Alpha2 & Wildstylez – Atrocious (Original Mix)

Stoere hoes!

Is dat nou het Colloseum op de achtergrond?

Vind 'm ook erg geslaagd, ja!

Ik denk niet dat het het Colosseum is, hoewel het er inderdaad wel op lijkt. De 'arches' die je ziet zijn gerangschikt in paren van twee naast elkaar met een soort gap ertussen, bij het Colosseum is dat niet zo:

Ahja, dat lijkt wel anders, ja. Was is 't dan wel? Spannend!

Ook maar eens gaan luisteren, Unearthly Trance.

Ik heb eerlijk gezegd geen idee wat het dan wel is. Sterker nog, het was dat jij het zei, anders was het me niet eens opgevallen, hehe.

Wel een vet bandje, dat Unearthly Trance. Elementen van sludge, doom en hardcore komen erin terug.

Doet me denken aan de toren van Babylon eigenlijk.

NP:

500 Channels
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
and all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
and when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
a million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...

And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"

And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
the good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
with poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.

And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"

With my credit and my bank,
my mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
and stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away...

you thought uncle sam wanted you
but you were used, you were just abused
I try to tell you time and time again
the only war worth winning is the war thats within

you played right into uncle sams hands
where is the glory in complying with demands
you were used to defend world dominitation
where is the honor in being an abomination?

and I dont see the glory in your war stories
it was just your turn to burn and get burned

you thought that you had something to prove
but yer just seeing colors, not red & white just blue
your whole life has always been the same
first you were tamed then you were ashamed

you played right into uncle sams hands
where is the glory in complying with demands
you were used to defend world dominitation
where is the honor in being an abomination?

and i dont see the glory in your war stories
it was just your turn to burn and get burn

I am sick and tired and my money's always spent,
and though their jobs are killing me, thier money pays my rent.
The fuel of world hate, although it's just a seed,
but when it grows and flowers, it becomes the world's greed!
money for the rich, money for the fed,
god supplies the money and god supplies the dead!
And when yer dead and ready, "exploited" be thy name,
'cuase after you have money things are never quite the same!
I don't care for money, and money's not for me,
the money fueled this empire and our racist history.
Although I'm forced to use it, the rules have all been set.
But life is not worth living when yer soul is in debt!

MONEY KILLS.
MONEY RAPES.
MONEY LIES.
MONEY HATE

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Op 12 oktober 2010 13:00 schreef Mottighaerd het volgende:
Doet me denken aan de toren van Babylon eigenlijk.

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Check, dat is hem! Scherp! Zoals geschilderd door Bruegel. Daar lijkt het in ieder geval erg sterk op.

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Op 12 oktober 2010 12:48 schreef Sonic Titan het volgende:
Wel een vet bandje, dat Unearthly Trance. Elementen van sludge, doom en hardcore komen erin terug.

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Ga het zo horen, ben benieuwd

Leave you stiff like a cat puffin coke and weed in a spliff
Nose broken bleeding, dripped away as they lift you on a stretcher rip
Images of organ incisions gets ya sick
while you puke up what you chewed up, now chew up what you threw up
Left in the morgue, food flesh for a dog,
funeral organs rock a morgue pick C clef to a chord.
You're wheeled away now every day your flesh'll peel away,
sever decay maggot infest rot drag then dropped in a plop forever slayed, slide
you inside the cremation chamber
the system of erasing your existance with the flames of nature
free basin angel dust is danger, euthanasia
methods of death stranger than the sounds of a flanger,
burnt to a carcus i watch the fire sparkle then i deliver your family a parsel
filled with charcoal.
a neurosurgeon you're regurgitating detergent
i urge you to worship your on the verge of becoming a servant,
there's no physical evidence you existed when your ashes get pissed on,
no one remembers a bitch kid, i determine you'll be eaten by vermon, germing
cockroaches squirmin through you,
locusts and worms in your skin

