valla bence vasat bi albüm olmuş thrash metal adına pek yakıştırmadım undisputed attitude'den sonra en beterler arasına kendini yazdıracak gibi görünüyor _________________
Albüm nete sızmış durumda. _________________ Cliffhanger On A Bloody Sunday
Be violent.Feel the fire of thrash burning your soul.Not your body!
If you run out of ideas, remember: life sucks, goverment sucks, you reject this fucking place, you despise this fucking race.
Beklentilerimi karşıladı ve beklediğime değdi.Dave'in davuldaki performansı kendini hissttiriyor.Tom'un farklı şarkılarda farklı duyacağınız vokalleri de çok güzel.Sololar C.I'dandan pek farklı değil.Devam niteliğinde bir albüm gibi görünse de farklılık içeriyor.C.I'dan daha bir albüm olduğu kesin.Tabi sözler yine son derece sert ve agresif.Vokaller,riffler ve davullar da keza öyle.Herşey böyle bütünleşince de ortaya bomba gibi bir albüm çıktı haliylen.Dave şahlanmış desek yalan olmaz.
Albüm çok agresif ve saldırgan olmuş.Tom ve Slayer tüm öfkesini kusmuş resmen.Dünya Kana Boyandı. _________________ Cliffhanger On A Bloody Sunday
Be violent.Feel the fire of thrash burning your soul.Not your body!
If you run out of ideas, remember: life sucks, goverment sucks, you reject this fucking place, you despise this fucking race.
* 01. World Painted Blood
* 02. Unit 731
* 03. Snuff
* 04. Beauty Through Order
* 05. Hate Worldwide
* 06. Public Display of Dismemberment
* 07. Human Strain
* 08. Americon
* 09. Psychopathy Red
* 10. Playing with Dolls
* 11. Not of this God
1. World Painted Blood
Lyrics: Araya / Hanneman | Music: Hanneman
Disease spreading death
Entire population dies
Dead before you're born
Massive suicide
Vicious game of fear
It's all extermination now
Poison in your veins
Global genocide
Slaughter governs law
The apocalypse begins
Pain becomes the norm
Seeking homicide
Beware the coming storm
That starts illuminating fires
God is laughing hard
Man has gone insane
World painted blood
No sanctuary
World painted blood
No sanctuary
Tip the human scale
Follow revelations plan
It must come to pass
Secret shadows lie
Blue print haunting dreams
In which manipulation wins
Speak no hidden fears
Religion neutralized
Emerged from the dark
Sadist mercenary ride
Realm not of this world
Godless messengers
Sickless, mindless hate
Becomes evolutions cure
Planets usher in
Alignment God has died
World painted blood
No sanctuary
World painted blood
No sanctuary
(Lead - Hanneman)
God send death, watch it bleed, justified
Manufactured lives born in hell
Angels fall, wings on fire, crucified
Terrorizing man, burn the world
Reflecting eyes, sickle swings, wave of blood
Suicidal mind from the start
Endless pain, open wounds, slit the throat
Radiation child seeks the throne
Strafing down demigods certain death
Coming from the stars, lord of all
Dark rift rise, flourish life, perish man
We destroy ourselves, cease to live
Children's blood feed the dead sea of flesh
Catastrophic fall rest in hell
Flaming corpse, screaming eyes, watch it die
Walk among the dead, pick your grave
Like a disease spreading death
Erasing your existence
Like a disease spreading death
Erasing your existence
Like a disease spreading death
Erasing your existence
Like a disease spreading death
Erasing your existence
Satan's hand begins the end
And frees the world forever
Gomorrah's dream to live in sin
Has reached its critical mass
Man himself has become God
And laughs at his destruction
In which we trust a secret government
Is now in total collapse
Disease spreaing death
Entire population dies
Dead before you're born
Massive suicide
Vicious game of fear
It's all extermination now
Poison in your veins
Global genocide
Slaughter governs law
The apocalypse begins
Pain becomes the norm
Seeking homicide
Beware the coming storm
That starts illuminating fires
God is laughing hard
Man has gone insane
World painted blood
No sanctuary
World painted blood
No sanctuary
Signs of disease, rivers red, blood in ice, plague
Signs of disease, rivers red, blood in ice, plague
Signs of disease, rivers red, blood
Welcoming our death
2. Unit 731
Lyrics: Hanneman | Music: Hanneman
I am the last of the dying insane
You would scream at the things I've done
Knowing that the dead still see
My blood it runs like mercury
Your last breath the sword comes down
She dies first speaking death to me
Philosophy, the vision, the view within
Duty, science, abstract cruelty
What are your final thoughts?
