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Стиль этих американцев оставался всегда очень своеобразным и цельным, поэтому их трудно спутать с кем-то ещё, правда, сказать сразу, что они из Штатов, тоже нелегко. По-европейски спидовое звучание разбавляется проходами чётких трэшевых риффов под старообрядные партии ударных. Релиз абсолютно классический для стиля, со своими характерными чертами сильной и определяющей работы. Музыканты явно поставили перед собой цель добиться органичного сплетения скоростных участков с запоминающимися мелодическими пассажами, чего им с успехом удалось достигнуть. Сложно сказать, чего на альбоме больше - спидовых настроений или трэшевой резкости, но неизменным остаётся чувство приобщения к знаковой работе, где от каждого риффа веет духом музыкальной истории. Так сейчас не играют даже очень ветеранистые группы, ну разве что лишь немногие из них. При всей лёгкости звучания и достаточно наивной манере вокалиста, работа располагает к внимательному прослушиванию. Что самое интересное - сравнивать не с кем и незачем, потому что альбом, что называется, сам по себе исходник для огромного числа трэшевых последователей. В данном случае, любые оценки будут относительны, но история уже сама выставила оную, с которой не поспоришь. |
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The choking wind gags on the noxious gasses
A bad seed sprouts in the hallowed ground
The conscious youth the minority of their generation
Reject the code of conduct of their peer betrayers
A Judas reward to collect and to horde
Scum lizards of fashion pray to their gold lord
Their prejudice eyes see society's lies
To bear witness and to laugh about life aftermath
Tribe of the street the clan smells the deceit
Corporate serpents live off the dead meat
The carcass of death now is all that is left
Into the ground goes another soul bound
To another financial plan
Global oasis lies in waiting
Sanskrit scriptures hint of fate
Secrets hidden from the masses
Answers to a future plan
The conscious youth the minority of their generation
Reject the code of conduct of their peer betrayers
2. Debt Of Pain
[Kilfelt]
Walking the streets at night alone
Thoughts in dementia keep you going
No outlet you can't seem to find
A place to rest your head tonight
Feeling down and out
Feeling there is no doubt
Someone must pay the debt of pain
Nothing will stand in your way
Infected by the power that preys
On feelings driving you insane
And when it all becomes clear
That you must conquer your fear
No matter who or what's to blame
Feeling down and out
Feeling there is no doubt
You know just what you've got to do
Assault the weak and those who dare defy
The anger of a sick and violent mind
Nothing will stand in your way
Infected by the power that preys
On feelings driving you insane
And when it all becomes clear
That you must conquer your fear
No matter who or what's to blame
The answer to your fears
Lies many suffered years
Ahead to bitter unrestrained
Turn from hate that holds you in control
Escape the bondage, free your tortured soul
3. The Immoral Wasteland
[Deen, Kilfelt]
In it's wake the immoral wasteland
Fallout erodes the technological shrines to greed
Damnation of the most sacred mother
Three piece jackal prophecy decreed
The fusion heavens, the burning rainfall
Allied breaks in the pattern of all that is
Righteous faction, bribe a blessing
Respite fallacy by blinded ghouls
Defend the keep, garrison resolve
With mail upon thy soul
Antipathy, resist the mark
Covenant of pure belief
The crow he flies, God speed be with you
The insatiable want for all
The ember riders, on steeds of death
Terrify the soul surviving shine
Patrolling outskirts, the men of vision
Phantom legions fire rays of static light
The blackened sky, the gray horizon
Nova blind standing inner sight
Molecular man, science fiction future
The millennium and a time to evaluate
The guiltless conscience, the peaceful syndrome
The universe within the biological self
From the streets, the leukemia leader
Empathic prophet speaks
Divining reach, the hand of fate
Providence of true belief
The raven cries, its callous caw
For kismet iniquity
Knighted brothers, sextons to the church
Patriarchs against the ebb of eternal light
4. A Fools Gold
[Kilfelt]
War seen from far to the eyes seems so unreal
Pray on your knees that some savior will guide you
Out of his place of violence and torture
To eternal rapture life in heavenly comfort
Still the bound fall to the ground
And mourn the tragic tale their living
Don't pity those who knowing fair
The choice denied the blind beware
The fools beaten down
Conquered by their church's armies
Forsaken by their God
Destiny ordained by priests
The machine is in motion
Though few step out of time
To the drums played by the victors
Calling forth the broken lives to join
That which they can't escape
Together we can rule the world
A promise of a brighter future
A better life for every person
A lie believed without a question
The fools beaten down
Conquered by their church's armies
Forsaken by their God
Destiny ordained by priests
5. Terminal Humor
[Kilfelt]
I have sinned against you my Lord
If anyone raped anyone she raped me
"Knowing God is having the promise of life that now is,
break that religious curse over you, it's held you in
bondage, I'm convinced by the spirit of God, that the
majority of christians have been held in bondage by
stained glass prisons, held in bondage by a religious
spirit that tells them the days of miracles has past."
6. Mind Wars
[Kilfelt]
Misunderstood by all but a few
You hope to overcome the demons chasing you
Tempted to give in and weary from the chase
The conflict in your soul shows in lines on your face
Telling of a tale that only you believe
To others who in pity watch
But soon will turn their backs and leave
Too many there's no hope
Except survive against the cruel world
Disown the cause of all the problems
They're your children soon forgotten
Reminded of the things
That no one likes to think about
By poor, downtrodden people
Living in discarded waste
Go home to barred and shuttered windows
Keep the thieves and beggars out
Trapped by fear inside a fortress
Built by your own hands of hate
Nothing for those outside the circle of society
So lock the door and cock the rifle
Sitting, waiting, patiently
Looking for a moving target
In this wind blown no man's land
That once was home to all your children
Who left escaping prison's bars
They now are part of those outside
And hated from behind closed doors
The parents who once loved them
Care not if they see the cause
Won't admit that they are still alive
Life seems hopeless is it just us?
