![]() They seal our fate My ever waking contempt for our sick way of life steals From me any Last hope for. A time before the machine Manufactured ideals pushed onus all day a Few shall dictate as we fall Disillusioned I tear away All the bullshit fed to me every day Choking As I′m smothered In the media Swarms of pressured thoughts Distorted truths are your words for me Manufactured ideals pushed On us all A few shall decide as we all fall Disillusioned I tear away All the bullshit fed to me Everyday Our world stands on its last withering legs And I struggle to Find a reason to care For your pained screams are echoed in the laughter of those Who seal Our fate. Seriously, fuck you.My ever waking contempt For our sick way of life Steals from me any last hope For us as a species To survive ourselves I watch us breed, I watch us drown in our oily Seas of greed Forever lost. It’s a killer fucking disc and you want it so fuck you and get it already. This record covers all the death metal bases and does it with style and clarity. It’s fucking great, it’s fucking heavy and you need it or your life really will be as empty as it seems to others. Bottom line: Buy this fucking disc you fucking slow witted shitstains. Not something that should keep you from this disc by any means, but just a little something which, if discovered by the group, might just propel them into the very elite of modern death metal. There is a focus missing to it all, somehow. When I say subtle, I mean I can’t put my finger on it. If there is anything holding this disc back, it would be that the songs, while very fucking good, lack a subtle cohesiveness. Kudos to the band and the team behind the knobs. ![]() Part of this is the way the band executes and even the songs themselves, which are composed in a way that leaves many spaces for textural contrasts, but there have been some outstanding bands releasing some outstanding records that could have benefited from this mix. The vocals are a part of the music instead of a focus, but they are not down in the mix at all. Each instrument is clear and nothing steps on anything else. I have heard a shitload of CDs this year, and this ranks up with the very best as far as clarity, power and depth are concerned. The vocalist thrashes his voice all over the death metal spectrum, from shouting, to screaming to roaring – and you can understand him fairly easily. No player really stands out, being more of a unified force for evil and hatred. Tight, sickening and simply wrenching every ounce of blood from the body of these tunes. These gentlemen can play their shit, too. Warm, throbbing basslines, drums that, while a little canned still sound meaty and vital and guitars that are clear, yet still heavy are all captured about as well as I have heard lately. And topped off with the tortured commander’s voice made harsh from screaming over the constant din… Heh, I like that. 88mm shell, sometimes cutting you to pieces with MG42 violence, always heavy, always powerful and with devastating breakdowns (hehe). Hell, lets just go with the Tiger metaphor: Sometimes blasting your vitals with the power of an. ![]() The songs are made up of varied tempos and beats, sometimes blazingly fast, but just as often Tiger tank slow, inexorable and crushing. This is a death metal fan’s wish fulfillment. All this is mixed and mastered in a way that preserves and enhances the remarkable efforts. A good band writes some good songs, then performs and records them with passion, depth, skill and style.
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