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Rating: Combichrist is one of the many side projects by the Scandinavian Andy LaPlegua, already the voice of the Norwegians Icon Of Coil, who has been taking over dance floors around the world with his 'aggressive-techno' since the early 2000s. Andy began the Combichrist adventure with the mediocre and harsh 'The Joy Of Gunz' and continued with the limited edition EP 'Kiss The Blade' and 'Sex Drogen Und Industrial', which were very powerful and danceable. He figured out the most obvious and suitable path to take with his new project: more danceable, more rhythmic, more dark, more Combichrist. Thus, for the ever-present German Out Of Line and the American Metropolis Records, a label of the greats of American Ebm, the second full-length of the 'Nordic band' named after an old hardcore fanzine by LaPlegua from the early '90s, "Everybody Hates You," was released in the spring of 2005.
Two discs. 120 minutes of compulsive hammering and liquid immersions. Sex and sweat mixed with burnt rubber in the air, filling the dance floors of half of Europe.
The idea: It is the one that had already crept into LaPlegua's crazy mind since the successful 'Sex Drogen Und Industrial'. Metallic bases, dark basslines, insistent rhythms, explosive lashes in the most typical old-school Ebm style, dissolved in a strong dose of eclectic electronic elements. From the sickest yet 'glamorous and refined' of 'God Bless', 'This Shit Will Fuck You Up', and 'Happy Fucking Birthday' to the robotic of 'Like To Thank My Buddies', from the obsessive and danceable of 'Enjoy The Abuse' and 'Today I Woke To The Rain Of Blood' to the dark-ambient sampled experimentations of the entire second disc. The 2nd CD appears, therefore, as a kind of aquatic submersion after the razor-sharp outbursts of the madness and dance of the first hour.
The formula: Grinding bass, crumbling distortions, indigestible lyrics for an electro-industrial sound that is among the most successful and engaging on the dance floor. 'Blut Royale' and 'This Is My Rifle' speak for themselves among all: almost as captivating as the great tracks of KMFDM, the first is the first, tribal and dark the second. Instead, ''Lying Sack Of Shit'' chats, exploding in the ears, with its sacrilegious nature and is as terrifying and hard in its 'lyrics' as well in its apocalyptic Ebm sound and the dizzyingly sexual 'This Shit Will Fuck You Up'. Pure physical pleasure.
The downside is the excessive length of the album, which, burdened by the overly experimental, repetitive, and minimal second CD ('Wreckage'; 'Rubber Toy'; 'Below'), loses compactness and roughness in a TBM (Techno Body Music) product that already reeks of parties, dark presences, and debauchery. Enjoy the party. It's just getting started.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 Enjoy the Abuse (05:14)
Enjoy the abuse (x3)
Enjoy
Next time you open your mouth
I'll put my fist down your throat
So deep you cannot swallow
I'll make your body hollow
You will enjoy the abuse
Cause you've got nothing to lose
I swear I'll fistfuck your brain
Until I'm smiling again
(Everybody hates you)
Enjoy (enjoy) the abuse (x3)
Enjoy (enjoy)
(Enjoy, joy, joy, joy, the abuse)
Next time your down on your knees
And you're expecting a slap
It might be me in that mask
And I just might have a bat
Enjoy the abuse
Enjoy
Enjoy the abuse
Enjoy (x5)
Next time you open your mouth
I'll put my fist down your throat
So deep you cannot swallow
I'll make your body hollow
You will enjoy the abuse
Cause you've got nothing to lose
I swear I'll fistfuck your brain
Until I'm smiling again
Enjoy the abuse, enjoy (x3)
Enjoy (enjoy the abuse)
03 Today I Woke to the Rain of Blood (05:45)
(Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
So feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands
We will flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be
E nomine Patre, et Fili, et Spiritu Sancti)
(Each day we will spill their blood til it rains down from the sky)
Last night my shadow went to heaven
My body's here, my soul in hell
Last night I killed, I can't remember
Who I killed or why I laughed
Last night was never supposed to happen
Today I woke to a rain of blood
A rain of blood (3x)
(Each day we will spill their blood til it rains down from the sky)
I think I might have killed the world
But anyway I'm better off alone
A rain of blood
(Each day we will spill their blood til it rains down from the sky)
A rain of blood
A rain of blood
I think I might have killed the world
But anyway I'm better off alone
I'm better off alone
05 Blut Royale (05:33)
Come hear the voices in my head
They say you wanna hurt me
and they want you dead
Its scraping the bottom of the barrel of life
Theres a million different voices
And they're synchronized
Into one real army that will kill you all
Injecting my brain with adrenaline
They're marching
They're screaming
They wanna get out
They're armed to the teeth
It's the Blut Royale
(Come to me)
Come hear the voices in my head
(Come to me)
They say you wanna hurt me
and they want you dead
(Come to me)
Come hear the voices in my head
(Come to me)
They want you dead
It's the Blut Royale
(It's the Blut Royale)
(It's the Blut Royale)
(It's the Blut Royale)
x4
Come hear the voices in my head (head, head, head..)
