A highly anticipated album, as evidenced by the reviews present just a day after its release here on DeBaser.
An album eagerly awaited by fans and critics, one in which Metallica seemed to have to prove they are still the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Is it? At the discretion of each of our subjective tastes, maybe so. According to mine, unfortunately not. Certainly not a terrible album. A mediocre album.
But I didn't even expect this, from a drummer who no longer knows what hits to give, a former alcoholic singer who no longer has a voice, and a lead guitarist without ideas. They are now approaching 50 years old. Expecting an album that mirrors their old glories, without considering their musical maturation and stylistic changes, is absurd.

Let's start with the actual review. The first track, "That Was Just Your Life", opens with heartbeats, something I didn't expect. The initial riffs are good, as is the first sung part, very energetic, but the chorus is unfortunate—not terrible, but perhaps one of the weak points of the whole album.
All the tracks are around 8 minutes, except for the instrumental one, which is 10. This also contributes to making this album a mediocre and tiring album. The second track doesn't stand out much; the solo seems to lack imagination and is a bit too messy (note, not raw, but messy), but they recover a little with the third track "Broken, Beat & Scarred". Unfortunately, right after that comes the ballad. It starts with a simplistic melody that sounds like those midi tracks for old consoles. I don't like it much; it's a shame, as there are some good riffs, but the excessive length and lack of ideas (some parts remind me of old gems) make it a stale song.

"All Nightmare Long" is, in my opinion, one of the best songs on the CD. The singing starts after two minutes of good riffs, and the drumming seems sensible. A bit of an intense track, but very thrash. Here too, to ruin everything, comes the chorus combined with excessive length. What a shame, it really could have been a beautiful song.
The next one, "Cyanide", I just can't listen to. It must be James's vocal line that, in my opinion, shows his worst. Towards the end, with the repetitive riffs and chorus, it becomes monotonous.
Pathetic is the sad "The Unforgiven III" which starts with a piano that reminds me of Yann Tiersen and then falls into banality for the rest of its duration. The lyrics are predictable, melodies that feel recycled and don't seem to fit well together, and again there's the issue of length and James's voice, which just can't anymore.

"Judas Kiss" raises the level again, as "All Nightmare Long" did before, and the following "Suicide & Redemption" isn't too disappointing even if it's really too long and contains some unfortunate and predictable passages. The last track, to conclude, "My Apocalypse" seems neither here nor there to me, neither among the worst nor the best, and it doesn't speak to me much. It starts with a riff I find rather irritating, and it seems like a mix of other old songs. Many of the solos on this CD are poorly played or lack imagination, and James's voice, without its dose of rawness, is just too high and not very suited to this type of music, especially in the way he uses it. The bassist does his job without too many expectations, certainly not a Cliff Burton, less charismatic but more talented than the good Jason, however.

In short, not a complete flop like "St Anger", not as poor as "Reload", but still too little, too little. I would have given it 2.5, but since there are no half ratings, I'll give it a 3. Nothing exceptional, but something good can be seen.

Tracklist Lyrics and Videos

01   That Was Just Your Life (05:04)

Like A Siren In My Head That Always
Threatens To Repeat
Like A Blind Man That Is Strapped
Into The Speeding Driver’s Seat
Like A Face
That Learns To Speak
When All It Knew Was How To Bite

Like A Misery That Keeps Me Focused
Though I’ve Gone Astray
Like An Endless Nightmare That
I Must Awaken From Each Day
Like Conviction
A Premonition
Not Worthy Of
So I Deny
I Deny

I Blind My Eyes
And Try To Force It All Into Place
I Stitch Them Up
See Not My Fall From Grace
I Blind My Eyes
I Hide And Feel It Passing Me By
I Open Just In Time To Say Goodbye

Almost Like Your Life
Almost Like Your Endless Fight
Curse The Day Is Long
Realize You Don’t Belong
Disconnect Somehow
Never Stop The Bleeding Now
Almost Like Your Fight
And There It Went
Almost Like Your Life

