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Rating: "Jesus Christ Lord of flies, in disguise Fuck!!" So screams with a powerful growl L.G. Petrov, the historic voice of Entombed in the chorus (?!) of the track "Out of Hand." It's all too easy to imagine the rest of the lyrical content.
It's early 1994; the Swedish band has just a few months ago released "Wolverine Blues," an album that marks the birth of the unspeakable musical entity that will take the name of Death'n'Roll.
A new single, to which they add a couple of successful covers; but let's proceed in the right order.
Picture a creature that lives underground, endowed with immense strength; it wants to reach the surface and succeeds. It emerges from the dampness below with a noise, with an overwhelming force. This is the cold and foul-smelling sensation that "Out Of Hand" gives me with every new listen. Three insane and monstrous minutes, with Nicke's relentless drumming supporting the continuous and outrageous hammering of the vocals. Meanwhile, the armed and atomic duo of Alex and Uffe's guitars do their dirty work, with that classic crushing sound that has always been a characteristic of the Entombed. A memorable song.
They tackle "God Of Thunder" by Kiss, which isn't distorted, except for the crazed zombie-like voice. Slowness and heaviness in execution proceed hand in hand until the frenzied finale: not exactly heavenly screams break in, and they are painful. One more track, this time from Repulsion, one of the very first American Grindcore-Death Metal bands: the two minutes and a little more of "Black Breath" (...MAN what a title!!). And here Entombed unleash a force like no other. They proceed like a steamroller for the entire duration of the track, with an offensive "FUCK" that concludes the criminal sonic offensive.
Ad Maiora.
Tracklist and Lyrics
01 Out of Hand (03:08)
Fools gather round to watch me bleed
but there are things you'll never see
to protect and serve one nation under god
a nation in which no-one's free
Their flesh begins to rot
what's left of what they've got
a boring life is getting old
mischief won't turn to gold
By going back to burning books
ripping apart things that doesn't fit
one times one equals nine
Your make-believe reality is full of shit
Jesus christ
lord of flies
in disguise
fuck!
It's fucked to hear one idiot's words
but worse to see others believe it
fucked up minds in fucked up times
it's up to you to foresee it
Jesus christ
lord of flies
in disguise
it's all built upon lies
out of hand
is this a fucking joke
out of mind
and it makes me fucking choke
fuck!
02 God of Thunder (04:40)
You've got something about you
You've got something I need
Daughter of Aphrodite
Hear my words and take heed
I was born on Olympus
To my father a son
I was raised by the demons
Trained to reign as the one
God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
I'm the lord of the wastelands
A modern day man of steel
I gather darkness to please me
And I command you to kneel
Before the
God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
I am the lord of the wastelands
A modern day man of steel
I gather darkness to please me
And I command thee to kneel
Before the
God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
03 Black Breath (02:28)
Nine slaves of death - Trapped in eternal hell
Kill you with their breath - If you catch a smell
You've all will to live - Losing death
You are doomed to die - Smell the reapers of death
Fevered and delirious - Despairing dreams
Black shadow haunting you - It never leaves
Now you begin to feel unrelenting pain
Before your life is through your gone insane
Stiffening of the joints, death creeps in
Flesh is turning blue, the end begins
Screaming endlessly, until your death
Certain death comes at last
From the black breath
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