Do you want to kill me, or die in shame?
From my point of view
Justified action, the enemy burns
The fun of massacre in the brain
Bioweapons and I are the same
Look at their face, hatred in their blood
Pile up the dead, my humanity
X-rays burn all that you can see
Nobody knows what a body can stand
Skulls on fire yet mercy is worse
You seek only your pleasure in death
What are your final thoughts?
Do you want to kill me, or die in shame?
From my point of view
Justified action, the enemy burns
Bacterial target, eyes exploding
Melting flesh through your mind
Become your madness insanity wins
Infant's flesh on the walls
Testing limits threshold of pain
Ripping out teeth to observe
I want blood
(Lead - Hanneman)
(Lead - King)
Knowing now the dead still see
My blood it runs like mercury
Knowing now the dead still see
My blood it runs like mercury
Knowing now the dead still see
My blood it runs like mercury
Knowing now the dead still see
My blood it runs like mercury
Human brain experiment
On prisoners open skull
Vivisection, live dissection
Repulsing to the core
What are your final thoughts?
Do you want to kill me, or die in shame?
From my point of view
Justified action, the enemy burns
Fuckin' burns
Pathogens seek horrible end
Churning factories of death
Crematoriums see your crime
You will see me in hell
3. Snuff
Lyrics: King | Music: King
(Lead - Hanneman)
(Lead - King)
It starts with vanity
Arrogance and greed
Panic is my obsession
No one can escape
The thrill is much too great
Despair is my creation
Everything obscene
Emanates from me
Homicide is on the rise
It all begins now
Take your final bow
The camera never lies
Action
Torture, misery
Endless suffering
Torment, agony
Captured for eternity
Action
You're the main attraction
Torture, misery
Endless suffering
Pleasing to the eye
To this you can't deny
No one else around
Razor wire bound
Insanity is so near
Heart begins to seize
Watch you atrophy
Reality is now clear
Take a look inside
Many more have died
The internet's an open door
Everyone can see
Dying brutally
The audience begs for more
Action
Torture, misery
Endless suffering
Torment, agony
Captured for eternity
Action
You're the main attraction
Torture, misery
Endless suffering
Pleasing to the eye
To this you can't deny
(Lead - King)
Murder is my future
Killing is my future
Murder is my future
Killing is my future
Torture, misery
Endless suffering
Pleasing to the eye
To this you can't deny
(Lead - King)
Murder is my future
Killing is my future
Murder is my future
Killing is my future
Murder is my future
Killing is my future
Murder is my future
Killing is my future
Murder is my future
4. Beauty Through Order
Lyrics: Araya / Hanneman | Music: Hanneman
It's the feel of your blood
As it flows smoothly down my skin
Intoxicating my soul
Immortality, seducing me
Burning in your own hell, which now binds you to me infinitely
Spirits of angels don't weep for you enticing me
Vanity blood
Left for you to drink
Eternity
Waits for you
Vanity blood
Left for you to drink
Eternity
Waits for you to drink
Frozen in time is the ice flowing in your veins
Are you insane?
At your mercy they suffered while you sat there painless
Vile and shameless
Crowned you are now for the merciless sins
It's the end
Your beauty through order is where blood flows through you
Where it begins
Vanity blood
Left for you to drink
Eternity
Waits for you
Vanity blood
Left for you to drink
Eternity
Waits for you to drink
Young life stripped of all its dignity
Sliced flesh pours out its youthfulness
My lust will never be fully quenched
Your screams tell me that you're not prepared to die
(Lead - King)
Creature from hell why can't you see the things I see?
Mirror tells me that you were always meant for me
You are my sacrifice
Blood is the deficit
Biting the flesh, the face my sick prelude
Now meet your frozen death
God did not do this
God did not do this
God did not do this
God did not do this
Heated iron bar I will insert inside your cunt
Mistress of cruelty, a name that will not die
You are my sacrifice
Blood is the deficit
Bathing in blood, your heart, your soul, your God
It all belongs to me
God belongs to me
God belongs to me
God belongs to me
It all belongs to me
(Lead - Hanneman)
Murder is my birthright the bloodline proves aristocracy
Walled in, left for dead, your actions show your hypocrisy
My birthright, is murder
My birthright, is murder
Birthright, murder
Birthright, murder
Birthright, murder
Birthright, murder
5. Hate Worldwide
Lyrics: King | Music: King
I stab you
Right between the eyes
You awaken from the lies
I've said it ever since its inception
They're the masters of deception
I'm a Godless heretic
Not a God fearing lunatic
That's why it's become my obsession
To treat God like an infection
My scars insane
My life profane
I deny, defy
And spread a little hate worldwide
(Lead - Hanneman)
Like a storm I devastate
Religious doubt I instigate
Take a listen to my confession
There's no filter on my aggression
With a pistol open wide
To keep the massacre alive
I'll cause global devastation
With my moral imperfection
My scars insane
My life profane
I deny, defy
And spread a little hate worldwide
(Lead - King)
Religious doubt I instigate
From what the bible demonstrates
Does it document creation?
