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About Entombed, once upon a time, there was a lot of talk.
Like all the seminal bands of a certain genre, they have influenced armies of musicians and provided fodder for hordes of journalists and enthusiasts, never forgetting to supply good doses of venom to their detractors. All of this, Entombed knows well.
Starting with two classics of the Death Metal genre like “Left and Path” and “Clandestine,” which clearly and precisely defined what “Swedish Metal” was and meant, without unnecessary and superfluous subjugation to the American scene of the genre, they went on to be the champions of “super contaminations”, influencing everything good or bad that Swedish Death, but not only that, has put out in the future.
“Wolverine Blues” has been considered the “turning point” between the fierce and extremist past of “Clandestine” and the not-so-rosy future of the band’s subsequent (and sometimes shameful) works. On one hand, it’s easy to understand why Entombed managed to ride the wave of their success and exploit it to the fullest. Already, one can foresee the “not entirely orthodox contaminations” they would propose in the future. Nevertheless, the extraordinary violence this work perpetuates in every groove is strong and undeniable: the anger of Lars Goran Petrov is tangible and ever-present, giving this album a unique and fascinating pathos; the guitars in their screeching and crude progress, simple yet dark, and the drums that perform exemplary work, must necessarily please.
Even if it is a work that we’ll call a “transition”, the massive doses of Entombed’s blasphemous and fierce soul are absolutely present. Just listen to “Eyemaster,” “Wolverine Blues,” and the beautiful, equally enraged “Full of Hell”, the best track of the work, which seems to overwhelm the listener’s ears with a textbook-calculated fury that is compelling, to which it is impossible to remain indifferent.
I always like to remember this album as both the summation and, at the same time, the testament of Entombed, precisely because I believe that, after this one, nothing has managed to fully equal the works of those who, I say as an admirer, could have spared us some disgraceful episodes of their discography, as they were superfluous, useless, and ultimately unworthy of a band with such a sonic caliber.
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
02 Rotten Soil (03:26)
Come down for a minute
Touch the grass on the other side
Meet the devil who is your host
Strike down what you believe in
Get it done with a gun
When I'm in hell you can talk to my ghost
Reach out for what is nothing
The grass is red just for a while
Reason burns behind the wall
It will pass in a minute
Eggs will hatch inside your head
Your little feeble body soon will crawl
Can you feel it itch
Can you feeil it so divine
When blood is pissing down your spine
There's no turning back
Your infected blood will boil
Cuz you walked on rotten soil
Welcome to the real world!
It's hard to take a stand but
It's harder to take a fall
Open the lid of your own casket!
03 Wolverine Blues (02:14)
What you believe
Is the vanity you conceive
What you love u don't pen
To put in a cage is to put to an end
Enamoured of the passion
Life-sucking lust
You will never gain my trust
I'm a misanthropical breed
Insatiable in my need to feed
Utterly fearless
For your luscious flesh
I've got an appetite like a war
And I always hunger for more
Vicious mammal
The blood is my call
Pound for pound
I am the most vicious of all
04 Demon (03:19)
Demon, come live in me
possession, fill me with disease
temptation, a fire set aflame
feral instincts help me go insane
Shameless, searching endlessly
to appease the burning urge in me
hunger of a thousand wolverines
satisfaction by any means
Demon, replace all I've been taught
impulse, erase all second thought
gambling in this carnal game
nothing is all where everything's the same
Trembling in the balance
exploring new extremes
all sweet forms of self-destruction
coming to me in my dreams
Thoughts of cruelty and pain
in my brain - in my blood
lose control of lust and anger
05 Contempt (04:33)
Before my eyes - lies
nothing but lies
I cannot believe the scenes
taking place beneath our skies
It makes me wanna do my time
in a song or on the silver-screen
humanity is the biggest cancer
ever to be seen
Before my eyes - lies
civiliesation
ancient and wicked
destruction in creation
No matter how low you are
there's always someone to look down upon
and it goes
on and on
Emotionless - obscene
but a human life don't mean
anything to me
it's merely a seed of insanity
06 Full of Hell (03:22)
[lyrics: Hellid, music: Hellid]
I've got a 24-lane highway
going straight thru my head
a peace of mind like a brainstorm
and thoughts that knocks me dead
I've got sympathy for the devil
and demon is in my vein
I'm organized chaos
but don't call me stupid I'm insane
At my worst I'm at my best
wide awake but let sanity rest
I'm full of hell
all kinds of hell
I've got a heart like a graveyard
they're dying to get in
I'm from alot of different places
and I'm full of hell and sin
I'm offended by human nature
was told the truth by someone who lied
there are times when not being human
would be a source of inner pride
In my heart and deep within
I've got it's fire under my skin
07 Blood Song (03:24)
[lyrics: Cederlund/Hellid, music: Cederlund/Rosenberg/Andersson]
Drinking blood
a red delightful bloody power
my fatal bite
the art of the blackest hour
I suck your blood
an immense everlasting lust
morning grows
the sun burns me to dust
Your beating heart
gives the flow
in my high
I will let you go
red pulsing rivers
to me from you
but when I'm there
you are through
a vampire
blood desire
gets me higher
an unquenchable fire
Revel in blood
under the moon
give me your blood
it is my doom
it's a power beyond belief
beyond pain
my life's a stream
inside your vein
I suck your blood !
08 Hollowman (04:27)
The hollow sky is red
The race is on
Faces are all dead
The race is on
It's just a matter of time!
Bedrooms are tombs
Cradles are coffins
Tears I cannot shed
A matter of time
A matter of slugs
'Til the rats are fed
Who examines the doctors?
I'm the hollowman...
It's just a matter of bullets
In hollow brain
As I wander slowly
Thru bullet rains
My hollow eyes
Are staring down the hole
Jesus, satan, hitler
Bought my soul
It's rotten and sour
But it's inside of me
I've got faith in the end
But you just can't see
Who examines the doctors?
I'm the hollowman...
10 Out of Hand (03:07)
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!
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