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Sounds of Death

by KRANG

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    Recorded by Adam Scartozzi @ Music is Power Studios.
    Released 02/11/2012.

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The horror, the horror; This fear borne of life Western bane of might, Will to power to fight Under the looming standards atop the tower The towering obelisk of the right (Throne of Power) Not wings, nor ideals, nor direction of sight The idea "what one feels may tug greater strings, our hearts and minds decide what must be" Our sentience plagued with morality's disdain Upon reality's subjection perceived by our brains No man, no woman, no creature nor king, animal, creed, Queen or thing Holds inherent right to judge living beings Beyond Good and Evil, beyond Right and Wrong Beyond misty mountains lie battlefields in sight Through toil, through blood, Through sword, helm and shield The feeling, the breathing; a persistence to wield Through storm-black abyss Moonlit, blazed and all Where you raise your standards, we'll see them fall
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The air is charged. The bog spreads Burning guitars: The sounds of death The rich will glut, the poor will weep Reckless abandon be ours to keep Life pollution. Sounds of Death To waste our days and waste away The fury, pain and passion felt No self-control, the damage dealt Escape as you will once the show leaves Follow the path of your own two feet Escape Addicts living the dream Unto others, what may seem: An archaic farce, an illegitimate scheme To those who topple through light While we strut through the dark Now you're back to the norm, system takes form Now you're back to their cage, minimum wage The trip is now over, your brain's thinking lower But until next time you'll endure the bind There's nothing there, there's nothing there Every breath exhaled is a waste of air Look away, look away, look away Fuck the past, live for today Until tomorrow's gone its separate way, Look away.
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In the end, we came from nothing Felt nothing, sought nothing And return to nothing We wanted more, fought a heart's war The defeated's denial burnt out at the core Hurling loaded questions like a catapult What I want most in the world? That's not my fault So we stumble upwards, into vacuous space Throw myself into that spiraling black abyss Our love deified; telescopic we stare The Earth was blue, with no salvation to spare
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The fucking swell: forever rising tide Overflows the human brain with what we can not comprehend The ebb and flow, too filled up inside Of pain, rage and hatred as our sanity wrends So soothe our absent souls, let's bring this to an end This quest for understanding, this treasure we can't quite find In a terminal world which no science can mend Approach the looming epoch of a dying mind Bereft of higher functions, like dogs we crawl The human being: the lowest fucking animal Can't we stand the truth, just begging to be culled An ape accursed with sentience; The unbearable weight of knowing Too much for his tiny skull
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A puzzle come undone before our very eyes, Inept to accept that "the pieces wouldn't fit" Manipulate, contort; we slam and smash together Distort: self-portrait painted with shit. Daily life, a daily grind; no bigger plan is manifest Destiny rests in our own minds. Our track through finite time; a steady path or jagged line? Constructing our caskets through living our lives. Ecstatic jubilee; a purpose out of meaninglessness Whence thou appointed Lords of Self, Embrace chaos' creative mess. Finality-obsessed. Hell-bound. Through sounds of death rips the death of sound. Yet I'm just a shred of evidence in this mystery that we stumble through. Relentless and Irreverent, yet still we throw ourselves through hoops. I scream so damn loud that nobody listens, As we pour our emotions into a dirt hole to piss in.

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Recorded in May 2010 by Adam Scartozzi @ Music is Power Studios

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released February 11, 2012

Cover art by Halsey Swain
Logo art by Sara Walker
Layout/Design by Chris McMorrow

Crustards on this recording are:
Brendan - Vox/Adam - Bass/Austin - Guitar/Brett - Drums

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KRANG Chicago, Illinois

(BROKEN UP) Beginning in 2009 as a group of friends from various other projects paying tribute to the crust and stenchcore pioneers of old, KRANG has evolved in members, sound, structure and technical prowess. Now incorporating elements of burning spirits style hardcore, d-beat, and the chug-heavy riffs of 80's thrash metal, KRANG has found their own distinct brand of fiery punk rock. ... more

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