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Dopo le deludenti (a detta di fans e critica) prove con la Roadrunner, i Deicide cambiano etichetta e nel 2004 tornano sulle scene musicali con "Scars Of The Crucifix", da molti definito come il ritorno alle origini e alla violenza che caratterizzò i primi lavori della storica band di Glen Benton.
A proposito di Glen Benton (singer e bassista del gruppo), è praticamente impossibile non soffermarci sulla sua figura tanto discussa quanto amata: da come si può intuire, non è proprio il classico ragazzo della porta accanto! Infatti, oltre che per le sue capacità vocali, questo personaggio si è fatto notare anche per le sue stranezze, che girano tutte intorno alla sua orgogliosa devozione al satanismo; basti dire che si è fatto marchiare a fuoco una croce rovesciata sulla fronte. Ma lasciamo perdere, basta parlare sempre di tutto ciò che va oltre la musica, meglio che inizi a parlare un pò di questo disco.
Nove pezzi totali, poco meno di mezz'ora di pura violenza in salsa brutal death, pezzi veloci e senza fronzoli, con riff taglienti, una sezione ritmica indemoniata e assoli corti ma diretti. Il tutto accompagnato dal growl di Benton, bello, violento, aggressivo, delle volte pure affiancato da uno scream in sottofondo. Non c'è neanche un momento di lentezza, non c'è traccia di melodie, non ci sono inutili virtuosismi, ci sono solo bordate veloci e dirette, alle volte pure orecchiabili, come la bellissima "Fuck Your God", o la title track, anch'essa stupenda. Ma attenzione, questo non vuol dire che le canzoni sono noiose e tutte uguali tra di loro, bensì il contrario. Certo, i fans di vecchia data sicuramente non lo eleggeranno come il migliore album del gruppo, ma resta il fatto che è comunque una buona prova, anche se è difficile fare confronti con i primi storici album. E inoltre, grazie alla sua poca durata, può essere apprezzato anche da chi non è molto avvezzo al death e similia.
I testi, come loro solito, sono tutti rigorosamente blasfemi e hanno come unico scopo quello di riversare odio sui cristiani e sulla religione cattolica; elogiando, al contrario, il signor Satana. Un esempio? "When Heaven Burns", dove si intravede una certa ostilità verso chi crede nel Signore: "Murdering Christians and torturing them / Conquering churches and slaughtering lambs / Doing it all for my love of Satan / (I love you Satan, my lord)"... Personalmente non mi da affatto noia sentire questo tipo di cose (nonostante non abbia la tessera della chiesa di Belzebù :) ), anzi, mi fa venire da sorridere, a tratti lo trovo addirittura divertente... Se c'è ancora gente che si scandalizza per questo genere di testi allora siamo messi veramente male! Ed è anche per questo motivo che apprezzo questo album.
Insomma, un disco bello, violento, veloce, diretto, blasfemo, piacevole, abbastanza accessibile, a tratti pure orecchiabile, e in alcuni casi anche divertente (anche se per molti potrà non sembrare così)... Consigliato!
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 Scars of the Crucifix (02:54)
Impale the body, scares of his flesh,
hung up to die on the crucifixion,
bleeding to breathe, cursing at god�Why!!!!!!!
The glory resurrection; live in wounds of recollection,
Who take his will unreasoned, naivet� inside soul defeated?
Lascivious redemption, justify thy vile absence,
Propagate his aggression as you use his words as weapons.
Lies now have you lost, the worthless cause of the crucifixion.
The sanctity, to hang and bleed, and in the form of a human cross.
Blind by prophecy, his bible fiend, a bloody sword of his fantasy.
Tried for heresy, and sacrilege, to bare the scars of the crucifix.
You walk alone with Jesus, in a world of non-believers,
Humiliated savior, Is thy son of heavens failure,
For ever left undone, on the cross for everyone,
His words of god unheard, he is dead and not concerned.
God fatality, the life recedes on the cross of his sign,
Finality, in search of peace, to beg and plead for the end that will be,
The light descends, when suffering, impaled again for your blasphemous lies.
Resented death, his sins confessed, accept the scars of the crucifix.
03 Conquered by Sodom (03:01)
The silence has been broke for centuries denied,
Indulgence overlooked ignored and put aside.
The light of god diminished by his holy priest,
Destroying innocence the church of sodomy.