We're living in a world gone mad, a crazy world , the world where death is the
way of life, every day we read of atrocities that numb the brain, but i believe
to deny what is insane. or to try to flee from it is to submit to it, to be at
the mercy of it when you should just study it, to enjoy life, chill with me as
we descend into the world gone mad, a world of dying and killing sprees

your dead and youll never come back, you got murdered by a scumbag,
the type that doesnt realize that he's done bad,
hes walkin the streets free while you're six feet deep,
police close the case cuz theres no trace, you're beat.
i'd write a verse on your toe tag, you get suffocated with a bag
over your face, you'll gag with no air ventilated,
i'd rock a mask for the stench of rotting corpses does not smell like a box of
chocolates
your cadaver is packaged in suitcases and travel baggage
then buried under gravel in secluded places,
i got an appetite for abduction, we kidnap women, torture them, brainwash them
and fuck them.
I'm a carnivore, my teeth are sharp made for rippin flesh like blades to carve
through body parts

We're living in a world gone mad, a crazy world , the world where death is the
way of life, every day we read of atrocities that numb the brain, but i believe
to deny what is insane. or to try to flee from it is to submit to it, to be at
the mercy of it when you should just study it, to enjoy life, chill with me as
we descend into the world gone mad, a world of dying and killing sprees

Choking victim Ook maar weer es opgraven, is te lang geleden.
Atm, Deicide - Carnage in the Temple of the Damned

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Op 12 oktober 2010 16:21 schreef Once Begotten het volgende:
Choking victim Ook maar weer es opgraven, is te lang geleden.
Atm, Deicide - Carnage in the Temple of the Damned

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Nooit verwacht dat iemand het zou kennen hier eigenlijK!

It feels like jesus on the cross.
It's so religious in it's loss:
A graven image in the mud,
like when I shed my precious blood.

I am a loser,
I am satan,
I am jesus christ,
I'm me.
There are no winnners in this fucked reality. (2x)

Atrophic interludes weave through my life far too often
for me to fight the biggest enemies.
I have no feelings, like love or pain, it makes me go insane
when I see what's happening to me... I say:

I am a loser,
I am satan,
I am jesus christ,
I'm me.
There are no winnners in this fucked reality. (2x)

There are no idols, no heroes in a world of death.
It's all a joke and so are you,
and so am I... think? just look and see...
It's a fucked reality. (4x)
fucked reality.

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Op 12 oktober 2010 16:09 schreef Mottighaerd het volgende:

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Enkele leden ervan zijn een nieuwe band aan het opstarten omdat TSOTB een hiatus heeft.

geniaal. ik kwam nog wat tegen over een band die er na kwam.

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Leftöver Crack has been banned from performing in many venues in New York City, such as ABC No Rio, the Knitting Factory, and North Six. However, they still play at banned venues under a different name, Crack Rock Steady 7(Siete) or individually as solo acts. They repeatedly have trouble touring in certain countries, especially Canada, due to members having prior criminal records. They were most recently denied entry into Canada for a tour scheduled at the end of 2007. At a show in Boston, MA in August 2008, Stza angrily stated Leftöver Crack would never return to Boston.[c

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Op 12 oktober 2010 16:39 schreef Yirroth het volgende:
Enkele leden ervan zijn een nieuwe band aan het opstarten omdat TSOTB een hiatus heeft.

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Ja een hiatus die alweer veel te lang duurt.

NP:

Komt geheid hoog in mijn jaarlijst.

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Op 12 oktober 2010 16:46 schreef Black Jew het volgende:
geniaal. ik kwam nog wat tegen over een band die er na kwam.

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Hehehe, ja, mooi verhaal is dat. Nooit wat van Choking Victim of Leftöver Crack gehoord, maar wel van een band waar Stza van Leftöver Crack op hun EP Realpolitik meezingt: Intro5pect. Best cool!

Year of No Light - Nord