fuckyeahsludgemetal:

Fall of Efrafa - Beyond The Veil

Explanation
Religion, in all its forms is based on one thing; control. It is a set of beliefs which is created to indoctrinate, suppress and strangle the thoughts of those who choose to embrace it. It holds nothing more substantial than the rambling thoughts of groups of humans who wished to use it for one purpose or another. Stories and fables stolen from older stories and fables, passed on, edited, copied hundreds of times to suit whoever needed it as a vehicle for their own gain. The Christ figure we know was stolen from the stories of Adonys, Osiris, Hercules, Perseus, Mithra and many more. Religion only works by relying on the past for blurred inaccuracies to become truths. Christ never existed. God never existed. We are a subspecies of ape, nothing more.

In our haste we crowned a king
In our haste we bore his sin
In our haste we saw him god
In our haste; born again

Not in life but words of fiction
Another fable carved in stone
His crucifix a graven image
Impotent faith, to die alone

A bastard son of a bastard god
Stolen saviors of ancient tome
Misshapen idols in manmade temples
A bloodied hand across our mouths

Man the martyr; self appointed king
Lied in blood this selfish sin
Cast aside our sanity
The trinity of filth and lies

His majestic pestilent form
A rotted visage of our vanity

A cross a star a glyph
Burnt into our flesh
From our untimely birth
Cast upon us until death
And so we stand, ever waiting the end
Eyes skyward, ever waiting the end
Vacuous words read by naïve eyes
Coaxed out of pages, best forgotten
Cast a trillion shadows in their wake
Lay waste to all that we know

Bloated apes feign ignorance
Cloth to hide our guilt the stems
Our murderous nature in pastel rouge
This morality we attempt to fain

Man built God creates the veil
It hangs before us all and waits
Those who choose its warm caress
Dignify this empty fate

angelic mythos cracked in the kiln
Shards embedded in the mouths of liars
Charged nature as unfit
disfigured the sanctity of love
Tore down all that is good, all that is whole

fuckyeahsludgemetal:

Ekkaia - Mientras Dormimos

Donde antes crecían árboles
Ahora crece cemento
Ahora crecen los niños
Rodeados de muros!

En los patios de los colegios
Que les enseñan a curarse a base de pastillas,
A pasar por encima del resto
Para sentirse superiores a sus semejantes.

Hasta el día en que traguen el espectáculo
O se una a nosotros
En la caza por la libertad
Y lo salvaje,

En la búsqueda de nosotros
Y del tiempo que nos han quitado.

En el abismo de los bárbaros las hogueras arden cada vez con más fuerza.

Personal note: my favorite crust-punk band ever. Maybe their philosophy is very radical, but i really don’t care, many aspects of their philosophy had very sense in many ways. Ekkaia is more than riffs and voices, this band had great lyrics full of crust-punk culture and a notorious sludge sound!

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Source: SoundCloud / Sludge Art

  • 20 Plays
  • Second HandDamad

Damad: Second Hand: Rise and Fall: Prank: 1997

Yeah, these guys got a bit artsy fartsy and changed their band name to Kylesa. Unfortunately they lost Victoria Scalisi from the line up when they went post-metal.

satan-dennys-powerviolence:

Dystopia | Full set 9/22/1999

I saw them around this time, they were fucking amazing. No fancy lighting, no ridiculous lighting rig or banks of spare guitars, no saying “(insert your town here) is awesome” bollocks, just pure brutal power and stage presence.

Yeah, they were pretty fucking good to say the least.

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  • 40 Plays
  • The BirthingBaroness

nolongercontagious:

“The Birthing” - Baroness, Red Album

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Source: nolongercontagious