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embracethedoom Kick me in the head and all me stupid. That's what this album makes you experience. Favorite track: Human Cry.
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John Chaos Alexander Classy Grind For fans of Brutal truth, Gridlink ,The Kill, Gets Worse, Antigama, The Afternoon Gentlemen, Nasum , Napalm Death, Lock Up,Cancerous Womb, Homewrecker, Pains, Maruta, False Flag Attack, Terrrorizer, Insect Warfare,Full of Hell and Coexist(Scotland) Favorite track: Engineering Consent.
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akerblogger This is disgustingly crusty doomy grinding mayhem hailing from the grubby streets of my adopted home of Liverpool. Vocals are a chaotic mix of Barney from Napalm Death and higher-pitched primal aggression. There's a lot here riff-wise too, constantly fluctuating between punky catchiness, sludgy abrasiveness, and death-doom brutality. Oh and the drums have a loose and manic tone that reminds me so much of early Cryptopsy and bands who use the drums as a schizophrenic smorgasbord of textures. Favorite track: Born In The Caul.
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released August 23, 2017

Chris Reese - Vocals
John Cooke - Guitar/Vocals/Bass
Adam Clarkson - Guitar/Vocals
Tom Dring - Drums/Vocals/Guitar/Saxophone

Simon Barr - Violin on Five Years

Artwork - Chris Catterall

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Recorded, mixed and mastered at Vagrant Recordings

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SLOW. REGRET. DRUMS. DRINK. GUITAR. RIFF. DENIAL. VOCALS.

DEPRESSION. BASS. FAST. DESPERATION.

BIG CHEESE 10/10 - "At last a UK record that not only will giv th Scandinavian extreme scenes a run for their money but also one where care has been taken to ensure that the band themselves are able to realise their full potential."
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Track Name: Human Cry
This town has a drug problem
It rattles the pipes and systems
The water here smells strange.

Crack head on a bicycle
Living a life eliptical
These machines stink of meat.

Someone set a homeless person on fire
I just don't understand it
Somewhere there's a dog barking in a public toilet.

As the paint peels the facade falls away
I'm sure it's fine it just needs a new lick of paint
Not the odd broken window or two
Essentially we need to fix me and you.

Days are long but the years fly past
I feel like we are running out of time
I want to live. I want to last.

I want something real
I don't want to just exist
There's nothing beneficial being a nihilist.

As the paint peels the facade falls away
I'm sure it's fine it just needs a new lick of paint
Not the odd broken window or two
Essentially we need to fix me and you.
As I'm swept away
I hear hear a human cry
"I am but a fly
Drowning in the piss of life"

Over and over
And over again.
Give us a way out
A chance to begin.

(Over and over)
With one hand in our hearts
(And over again)
And the other in our heads
(Give us a way out)
There's always a cost
(A chance to begin)
And change isn't cheap. Isnt cheap.

as I'm swept away
I hear hear a human cry
"I am but a fly
Drowning in the piss of life"

Drowning in the piss of life.
Track Name: Engineering Consent
We've found our christ
his name is money.
Nothing left, it's all for nothing
when we are in the ground our bodies rotting
What's left for us, what is left
when it's about engineering consent?

When we are in the ground and our bodies rotting (rotting)
What's left for us, what is left,
when it's about engineering consent?
Our selfishness manifests itself in so many different ways (ways)
That it hard to pin down where it comes from and what it is.

Crawl through as you claw to your observations.
I just need to look at you and I see the decline of civilisation.
We need to detach ourselves from these psychological attachments.
Deconstruct the double helix in pursuit of answers
Pursuit of forgiveness.

Ageing for each other as I age for you
what is left for us, what is left?
When all our lives they go about engineering our consent.

This is a letter of defeat, a token of my resentment.
I'm tired of peering from this hole to just get pushed deeper inside it.
This is a letter of defeat a token of my resentment.
I'm tired of peering from this hole
to only get pushed back inside it.

Crawl through as you claw to your observations
I just need to look at you and I see the decline of civilisation.
we have to detach ourselves
from the psychological attachments
deconstruct the double helix in the pursuit of answers.

We all desire something new
ageing for each other as I age for you.
What is left for us, what is left?
When all they do is go about engineering our consent.