Or just hopelessness of fiction
I'm a Godless heretic
Not a God fearing lunatic
That's why it's become my obsession
To treat God like an infection
My scars insane
My life profane
I deny, defy
And spread a little hate world
Wide open like a gushing open wound
The walls of deceit will come crashing down soon
I've left you defenseless mentally and then
Never fucking hear from you again
Never fucking heard from again
6. Public Display of Dismemberment
Lyrics: King | Music: King
Anarchy, disarray this is the world today
Justice is a lie for the followers to get by
No peace, only guns, can't trust anyone
Live or die it's an eye for an eye
Unrest, Marshall Law, society decays
And it's safe to say there is no other way
With lawless arrogance and savage dissidents
Public display of dismemberment
Blameless innocent, lies of the decadent
Brazen hypocrites
Answering to idiots
New tax, market crash, high life never lasts
No quick fix
For broken politics
Unrest, Marshall Law, society decays
It's safe to say there is no other way
With lawless arrogance and savage dissidents
Public display of dismemberment
(Lead - Hanneman)
Aftermath of tolerance judgment is defined
Individual pain is a strong incentive
Infiltrate with fear keeping penance ever near
Punish with indecency and mutilate for all to see
(Lead - King)
Disarray
No quick fix for broken politics
Anarchy
Live or die it's an eye for an eye
Unrest, Marshall Law, society decays
And it's safe to say there is no other way
With lawless arrogance and savage dissidents
Public display of dismemberment
7. Human Strain
Lyrics: Araya / Hanneman | Music: Hanneman
Illness, infected born mutilated strain
Issue transfusion no one left to blame
Nature's way of thinning out the human fucking herd
Disease, to war to fear his own kind
The human strain
Returning plague
Drink the tainted blood
From the only child
The human strain
Returning plague
Drink the tainted blood
From the only child
Cities, increase spread population rise
Dying, the future process in the genes
Death stalking man as he embraces the absurd
Through peace, through life, through hatred of himself
The human strain
Returning plague
Drink the tainted blood
From the only child
The human strain
Returning plague
Drink the tainted blood
From the only child
Death stalking man through peace, through life, through hatred of himself
Death stalking man as he embraces his crucifixion
Skinless resurrection
From the bodies of the dead
Sickness is increasing
As the oceans turn red
Apparatus for self-destruction
Day of judgment is now at hand
Decayed memories haunt vaccinated minds
Risk contamination mechanism of death
Anyone left alive scorched turn to ash
Disease war black death touching man
The human strain
Returning plague
Drink the tainted blood
From the only child
The human strain
Returning plague
Drink the tainted blood
From the only child
8. Americon
Lyrics: King | Music: King
With our callous minds we infect
Other ways of life no regrets
Like a masochist we instigate
While the rest of the world must tolerate
Americon
Americon
It's all about the motherfuckin' oil
Regardless of the flag upon its soil
In a blood bath we pad our fuckin' greed
The price is high to maintain liberty
Americon
Americon
So here we live in a land of deceit
That imprisons the mind of the weak
No immunity for swaying the odds
From this resistant strain Americon
Americon
Some feel the need to play God
No immunity for swaying the odds
From this resilient plague Americon
(Lead - Hanneman)
(Lead - King)
With our poisoned minds we infest
Other ways of life we ingest
In a blood bath we steal you dignity
The price is high to maintain liberty
Americon
9. Psychopathy Red
Lyrics: Hanneman | Music: Hanneman
Body count, laid out mutilated
It's your time to die
Desolate, lure kill satisfaction
Climax with your death
All alone, my perv intimidated
Feed my lust for fear
Dehumanize, cry out stimulated
Your screams fill my soul
Systematic death
A physical fear
Psychopathy red
After death gratification
Graphic dreams, played out fucking sick
Can't control the urge
Innocence, drop dead suicidal
A pain that I possess
Vindictive, past crimes insidious
This is my redemption
Violate, forced down penetrate
Your eyes reflecting horror
Systematic death
A physical fear
Psychopathy red
After death gratification
(Lead - King)
(Lead - Hanneman)
Perversion, slow death agonizing
Stab around the eyes
Flow of blood, warm taste brings me pleasure
Eclipsing all reason
Pushing sperm, in her imitation
Painful act in vain
Organs cooked, bled out potency
Now I am complete
Systematic death
A physical fear
Psychopathy red
After death gratification
10. Playing with Dolls
Lyrics: Araya / Hanneman / King | Music: Hanneman
I never thought the taste of you
Would be the only thing to make me bleed
Why am I, so alive
While you lay still in the ground beneath me?