Come hear the voices in my head (head, head, head..)
Come hear the voices in my head
They say you wanna hurt me
and they want you dead
Come hear the voices in my head
They want you dead
It's the Blut Royale
(It's the Blut Royale)
(It's the Blut Royale)
(It's the Blut Royale)
x4
07 Feed Your Anger (04:49)
Here you go, here’s one covered in blood, babe.
Do you think he is dead?
Do you think we can leave him like this,
or Should we chop off his head?
I know you like it when I’m covered in blood,
on your knees with a gun to your head.
I let you know that your no means yes, babe,
And your tears are fake.
The night is young.
Is there anything else we can do for fun?
Kill a body of doom,
fucking high on the tomb,
make you gag on a gun.
Feed your anger.
A real demon girl.
Why don’t you soak that angel’s wings in blood?
I know you’re ready for this,
I’ve seen you licking your lips,
all you need is to nod your head.
Feed your anger, feed your anger.
Feed your anger, feed your anger.
08 God Bless (04:28)
God bless:
Jeffrey Dahmer, Theodore Kaczynski, Richard Ramirez
Robert Berdella, David Berkovitz, Albert DeSavo, Joseph Briggen
Timothy McVeigh, Gary Leon Ridgway, Paul Bernardo and Karla Homolka
Ted Bundy, Edmund Kemper, Kenneth Bianchi and Angelo Buono
Herman Drenth, Albert Fish, Andrew Cunanan, Robert Yates
John Wayne Gacy, Aileen Wuornos, Charlie Starkweather, Caril Fugate
David Koresh, Marshall Applewise, Robert Hansen, Herbert Mullin
Edward Gein, Caroll Cole, Richard Cottingham, Joseph Franklin
Charles Manson, Harvey Carignan
God bless, God bless
God bless, God bless
God bless, God bless
09 Happy Fcuking Birthday (04:47)
Happy fucking birthday
Birthday boy, birthday girl
Birthday boy, birthday girl
Birthday boy, birthday girl
CombiChrist, evil nice
10 This Is My Rifle (04:58)
[intro]
Tonight you cadets will sleep with your rifle
You will give your rifle a girls name
Be warned this is the only pussy you people are going to get
This is my rifle, it is my life
We are masters of our enemy
Till there is no enemy
11 Like to Thank My Buddies (06:18)
I'd like to thank my buddies
For sticking the knife in my back
I'd like to thank my buddies
For twisting the knife in my back
For twisting the knife in my back
For twisting the knife in my back
I'd like to thank my buddies
For sticking the knife in my back
I'd like to thank my buddies
For twisting the knife in my back (x2)
For twisting the knife in my back
13 Without Emotions (04:40)
Without Emotions
Without Feelings
Without love
Without hate
Breath is just a clock
Ticking
Ticking
Ticking
Without Emotions
Without Feelings
Without love
Without hate
Breath is just a clock
Ticking
Ticking
Ticking
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