Selfishness manifests itself
in so many different ways
That it's hard to pin down where it comes from
and what it is.
This modern malaise is in its birth throws
wherever I steer this penetrating eye
It gazes back at you.
Shattered and adrift
caught in a waking dream
Through the plastics we sift
While shards of bone gleam.

Shattered and adrift
Caught in a waking dream
through the plastics we sift
while shards of bone gleam.
Track Name: Crime And Disease
Watch your thoughts now
Thoughts of crime and disease.
Searching for something authentic.
Thoughts of crime and disease.

It's not an issue
I'm used to being alone.
I'll see this right through
I don't want you to know.
Change the way I talk
change the way I dress
do I feel differently yet?

With this train of thought
thinking for ourselves
Swallow and digest.
It's not an issue
Im used to being alone
I'll see this right through
I don't want you to know.

Show your colours I'll match them.
Let's go bury this hatchet.
Together we are a disaster.
We both can't be the master.

Show your colours I'll match them.
Let's go bury this hatchet.
Together we are a disaster.
We both can't be the master.

(There's blood in these stones)
Let's consider the facts
We are just shadows against these walls
dancing to questions we have not asked.

(There's salt in this earth)
I'll try to refrain
From speaking my mind open and true
suppress the blood curdling screams.

(There's blood in these stones.)
Let's consider the facts
we are just shadows against these walls
dancing to questions we have not asked.
(here's salt in this earth.)

Show your colours I'll match them
Let's go bury this hatchet
together we are a disaster
We both can't be the master.

Show your colours I'll match them
let's go bury the hatchet
together we are a disaster
we both can't be the master.
Track Name: Night Chant
Letters written but never posted
and stuck to the walls.
Ideas above our station
Land sick, night Chant.

I'm sending this out there
I need a response.
I need to fill these cracks
expose my faults.

You know me well
we've met before
I can tell.
Unemployed then destroyed
you say dig deep
hit concrete. (Night chant)
Ladies shoe in the street drain
Let it go but you're not the same.
not just one but you are many
realise your life is not worth a penny.

I believe in nurture not nature,
We carve ourselves out to be unusual creatures.

There's a finger pointing at your chest
there's no one left but yourself.
Empty vessels to the non believers
in the end whores will want their trinkets.

Letters written but never posted
and stuck to the walls.
Ideas about our station
Land sick, night chant.

I'm sending this out there
I need a response.
I need to fill these cracks
Expose my faults.
I'm sending this out there
I need a response.
I need to fill these cracks
And expose my faults

There's a finger pointing at your chest
There's no one left but yourself.

Land sick, night chant.

We are driven by this hunger
life hasn't quite matched up
to what was wanted when I was younger.
I can't let it get to me
we all just trudge on
wading through feces
Land sick, night chant.
Land sick, night chant.
Track Name: Survivor's Guilt
Weather change
sunlight, herpes
coming closer
sharing disease.
Basking in suburban lights
soundbites are for parasites.
I don't want your soul.

We are looking for an end
Neither of us are God sent.
Never again. Never again.
Never again. Never again.

Well what am I to you?
I know what you are to me
You paint a pretty picture
but I'm absent from the scenery.
You call it Survivors guilt
well I call it belief.

I'm tired of yielding
when I'm twisting and bending.
Never again. Never again.
Love again. Love again.

Well what am I to you?
I know what you are to me.
You paint a pretty picture
but I'm absent from the scenery.

Let me be sincere and hold you near.
We are all we've got
once we're turned off to what is around us.
Take me to the start
Relearn the art and deny us.
Who am I, who are you, do you remember?

Well what am I to you?
I know what you are to me,
You paint a pretty picture
but I'm absent from the scenery.

I'm tired of yielding,
twisting and bending,
never again, never again.
I'll love again, love again.
Track Name: Born In The Caul
Find a knife sharp enough
and let the bodies fall.
Only when we are cleaning our sores
And picking up the bodies washed upon the shore
That the penny will drop
and our blinkers pulled off
that it could be you and me
marching into the sea.

It's widely considered
that our compassion for others
has forbidded the use of borders
so come and add diversity
To this gene pool
and make our own history.
We haven't died
Don't let history trap us
this sense of national pride
Is just dead men's baggage.