Fear of death the dark inside
Have become your only children
They're in front of you, watching you
Lost screams unholy dreams unrest
I laugh at your God as he's passing through
Slicing out your throat to warm my skin
Never thought it'd come to this
What the fuck I've gone wrong no rest
Your children still call
Can't you hear them screaming out your name?
You've gone insane
They're in my head
They want you to
Die in front of me
Die in front of me
Thinking why me?
Wishing this was all a dream
Insanity, reality
You're going to
Die in front of me
Pestilence is here
Death awaits
Your body's not of Christ
It's my altar
Helpless and alone
Violate
Enveloped in my sin
Faceless canvas
Tearing at your flesh
Bathed in blood
Violently regress
Death's so endless
Brutal is the pain
Anguish is the game
Broken and afraid
God can't help you now
You'll wish you were in hell
You'll wish you were in hell
You'll wish you were in hell
You'll wish you were in hell
Ghostly figures are always standing still
Are they mocking me, what do they see?
I didn't want your death to end so fast
But once you start, you can not stop
I need it now to fucking last
Die in front of me
Die in front of me
Thinking why me?
Wishing this was all a dream
Insanity, reality
You're going to
Die in front of me
Pestilence is here
Death awaits
Your body's not of Christ
It's my altar
Brutal is the pain
Anguish is the game
Broken and afraid
God can't help you now
(Lead - Hanneman)
You'll wish you were in hell
You'll wish you were in hell
You'll wish you were in hell
You'll wish you were in hell
I never thought the taste of you
Would be the only thing to make me bleed
All alone in my funeral home
Playing in blood there's just got to be
Something wrong with me
Draining veins, it's all the same
The torture in my head it won't stop
Until I am fucking dead
Pestilence is here
Death awaits
Your body's not of Christ
It's my altar
Helpless and alone
Violate
Enveloped in my sin
Faceless canvas
Tearing at your flesh
Bathed in blood
Violently regress
Death's so endless
Brutal is the pain
Anguish is the game
Broken and afraid
God can't help you now
You'll wish you were in hell
You'll wish you were in hell
You'll wish you were in hell
11. Not of this God
Lyrics: King | Music: King
I wake each day
To propaganda written to persuade
Complacency, conformity
Relentless madness they regurgitate
So save your breath
You can't coerce the strong with verbal warfare
Deafening, bludgeoning
Succumb to Christ or they will watch you fuckin' burn
These apocalyptic predators must die
Every one till none are left alive
I'll eradicate the weak within this war
'Cause I'm the fuckin' weapon, I'm not
Not of this God
(Lead - Hanneman)
Replicate
Like a virus that infects with disease
The beckoning pestering
Don't preach to me with all your blasphemy
Exterminate
The bottom dweller on your fear they prey
There's symmetry in anarchy
Believe the lies or they will watch you fuckin' burn
These apocalyptic predators must die
Every one till none are left alive
I'll eradicate the weak within this war
'Cause I'm the fuckin' weapon, I'm not
Not of this
Not of this God
False God, sorcerer, free thought torturer
Embedded in the minds of the masses
Outcast, conjurer, spineless provocateur
Engulfed in narcissistic madness
No need to feel so hollow
A promise of no sorrow
You call him the messiah
I see a deviant pariah
(Lead - King)
Holy water empty threat the holy cross has no effect
I piss on any object of virtue
Crucifix and rosaries a world of insecurities
Keep waiting for the soul to be rescued
You'll see no bright tomorrow
A promise of more sorrow
You call him the messiah
I see a reckless faction based on mental slavery
(Lead - King)
You are the tainted I am the pure
You are the sickess I am the cure
A toxic threat on all your nonsense I feed
I'll be the one to bring Christ to his knees
Crucified then ridiculed again
A target for all time until the end
I'll expose the total inconsistencies
And wallow in my heresy 'cause I'm the fuckin' weapon
Attacker of their ideology
Intoxicate with rationality
These apocalyptic predators must die
'Cause I'm the fuckin' weapon, I'm not
Not of this God
Not of this God
Not of this God _________________ Cliffhanger On A Bloody Sunday
Be violent.Feel the fire of thrash burning your soul.Not your body!
If you run out of ideas, remember: life sucks, goverment sucks, you reject this fucking place, you despise this fucking race.
