Current lineup:
Freddy "Madball" Cricien (vocals)
Jorge Guerra (bass)
Mike Gurnari (guitar)
Mike Justian (drums)
Discography:
1994 - Set It Off
1996 - Demonstrating My Style
1998 - Look My Way
2000 - Hold It Down
2005 - Legacy
2007 - Infiltrate the System
2010 - Empire
2014 - Hardcore Lives
2018 - For the Cause
EPs
1989 - Ball of Destruction
1992 - Droppin' Many Suckers
2004 - N.Y.H.C. EP
2012 - Rebellion
www.madballnyhc.com
The Beast
Madball Lyrics
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Feeling like I have nothing left
My heart sits tight, but my mind′s beat to death
I'm in a dark space taking shallow breaths
I thought I could get a grip – no chance
My hands are slippery, cold, I take a glance
At the man in the mirror, who′s that?
I'm on the floor, I′m awaiting the attack
My mind′s been beat, I'm never getting back
To what I call home, no way see I′m trapped
This is hard now, I can't fight back
It′s taking hold – taking control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can′t tame
Grips my mind and soul
Take hold – take control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
There′s still hope
I can′t think, I feel trapped
Can't speak, I feel weak, I wanna fight back
As I sink deeper, will I come back
It′s what I ask myself, I want my life back
This fear grips [?]
[?] but can they stop it
There's something cold in here [?] there′s a voice
[?] but I can't see clear
It′s taking hold – taking control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
Grips my mind and soul
Take hold – take control
I′m in the belly of a beast that I can′t tame
Just let me go
Grab a hold, grab a tight grip
It's your life, grab it like a vice grip
So fight!
Kill this fucking beast
The lyrics to Madball's song The Beast describe the feeling of being trapped in a dark place with no escape, slowly losing control to one's own mind. The singer of the song wakes up in a state of despair, feeling like they have nothing left and struggling to take deep breaths. They look at themselves in the mirror but can't stand the sight of who they have become. As the song progresses, the singer sinks deeper into this dark space and feels like they are being held captive by a beast that is taking control of their mind and soul.
The lyrics suggest that this beast is not physical, but rather a metaphor for mental illness or personal struggles that are taking over the singer's life. They feel like they are sinking deeper and deeper into the belly of this beast and losing all hope of escape. However, there is still a glimmer of hope, as the lyrics suggest that the singer has the power to grab hold of their life and fight back against the beast.
Overall, the lyrics of The Beast paint a picture of a person struggling with their own demons, feeling trapped and hopeless, but ultimately holding onto the belief that they can regain control and overcome their struggles.
Line by Line Meaning
I woke up in a pouring sweat
Starting with a nightmare-like scenario, the song opens up showing the emotional turmoil the singer finds himself in.
Feeling like I have nothing left
The singer feels helpless and hopeless, like they're constantly failing.
My heart sits tight, but my mind's beat to death
While his heart is still holding on to hope, his mind is struggling to cope.
I'm in a dark space taking shallow breaths
The artist is caught up in his own mental and emotional darkness and feels suffocated.
I thought I could get a grip - no chance
The artist tries to take control of his life, but fails to do so.
My hands are slippery, cold, I take a glance
The singer feels like he's losing hold and slipping away.
At the man in the mirror, who's that?
The singer questions his own identity and struggles with self-doubt.
Can't stand the sight, trying to move back
The artist feels disgusted with who he sees and wants to distance himself from himself.
I'm on the floor, I'm awaiting the attack
The artist feels beaten, both figuratively and literally.
My mind's been beat, I'm never getting back / To what I call home, no way see I'm trapped
The artist feels trapped and incapable of finding a way out of his problems.
This is hard now, I can't fight back
The singer feels overwhelmed and powerless, unable to fight back against his inner demons.
It's taking hold - taking control / I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame / Grips my mind and soul
The artist succumbs to his fears and anxieties, feeling trapped and unable to control his life.
Take hold - take control / I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame / There's still hope
Despite the overwhelming sense of hopelessness, the singer clings on to the hope that things can get better.
I can't think, I feel trapped / Can't speak, I feel weak, I wanna fight back
The singer feels trapped and powerless and wants to fight back but feels tongue-tied and incapacitated.
As I sink deeper, will I come back / It's what I ask myself, I want my life back
The singer dreads the possibility that he may not be able to snap out of his emotional turmoil and wants to get back to living his life again.
This fear grips / [?] but can they stop it / There's something cold in here [?] there's a voice / [?] but I can't see clear
The artist feels controlled by their own fears and can't see a way out of the situation.
Just let me go
The song ends on a pleading note, with the artist crying out for release from their emotional turmoil.
Grab a hold, grab a tight grip / It's your life, grab it like a vice grip / So fight! / Kill this fucking beast
The singer ultimately decides to fight back, holding onto his life with all his strength and determination, metaphorically killing the beast that held him captive.
Writer(s): Cricien Fred, Guerra Jorge Alberto
Contributed by Alexandra T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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The Beast
Madball
I woke up in a pouring sweat
Feeling like I have nothing left
My heart sits tight, but my mind's beat to death
I'm in a dark space taking shallow breaths
I thought I could get a grip – no chance
My hands are slippery, cold, I take a glance
At the man in the mirror, who's that?
Can't stand the sight, trying to move back
I'm on the floor, I'm awaiting the attack
My mind's been beat, I'm never getting back
To what I call home, no way see I'm trapped
This is hard now, I can't fight back
It's taking hold – taking control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
Grips my mind and soul
Take hold – take control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
There's still hope
I can't think, I feel trapped
Can't speak, I feel weak, I wanna fight back
As I sink deeper, will I come back
It's what I ask myself, I want my life back
This fear grips [?]
[?] but can they stop it
There's something cold in here [?] there's a voice
[?] but I can't see clear
It's taking hold – taking control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
Grips my mind and soul
Take hold – take control
I'm in the belly of a beast that I can't tame
Just let me go
Grab a hold, grab a tight gripIt's your life, grab it like a vice gripSo fight
Wolverous
HARDCORE STILL LIVES! AMAZING SONG!!!
Jack Mazza
This band consistently embodies that hardcore groove without making it feel old or tired. Fuck I love Madball, kings of HC.
Darklord 666
Speak the truth,agree
Joe
This is the perfect explanation.
David Garabito
Hell yes.
Wilson Jimenez
+Jack Mazza madball is consistent in their excellence, I agree 100%
Brandi Zeipekis
Thank you for making awesome workout music!
muscle brain
Just about to start lifting, hahah
Ken Wilson
Brandi Zeipekis work it girl
William Malamas
That intro riff, holy fuck,
So simple yet done so perfect, damn you mitts.