We think we our so advanced
And ahead of our time
ready to cut everyone off
when there's tension in the line.
Find a knife sharp enough
And let the bodies fall
the rope recoils back upon us
and disfigures us all. (X2)

Only when we are cleaning our sores
and picking up the bodies
washed upon the shore
that the penny will drop a
nd our our blinkers pulled off
that it could be you and me
marching into the sea.
It's widely considered
that our compassion for others
Has forbidded the use of borders
so come and add diversity
to this gene pool,
make our own history.

We haven't died
don't let history trap us
This sense of national pride
Is just dead men's baggage.
Track Name: Burning Bridges And Burning Homes
turn off the lights
turn the key
Look back behind me.
Kisten closely
I could hear music and cutlery.
Unlock the door
turn on the lights
step inside.
There's a ghost here
I'll wait for it to disappear.

I lived here once but now I've left trace.

I want to vomit in the corridors.
I fucking hate this place.

I'll burn these bridges
and I'll burn this home.

Turn off the lights
turn the key
look back behind me.
Saw a shadow
a candles glow
A toilet flushing.
Unlock the door
turn on the light
stand inside.
There's a ghost here
and I'll wait for it to die.

I lived here once
but I've left no trace
other than our ghosts
that still haunt this place.
I want to vomit in every single corridor
And I want to kick in every single door.

If I was a better man
I'd burn it to the ground
with myself inside
to never be fucking found.

I'll burn these bridges
and I'll burn this home.

Burn this home.

I turn off the lights
turn the key
look behind me.
Turning of taps
running a bath
Smell of lavender.
Unlock the door
turn the key
step inside.
Memories haunting me
waiting for them to die.

I'll burn these bridges
and I'll burn this home.
I'll burn these bridges
and I'll burn this home .
Track Name: The All Consuming Self
Your public image is no after thought
Social media is the mirror you have bought.

Carefully construct the rig
from which you are hung,
drink from the poisoned chalice
and be forever young.
Such an illogical fear
that you'll be left on the shelf
your leaving yourself with this narcissism
and the consuming self.

Let the insecurities be your throne
all you will know is loneliness
if you don't know how to be alone.

I think we truly can't see ourselves
as we constantly push in front of everyone else.
You seem to think if you're the quickest from the start
you must be real
you exist
you have a heart.

I think we truly can't see ourselves
as we constantly push in front of everyone else.
I think we truly can't see ourselves
when everything is based on appearance
and the consuming self.

Let's the insecurities be your throne
all you will know is loneliness
if you don't know how to be alone.
Track Name: Rat King
Chewed up by smoke and blood
pray for rains embrace the floods.
Caught in a listless sway
Counting vertebrae
moth hits the flame.

How did I get through to you
I guess you always knew
I want a sense of belonging.

Chewed up by smoke and blood
pray for rains
Embrace the floods.

Altering inner structures,
rearranging fractures,
I'm not having this conversation.

I am my father,
Not of his blood,
no belief in ourselves,
only one.

I dreamt of you last night
you had a inner light
it left me sick for days.
I was left disheartened
but I knew my life had just started
and I could push on brand new.

Chewed up by smoke and blood,
pray for rains,
Embrace the floods.

I dreamt of you last night
you had a inner light
it left me sick for days.
I was left disheartened
but I knew my life had just started
and I could push on brand new.

Chewed up by smoke and blood
pray for rains
Embrace the floods.

I'm not handing life very well at the moment
Including the people that are in it
I'm tired of holding things together
I want to step away
Let everything fall apart
Just drift away
Released from where I was tethered.
I'm just not handling life.
I'm just not handling life.

These photographs are my only memories
I see so much of them in me constantly.
I need distance for myself
I can't do this anymore
I need to be certain
I need to be sure.

Need to be sure
This is what it's for
Don't dream anymore.

Constantly chewed up by smoke and blood.
I hear the words
I want to be loved.
Track Name: Destroying Everything You Believe In
Do you remember
when it didn't rain all the time?
Me neither.
Obsidian locked in a box
and submerged in the deepest of waters.
Snorting crushed up pills
from the open palms
of Mary mother of God.
In the static of a television
I see an image of the last supper.

I took a picture of you
because I didn't know when I'd see you again.

