mae
her life she'll never lose and

hell will never run loose
hell will never run loose when

She occupies a fairytale

And in her perfect world
no one ever gets the flu
in the event of emergency
no matter what your policy

everyone saved equally
nobody needs a loan
with the money that you're paid
you can afford a home

no debt and no taxes
you get second chances
no violence or riots or tyrants
life on autopilot

and if not for the pirates
could this all come true
maybe not, maybe so
what's a girl to do and

hell will never run loose
hell will never run loose when

She occupies a fairytale
Track Name: Red
I am a singer of tales
a painter of pictures
alone, in a colourless world

I sing and I paint
my hues and my shade
in royal, relentless Red

Against those who would make
the world grey in their wake
and banish all colour from the mind

With the boot and the stick
and stinging smoke thick
the tyranny of black and white

When they come without charm
long claws and long arms
to make me sing their monochrome song

This window will break
with my body's own weight
a husk shall fall to the ground

As I sail through the heavens
let it rain glass and defiance

I will paint
even my final picture
in Red