Man of the cloth with no conscious of sin,
Now on the run from the crucifixion,
No longer trusted and never again,
Conquered by Sodom your fall is our win.
At last the world can see your secrets are no more,
Evading punishment behind the catholic doors.
Your time has come to pass and now forever be.
Revenge is on the minds of all you have besieged.
The walls of god lay ruin, by his own demand.
Stricken from sanctity, and with no flock to tend,
Religion slowly rotting, in it's shallow grave,
Pursuing self-indulgence, holy men of faith.
Conquest of flesh has condemned you to death,
Destroy the trust of the congregation.
Faith insincere leaving wounds that wont mend,
Conquered by Sodom, in league with Satan
05 When Heaven Burns (04:14)
Wonder and wait as I stare at the cross,
Thinking in ways that have Christ at a loss,
Kick your ass out through the lord's pearly gates,
When heaven burns and engulfed into flame.
Blasphemes villain, the killings begin,
Murdering Christians and torturing them,
Conquering churches and slaughtering lambs,
Doing it all for my love of Satan... (I love you Satan, my lord)
Bring death to your god; tear apart his begotten son,
Christian you are dead, fucking kill every one of them,
Drop down in defeat, retribution of hypocrisy,
In life is unknown, after here I will own your soul.
Death to god banished and burned to incite the invert,
Blasphemy.... When heavens burns we inherit the earth,
No more lies, churches and crosses confusing the mind,
Agony watching them burn in their righteous empire,
When heaven burns I will dance in its fire!!!!!!!
Drop dead hyraces, paradise has begun to bleed,
Give praise to the lord, over run in the face of war,
Christian wait with death, heaven burns into nothingness.
Satan on his throne rejoice in returning home.
End of god, when heaven burns it will fall to the earth,
Watch it burn angels on fire and screaming berserk,
Holy ghost, lost in confusion and puking in pain,
When it burns pissing on prophets that fall to the flame.
Wonder and wait as I stare at the cross,
Thinking in ways that have Christ at a loss,
Kick your ass out through the lord's pearly gates,
When heaven burns I will stomp on his face.
Blasphemes villains, the killings begin,
Murdering Christians and torturing them,
Conquering churches and slaughtering lambs,
Doing it all for my love of Satan.
06 Enchanted Nightmare (02:14)
When you're asleep where you hide from the truth,
Deep in you're dreams of the mental abuse.
Standing in fire of blasphemies name, imaging me killing you,
Stabbing like pain, drive you insane, you have been cursed and the curse will remain.
I wont forget and will haunt you to death, dance on your grave when you die.
Stifle your screams, me and my stare, over the edge into cries of despair,
Eyes are upon you, I wait you expose,
Then only then will my evil let go,
Yours for the asking has brought you ill will,
Enchanted nightmare I dream of you killed.
Curse you with evil and bad luck and death
Master of black arts inside of your head
Enchanted nightmare, you'll never know peace till you die,
When you're asleep which I don't think you can,
I am the conscious that's driving you mad,
Ever forever relentless and vain, suicide thought will be I.
Wanting your dead is all that I dream, for all the years that you ruined for me.
In every breath I will wish on you pain, your guilt will be your demise.
Lost in the scheme, storybook dream, still empty handed I promise to the,
Slowly it kills you, and without a sound, evil upon you forever and on,
Consensual victim of your own free will.
Enchanted nightmare my blood has been spilled.
Curse you with evil and bad luck and death
Master of black arts inside of your head
Enchanted nightmare, you'll never know peace till you die
09 The Pentecostal (02:48)
Zombie of Jesus, heavenly fascist, worse of the worse,
Christian emphatic, baptized in panic, symbol rebirth,
Life ever after, total disaster, sick and perverse.
Glazed eyes of emptiness stare into space,
Brain washed to clean the sins you have embraced,
Dancing with serpents, and chanting to god.
Drinking of poison and speaking in tongues,
Full of his spirit and flailing around,
Warding off evil, on those who've been bound,
The Pentecostal revival the suffering.
Insane with penitence, mindless fanatic, everything Satan.
Wish for the rapture, death is embellish, verse his intent,
Counting thy blessings can't wait till heaven, mind fucked by god
Nothing you own it was all given up,
Stripped of your dignity and who you are,
Recite the bible with every word said,
Repent to jesus or we will be dead.
Lost in the verses of revelations
Stuck in the notion of where is the son.
The Pentecostal revival the suffering
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