1. |
Into the Rift
05:09
|
|||
|
Three eyes
Beckoning green moons
From the other side
Where a power exudes
It swells, and swirls
Gorge rising, we're close to blackness
The rift forms, and grows
A pulsing that draws us in
Into the Rift
We descend
Madness folds
Upon the three winks
We grow old
As the moons drink
So deeply, such thirst
We wonder they exist at all
So hungry, such greed
Three lurid evil souls
Into the Rift
We ascend
Proceed the hours of pain
Ripped apart and made whole again
The moons grin widely full of mirth
As we're torn from our broken world
Above a chasm that so deeply yawns
A glimpse of light from an unknown dawn
A pallid star that's not of green
But wan and white with a sickly sheen
Into the Rift
The air is closing in, drawn so tight, we cannot breathe
The vortex pulls us in, through the Rift, onto another plane
|
||||
2. |
Hubris
05:37
|
|||
|
Forced awake by blaring horns and an enemy on all sides
Warriors riding lizard beasts with glistening, rippling hides
Arrows levelled, spears out-thrusting and we're still lying in sand
Sickened from our vortex-journey we can barely stand
Biting down on vertigo we try to rouse and fight
Drunken, unsteady, but on our feet, we pack our circle tight
Fingers fumbling at our belts, they're clasping after guns
We bring our pistols out to bear, shafts gleaming in the sun
A clap of thunder shakes the skies
Screams and blood amidst the fire
This world will come to fear us
This world we claim our own
Stepping over smouldering corpses riddled through with holes
We watch the surviving reptile riders flee from us in droves
Three score made it through the rift, and three score still remain
Unslinging rifles from off our backs we focus on our aim
A clap of thunder shakes the skies
The kill-count rises ever higher
This world will come to fear us
This world we claim our own
We leave that place of blood and death decaying beneath the sun
Just piles and piles of butchered flesh, a feast of carrion
We plot a course to distant trees, a forested mountain slope
And shoot the natives with great aplomb, if they stray too close
A clap of thunder shakes the skies
We cheer and roar with every stride
This world will come to fear us
This world we claim our own
|
||||
3. |
Queen Witch
07:50
|
|||
|
A witch dwells in the trees
Clothed in black with skin of green
She casts a glamour so that all we see
Is beauty untold, a bewitching queen
Love is all that we know
Devotion is a gift
All sixty on our knees
Bowing before her the queen is all that we know
Devotion is our gift
All sixty on our knees
Oh, such a queen
She casts a curse on us
We feel the magic seeping in
A wave of sickness spreads
And waking life fades to dream
Queen Witch lifts the curse
And all of us wake from the dream
As captured prisoners
Beaten, weakened and on our knees
|
||||
4. |
Slaves, she made us
05:48
|
|||
|
Toiling hard beneath an alien sky
Sun on our backs and our throats are dry
Linked by fetters dragging at our feet
Clanking irons blister in the heat
The natives watch us with unblinking stares
And guard the guns we brought with fearful care
They drive us hard; we labour on and on
Cracking rock and stone until the day is done
The drudgery takes its toll
Slaving on until we fall
Breathe, we bide our time, await our chance
Seethe, we loathe our wretched circumstance
Weeks draw on and still we sweat in chains beneath their sun
Whipped at whim and sickly thin we fight to not succumb
Despair remains a close-by friend, to accept what we've become
Shadows of our former selves, all hope is nearly gone
Like the calm before a storm
We muster fortitude once more
We, we will not just fade away
Free, we will rise another day
Forty-six of us remain, resolute yet strained
Facing down our future ruin, we plot for our escape
In the dead of night, we'll rush the guards and take up arms again
The cacophony of our roaring guns will cleave this world in twain
|
||||
5. |
To Three
06:00
|
|||
|
Imprisonment
Surmountable
Manumission - by our hand
We will be free
To wreak chaos
And reap revenge
For this penance
Served in an alien land