Rhythm: Tell us about the drumming on "World Painted Blood".
Lombardo: "Man, I can't tell you how pleased I am with it! The producer, Greg Fidelman, is an all-round musician as far as I know, but he's especially keen on drums and very, very good at recording them. I swear to you, there were times when I'd record a dozen fills and he'd sit down with me and dissect each one — stroke by stroke! Literally one hit, and then another hit, and then another one — and then we'd decide whether to use this fill or that roll or whatever. It was incredible."
Rhythm: Playing with METALLICA at Download in 2004 must have been quite an experience. (See/hear video/audio footage below.)
Lombardo: "Yeah. Show 'em how it's done! No disrespect to Lars [Ulrich], because Lars is great and he's a very nice guy, but he needs to spend a week at my house and we need to sit down and play. I could show him — 'No, Lars, like this!'… 'Let's chill, let's relax, have some coffee and let's play!' Hahahahaha!"
Rhythm: When you played blastbeats on the song "Supremist", on the 2006 album "Christ Illusion", everybody wondered if SLAYER were going to turn death metal…
Lombardo: "It's what the riff demanded. See, that's my thing — I can't close the door on other music. I expose myself to this stuff to stay on top and to let people know, 'Hey, I'm aware of what's going on!' Just because I don't play it, doesn't mean I'm not aware of it. I'll throw in little tidbits here and there. For example, I've been listening to all this jungle [hums frantic drum'n'bass pattern] To me it's like England's rap. It's very cool. I love that music — I really enjoy it because it's fast, and it moves."
Rhythm: So have you heard CANNIBAL CORPSE and the other death metal bands doing blastbeats?
Lombardo: "I've heard it. Does it impress me? No, because too much is over-redundant. I can't tolerate it, it's just [hums series of machine-like blasts]… there's no feeling."
Rhythm: It was rumored a while back that you had a problem with your thyroid gland from drinking too much caffeine. True?
Lombardo: "I don't know if it was the coffee. I doubt it. I think it was just too much touring. I started noticing that I was losing a lot of weight, and my heart was beating at 170 beats a minute — just while I was sitting down! I would wake up in the middle of the night and my bed would be soaking wet, because I would be tossing and turning and really hot. It was really bad. I turned into a complete skeleton, it was insane. So they zapped me with radio-iodine, I took this radioactive pill, and I think it shrunk it [my thyroid gland] down, because I feel great and I've gained weight. The only nervousness or agitation I feel is if I drink a little too much coffee. Actually I was taking more caffeine while I was sick, because having your heart rate go that fast, 24 hours a day, you get tired — so I'd drink Red Bull and coffee and more on top of that!"
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Lombardo: "Yeah. Show 'em how it's done! No disrespect to Lars [Ulrich], because Lars is great and he's a very nice guy, but he needs to spend a week at my house and we need to sit down and play. I could show him — 'No, Lars, like this!'… 'Let's chill, let's relax, have some coffee and let's play!' Hahahahaha!"
Güzel de konuşmuş hani.Hak vermemek elde değil.Ders niteliğinde bir performanstan sonra yakışır bu açıklama Lombardo Abimize _________________ Cliffhanger On A Bloody Sunday
Be violent.Feel the fire of thrash burning your soul.Not your body!
If you run out of ideas, remember: life sucks, goverment sucks, you reject this fucking place, you despise this fucking race.
Playing With Dolls tanıtım videosu olarak gerçekten çok başarılı ve tüm grupların yapması gereken bir çalışma bence. Ciddi anlamda tüm parçalardan kısa örnekler dinlemek insanları albümü edinmeye teşvik edecektir diye düşünüyorum ve yaptıklarını taktir ediyorum. _________________ Bir sen, bir ben, bir de köpek!
kerry king headbangers journey de dinin bir çocuğa anlatılan masallar kadar gerçek olduğunu vurgulamıştır vokalistleri de katolik olduğunu söylemiştir gruptaki dayanışma güzel anlayacağınız din falan farketmiyor yani istediklerini yapıyorlar. _________________ My Life İs Metal
27 Haziran Pazar günü görüşmek üzere... _________________ Cliffhanger On A Bloody Sunday
Be violent.Feel the fire of thrash burning your soul.Not your body!
If you run out of ideas, remember: life sucks, goverment sucks, you reject this fucking place, you despise this fucking race.
Beauty Through Order[/url] _________________ Cliffhanger On A Bloody Sunday
Be violent.Feel the fire of thrash burning your soul.Not your body!
If you run out of ideas, remember: life sucks, goverment sucks, you reject this fucking place, you despise this fucking race.
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