Atoms, time and mathematics.
Civilisation is not a sign of human progress.
We need to nail their tongues to the temple doors.
It just feels like we are casting peals at swine.

Father time has not been kind
It's not going to be good either way.

Father time has not been kind.
Father time has not been kind.
Father time has not been kind.
Father time has not been kind.

I can't read this blood
in the snow
what happened to you?
Not me.

I can't read this blood
in the snow
What happened to you?
Not me.

What happened to you?
Not me.
Not me.
Track Name: Body Horror
Im not handling life very well
At the moment
Including the people that are in it.
I'm tired of holding things together
I want to step away
let's everything fall apart
and drift away.

I feel better
with every mile I put between me and you
everything I do either conscious or unconscious
is to spite you.
Give me humiliation,
give me my shame,
give me disgrace
but give me my forgiveness.

Children's television presenter suicide.
John hurt 's voice droning on in the background.
Children smoking ketamin behind the bins.
This chemical burn.

Grief about romantic love
wayward sexual behaviour legitimised.
Brian chemistry imbalance
I'm changing inside out
I now realise.

I'd drink your love from a urinal
as my teeth fall apart in my mouth.
I'd drink your love from a urinal
as my teeth fall apart in my mouth.
I'd drink your love from a urinal
as my teeth fall apart in my mouth.
I'd drink your love from a urinal
as my teeth fall apart in my mouth

I feel better
with every mile I put between me and you
everything in do either conscious or unconscious
Is to spite you.
give me humiliation
give me shame
give me disgrace
But give me my forgiveness.

Grief about romantic love
wayward sexual behaviour legitimised.
Brain chemistry imbalance
I'm changing inside out I now realise.
Track Name: On Judith's Birthday
Enraptured in a hopeless sway,
a burning moth that's races through the flame.
Returning to the long grass and corners old,
returning to the earth encased in gold.

Don't you say that isn't me one more time,
I'm not that person I've left it all behind.
on Judith's birthday I went away.

Vomiting colours spitting bile (I went away)
If I am not this then what am I (on Judith's birthday)
A head full of bad breath and broken teeth (I went away)
A person with a future that's out of reach (on Judith's birthday)

Don't you say that isn't me one more time,
I'm not that person I've left it all behind.
on Judith's birthday I went away.

Every hour another person goes blind,
we are flawed but that's how we are designed.
As a child I remember dancing on a burnt out car,
I think I'm an alcoholic,
well we all are.

Satan take me before jesus saves me
Satan take me before jesus saves me
Satan take me before jesus saves me
Satan take me before jesus saves me

Enraptured in a hopeless sway,
a burning moth that races through the flame.
Returning to the long grass and corners old,
returning to the earth encased in gold.
Vomiting colours and spitting bile,
If I am not this then what am I?
A head full of bad breath and broken teeth,
a person with a future that's just out of reach.

Satan (Satan) take me (take me) before jesus saves me
Satan (Satan) take me (take me) before jesus saves me.
Track Name: Five Years
Five years to take it back
If I don't do this then someone else will.
Got to think fast, got to act,
perseverance through sheer force of will.

House by the railway line,
The garden leads to the tracks.
Five years and you're not the same,
five years and your atoms are replaced.
I heard your voice on the phone,
you sounded distant,
You sounded old.
I hear you don't look good
or so I'm told.

Five years to take it back,
If I don't do this then someone else will.
Got to think fast got to act
Perseverance through sheer force of will.

I've kept a secret for you long enough
Remove the mask
Return to us.
printed word
fill out forms
telephone
Take the call.
When a father outlives his son,
nothing is lost,
nothing is won.

Five years
Five years
Five years
Five years

House by the railway line,
the garden leads to the tracks.
Five years and you're not the same,
In five years your atoms are replaced.
I heard your voice on the phone,
you sounded distant,
you sounded old.
I hear you don't look good
or so I'm told.
Five years to take it back,
if I don't do this then someone else will.
got to think fast,
got to act,
perseverance through sheer force of will.
I've kept a secret for you long enough,
remove the mask,
Return to us.
printed word
fill out forms
telephone
take the call.

Take the call.
Take the call.
Take the call.
Take the call.
Take the call
Take the call
Take the call.

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