Our fury knows no bounds
Unleash the roaring hounds
We count to three
Feral strength
Imbues our limbs
Tension mounts - and breaks
Chains fall to the ground
Delirium
Euphoria
We are free
Our fingers yearn for guns
Commencing sabotage
We mutilate the guards
And raze their village down
Unleash the roaring hounds
A killing spree
Everything we see
We count to three
Out in the dark, on the desert plains, we march triumphant
Though fourteen died, in slavery, they'll be remembered
Fires burn, behind our backs, our mark of freedom
In jubilance, salute the sky, our reborn legion
|
||||
6. |
Blocks out the Sun
05:51
|
|||
|
Our joy is fleeting
Here comes the horde
Three moons alive, gauging all the while
An endless tide, spreading out for miles
No time to run
We load our guns
We shoot it out, ammo's running low
They're all around, our old reptilian foe
We've nothing left, just knives and human fists
They're closing in, and then
A quake courses through the land
The lizards freeze
A rumbling voice booms from the sky
The lizards flee
Another tremor wracks the ground
Drowning out their screams
A shadow falls upon us all
We turn to see
A silhouette blocks out the sun
Filling the skies
From behind the mountain it comes
A thing of such size
A thing of such size
Filling the skies
A silhouette blocks out the sun
|
||||
7. |
Rift Giant
07:34
|
|||
|
Horizons asunder, from fissures we flee
Ruptures out-spreading, dividing between
Continents breaking, tectonic failure
Seismic convulsions that shatter this world
Burgeoning pressure amassing around
Bludgeoning eardrums and shaking the ground
Boulders come crashing, tossed down from the sky
A whirlwind of duststorms cascading behind
A concatenation of deafening roars
As down comes the hand that will flatten us all
The abyss opens wide
Syphon takes hold
Gravity pulls
And we fall
Great shadows descending, expunging our lives
Diluvial fluids in torrents awry
Imploding organs give way to the strain
Blood paints the sand as a nonchalant stain
Burgeoning pressure amassing around
Bludgeoning eardrums and shaking the ground
Time hangs in space as the world stops it spin
The green moons above know a surfeit of whim
Capricious hysteria accompanies death
As our spirits relinquish their vessels of flesh
The void calls to us
We answer
Through the maelstrom
We enter
Denuded we tremble in terror and fright
Bared of our being, ethereal wights
One journey ends as another begins
The law of this land has repaid us our sins
Our phantoms are all that remain
Vagrantly gracing this plane
Drifting above the red lake
Left in the Rift Giant's wake
|
||||
8. |
Cataclysm
03:59
|
|||
planetkrecords Trieste, Italy
Planet K Records is a division of K Productions, an Italian live music company specialized in hc/crossover/metal since the ‘90s. K Productions has worked with Cro Mags,Sick Of It All,Biohazard, Agnostic Front, Integrity,No Fx, Madball, Warrior Soul, Mindwars and produced Upset Noise, Cenotaph ,Fuel From Hell,A new Scar,Damned Pilots,The Italian Stallion, Kryptonomikon, Overcharge,Kneel ... more
If you like planetkrecords, you may also like:
This space rock outfit, an underground pillar in Philadelphia, continue their journey to the outermost with this heavy, heady released.
go to album
Philly psych-rock band's 3 Record Store Day EPs from the last 3 years compiled into one package.
go to album
Noise pop at its finest from this rambunctious Melbourne group that thrives on louder-than-loud guitars and belted-out vocals.
go to album
Fueled by serrated riffs, raspy vocals, and rubbery basslines, the Aussie punks' latest pushes garage rock to rowdy extremes.
go to album
Headed by Polish avant-garde phenom Raphael Rogiński, this global ensemble thread experimental jams into a thrilling transnational exchange.
go to album
Tender indie rock from Boston artist Tiffy, with pillowy synths and heavenly vocals.
go to album
Death is Nothing to Us
by Fiddlehead
Boston band featuring members of Have Heart and Basement take their earnest, motivational post-hardcore to thrilling new heights.
go to album
