Eccomi qui, dopo un po' di tempo entro con grande merito a far parte dell'olimpo dei recensori INUTILI. Dico inutili perchè inutile è questa one-man-band proveniente dall'Australia, ed inutile è questo disco se non come ferma-tavolo. Allora, questi scorticatori di canguri (un po' è uno solo, un po' sono di più, non si capisce...) ci raccontano di suonare un "Industrial Death Metal"; dal mio punto di vista il loro genere è: "Nonsense Noisy Noise". Io credo che passarsi una giornata nel settore a caldo dell'Italsider sia più rilassante per le orecchie.

Quindici tracce, con durate mai lontane dai 2-3 minuti a canzone, nelle quali si sente una batteria (Attenzione: la band è entrata nel Guinness dei primati per il batterista più veloce al modo, pensa che culo) tutta sparata a 500.000 bpm, suoni elettronici a caso, chitarre superscordate che macinano rumore ed un cantato(più che altro il rantolo di un porco in fin di vita, o forse sarebbe meglio dire un koala) con un growl bruttissimo, che vomita per tutto il tempo.

In conclusione: ci ho speso 79 centesimi di cd vergine e questo rimpianto me lo porterò nella tomba. Pessimi.

Elenco tracce testi samples e video

01   Reality (01:20)

02   Forever (02:43)

Always living on the line of what you think is right or wrong, there was a time when even i could not bear to be alone, needing someone or something that is not mine to call my own, to have and hold, severing the only line of trust that you once thought you had, now that i can see past you i can start to be a man, death to me seems no mistake for i have yet to hate, so can you see my pain, can you feel my pain, can you see my... this, is my world, and i see, what you don't, forever, wanting more, life breathes, from our soul, looking into bloodshot eyes mesmerized they can't look back, slowly turning in my mind is the visions of your death, finding truth amongst my lies but not accepting now i grow, and gain control, opening to inner sanctums that you do not understand, having no respect for life and taking it with my bare hands, always searching with contempt for ways to rid my pounding head, from this place, This, is my world, and i see, what you don't, forever, wanting more, life breathes, from our souls.

03   Burnt (02:55)

You're mine,
were blatant with your kind,
i have paid, i'm taken with your face,

I can taste your flesh,
can taste your world,
to feel the pain of making...
why can't you breathe?
i've made you writhe,
in pain, the pain of making...

Why just take my life?
why not take it all?

I can taste your flesh,
can taste your world,
to feel the pain of making...
why can't you breathe?
i've made you writhe,
in pain, the pain of making...

04   Pain (02:17)

05   Cannibal Rights (02:10)

06   Massacre (03:29)

07   Chronological Order of Putrefaction (02:50)

08   Deform (02:46)

Degradation, i don't want your,
rhinoplasty, i don't need you,
not any more,
though i am a perverted man,
disproportioned, version of a,
normal man, dirty man,
any surgery can not get the god dam filth out of my head,
Maladjusted, not because of,
my appearance, you can't see past,
how i was born, are you blinded by the way you live?
violated, version of a,
normal man, dirty man,
reconstruction, reformation, reaching out into a shallow world,
My normal features, they gaze with impunity,
i am an animal, don't want to be a man,
i wish destruction on every man i see,
am i a man, am i a man, am i?
to forgive them means loss of my memory,
can i decide between a psycho and a citizen,
no chance of that i want death to my enemy,
i'm not a man, i'm not a man,
How can you think of me? judge of me? watch me?
all i want to be is, is to be free,
Degradation, i don't want your,
rhinoplasty, i don't need you,
though i am a perverted man,
disproportioned, version of a,
normal man, dirty man,
any surgery can not get the god dam filth out of my head.

09   Slit Down (01:40)

Slit down from the thorax, to free all,
the gas that should not be there,
the cerebrum will have not survived,
upon close examination, from the chest to the skull,
has show the movement of fluids that the surface refused,
co-injections have failed to prepare the remains,
there's much too much to be saved, decomposition has claimed,
what was an animal frame with it's organs and brain,
will be dissected and then reduced to mush,
It's not to be chopped to bring you power,
it's only to be devoured,
what is it now that you throw doubt upon,
don't ask of things you not meant to have or know,
have or know,
Pre-embalming purge, and rotting pigmentation,
extra firming fluids, and hardening compounds,
nasal aspiration.

10   February (04:09)

11   Mono Grind (01:03)

12   Ignorance (02:03)

13   Humanity (01:45)

15   Ode to Nash (05:44)

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