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Programmed Cell Death
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Death Metal/Black Metal
Трек «Programmed Cell Death» вышел в 19 апреля 2024 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «One.Be Agency»)Woeful Inertia
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АльбомWoeful Inertia
Дата релиза19 апреля 2024 г.
ЛейблOne.Be Agency
ЯзыкEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM112

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Hybrid Nightmares
Hybrid Nightmares
Исполнитель
Lachlan Robson
Lachlan Robson
Вокал
Adam Chapman
Adam Chapman
Барабаны
Johnny Chammas
Johnny Chammas
Бас
Ben Plant
Ben Plant
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Lachlan Robson
Lachlan Robson
Автор песен
Adam Chapman
Adam Chapman
Автор песен
Johnny Chammas
Johnny Chammas
Автор песен
Ben Plant
Ben Plant
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Chris Themelco
Chris Themelco
Миксинг-инженер
Thomas Plec Johansson
Thomas Plec Johansson
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

At the dais made of crystal
With the water ever-glowing
Awaken our eternal master
In the temple of the all unknowing
Suicide completely intentional
Break free into the interdimensional
Unshackled from life backed by the
Horrific chorus of the crystal cantacle
Gory endings to your stories, anti-corpereal allegory
Sacrifice by way of deconstruction
Matter disassembled completely intangible
In the glow I gaze into my master's scowling demonic features
With a crackling portal spewing out all manner of terrifying creatures
The beasts they screech invaluable lessons that volume teaches
As priests and preachers are devoured by pools of vampyric leeches
I piss upon your pitiful ritual
You are nothing as an individual
Give yourself to the growing horde
Of astral magical mass approaching critical
Intracellular death program
Quit reality - the eternal scam
Inward outward let's be done with it
Everybody has to die sometime
At the border of mind it teases
Doing whatever the fuck it pleases
Leave my body rotting inside out til there's nothing left but little pieces
Jump at the chance to be reborn
Your conscious from reality torn
Fight for a chance to be renewed
Where your will cannot be refused
Breathe the life that the crystal gives you
Make sure no one outlives you
Pile the bones of your enemies high
A heaping mass of lives expired
How appropriate, how fitting
Another throat that needs a little slitting
Lead the way as a warrior poet
Seek your purpose and then know it
Bleed the world of all its worth
Find your limit then outgrow it
Crush all those in opposition
Elevated to a new position
Kill everything that holds you back
Pure violence attack attack attack
I feel it in my spine, I'm running out of time
Father, where is my home?
My skin is burning, guts are churning, mind is turning
Goodbyes, I cannot say them
O the suffering, O the endless torment
I don't deserve this
I am the aftermath of cell-god's overwhelming wrath
and you are following shortly after
Programmed cell death is my master
I piss upon your pitiful ritual
You are nothing as an individual
Give yourself to the growing horde
Of astral magical mass approaching critical
Intracellular death program
Quit reality - the eternal scam
Inward outward let's be done with it
Everybody has to die sometime
Written by: Adam Chapman, Ben Plant, Johnny Chammas, Lachlan Robson
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