7. Damned By Judges
[Kilfelt]
The ancient parchment, unrolled before me
Hands of unseen pull in greed
Calmly, opened up before me
Nurturing a burning need
Once a dream I know the moment
Free for now, but fading fast
Unprepared I gaze upon that which brings forbidden sight
Blind my eyes, lights so bright
The penalty of fools who try
In vain to do what greater men have failed
The penalty of fools who try
In vain to do what greater men have failed
Into the wooden cross be nailed
Damned by judges
Sentenced by the court of law
Innocence, no longer matters
Helpless in my pleas for justice
Decisions, from the pharisees
Condemned, without a chance to prove
Truth, is just a changing thought
Controlled by those who take, for them and
Kept by wealthy lie protection
Vaults hold sacred shrines of power
Enforced by violent truths that change
Fitting different lies to have
A way to break the common man
Thrown in cells to keep the order
Sentenced there by stronger hands
8. Do Unto Others
[Deen, Alvord]
Give me a blindfold, give me a smoke
Hang me at dawn, watch me dance as I choke
Laugh as I perform for you
I must be evil, I must be damned
I must repent for the person I am
People like me should be put to the test
People like me should be put to the death
Sing now for the day is new
Now you are cleansed you have killed the disease
Now you feel safe now you feel released
Purging through others is easy isn't it?
Your soul needs to nurse on another soul's tit
Someone's suffering, how relieved are you?
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you
This system could work but for human nature people are screwed
Who is the man that won't even try
Who won't fight his battles who's afraid to die
Insatiable flesh keeps people sedated
Violent aggression it's all related
The animal kingdom is thriving well
If you think it's heaven I think it's hell
No trust in hidden power
A cardboard condo, no shower you stink
You're down on your luck, you could use a drink
Social awareness says say no to drugs
Easy for rich man and the money he hugs
Save the ivory tower
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you
This system could work but for human nature people are screwed
No just cause you read your Bible
Do something while you're still liable
Just let the martyrs do it all for you
How easy to get your wings
It's not fair
It's not fucking fair
Why should you care, some challenge some dare
Who is the man that won't even try
Who won't fight his battles who's afraid to die
Insatiable flesh keeps people sedated
Violent aggression it's all related
The animal kingdom is thriving well
If you think it's heaven I think it's hell
No trust in hidden power
A cardboard condo, no shower you stink
You're down on your luck, you could use a drink
Social awareness says say no to drugs
Easy for rich man and thee money he hugs
Save the ivory tower
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you
This system would work but for human nature people are screwed
9. No Resurrection
[Deen, Kilfelt]
Point counterpoint
The descending line, the human race's spiritual umbilical cord
Path of the dead, the light at the end of the tunnel
A compost heap, nature's futile upkeep
The decision, the choice, the agonizing fear of sinning
The leering lustful wanton thing
A romantic heart in all it's bitter bondage
Actions of a sort that's unforeseen
No resurrection, unless you want it to go on
No right or wrong, no up or down
Feelings of pity of hell fire's wrath
Denying the reckless ambition of life
The trial of living, the veil of ego's conceit
Thinking one is ordained to control over men's destinies
Hungry obsession to be bigger than everyone
The hallway is long and it waits like the twilight zone
The self righteous fool thought he played by the rules
The tortured rich entombed with all their jewels
And the transient men who have all been condemned
But a heart burns brighter in many of them
Point counterpoint
TV, church, school, parents, streets all with their disease
What can be learned that is not known
Everybody's yelling, nobody's telling
Somebody's selling bad answers who's really qualified
Rules, regulations, soul's inquisition
Must I, should I, fear for my life
Standing sentinel waits at the doorway
Patiently watching the gateway tonight
No resurrection, unless you walk into the sun
No right or wrong, no up or down
Feelings of pity of hell fire's wrath
Denying the reckless ambition of life
Point counterpoint
The developing soul, the primitive cold age old experiment
Humanity screams the survival of an endangered species
Plot in the Earth replanting the garden of love
Rules, regulations, soul's inquisition
Must I, should I, fear for my life
Standing sentinel waits at the doorway
Patiently watching the gateway tonight
No resurrection, unless you want it to go on
No right or wrong, no up or down
Feelings of pity of hell fire's wrath
Denying the reckless ambition of life
The trial of living the veil of ego's conceit
Thinking one is ordained to control over men's destinies
Hungry obsession to be bigger than everyone
The hallway is long and it waits like the twilight zone
The self righteous fool thought he played by the rules
The tortured rich entombed with all their jewels
And the transient men who have all been condemned
But a heart burns brighter in many of them
10. Christian Resistance
[Kilfelt]
Guilty of a common sin
Destruction marks our path
Bloodshed of the fallen victor
Genocide befits the wrath
A reason seems so hard to find
The cause obscured by clouds
That blinds the violent hate reaction
Created by the mind
None withstanding keep christian resistance
All are martyred in their minds to all
Troopers of the baptism must fight
In the name of Jesus Christ we massacre
Every action brings reaction
Neither seen the hidden force
Participation repayed by death
A feeling of no remorse
The heart the mind the soul entwined
The thought reality
A baleful stare, a witches lair
The blind society
None withstanding keep christian resistance
All are martyred in their minds to all
Troopers of the baptism must fight
In the name of Jesus Christ we massacre
The fornication upon hallowed ground of the holy and the righteous
Breeds the souls of decadence supreme clearing vision for the moment
The tyrants of the past keep the third dimensions safe
From prying eyes comes the blinding light to illuminate the black