Like A Wound That Keeps On Bleeding
To Remind Me Not To Think
Like A Raging River Drowning When
I Only Need A Drink
Like A Poison
That I Swallow
But I Want The World To Die

Like A Release From Prison
That I Didn’t Know I Was In
Like A Fight To Live The Past I Prayed
To Leave
From Way Back Then
Like A General
Without A Mission
Until The War Will Start Again
Start Again

I Blind My Eyes
And Try To Force It All Into Place
I Stitch Them Up
See Not My Fall From Grace
I Blind My Eyes
I Hide And Feel It Passing Me By
I Open Just In Time To Say Goodbye

[Solo]

Like A Touch From Hell To Feel How Hot
That It Can Get If You Get Caught
Like A Strike From Heaven Turns That Key
And Brings You Straight Down To Your Knees

Like A Touch From Hell To Feel How Hot
That It Can Get If You Get Caught
Like A Strike From Heaven To Reprieve
That Brings You Straight Down To Your Knees

Almost Like Your Life
Almost Like Your Endless Fight
Curse The Day Is Long
Realize You Don’t Belong
Disconnect Somehow
Never Stop The Bleeding Now
Almost Like Your Fight
And There It Went
Almost Like Your Life
That Was Just Your Life.

02   The End of the Line (04:50)

03   Broken, Beat & Scarred (04:02)

You rise.
You fall.
You’re down, then you rise again.
What don’t kill you make you more strong.
You rise.
You fall
You're down, then you rise again.
What don’t kill you make you more strong.
Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don’t kill you make you more strong.
Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don’t kill you make you more strong....

Through black days
Through black nights
Through pitch black insides

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show... your... scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show... your... scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
But we die hard.

The dawn,
The death,
The fight to the final breath.
What don’t kill you make you more strong.
The dawn,
The death,
The fight to the final breath.
What don’t kill you make you more strong.
Dawn, death, fight, final breath.
What don’t kill you make you more strong.
Dawn, death, fight, final breath.
What don’t kill you make you more strong.

They scratch me
They scrape me
They cut and rape me

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show... your... scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show... your... scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
But we die hard

[Solo]

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show... your... scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show... your... scars.
Bleeding your soul in a hard luck story.
Show... your... scars.
Spilling your blood in the hot sun’s glory.
Show... your... scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
We die hard.

We die hard.
We die hard.

04   The Day That Never Comes (03:56)

05   All Nightmare Long (06:00)

Luck. Runs. Out.

Crawl from the wreckage one more time.
Horrific memory twists the mind.
Dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn.
Path of destruction feel it burn.

Still life… incarnation.
Still life… infamy.

Hallucination. Heresy.
Still you run, what’s to come, what’s to be?

Cause we hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long

Yeah!

Luck. Runs. Out.
You crawl back in,
But your luck runs out.

Luck. Runs. Out.

The light that is not light is here
To flush you out with your own fear
You hide, you hide but will be found
Release your cript without a sound

Still life… immolation.
Still life… infamy.

Hallucination. Heresy.
Still you run, what’s to come, what’s to be?

Cause we hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long

Yeah!

Luck. Runs. Out.
You crawl back in, but your luck runs out.

1, 2, 3, GO!!!

Then you crawl back in,
Into your obsession.
Never to return.
This is your confession.

Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long

Yeah!

Luck. Runs. Out.
You crawl back in, but your luck runs out.
Your luck runs out.

06   Cyanide (03:42)

Sleep and dream of this
Death angel's kiss
Brings final bliss
Come believe me!

Empty they say
Death, won't you let me stay?
Empty they say
Death, hear me call your name?
Oh, call your name!

Suicide, I've already died
You're just the funeral I've been waiting for
Cyanide, living dead inside
Break this empty shell for ever more

Wait, wait patiently
Your death-black wings
Unfolding sleep
Spreading on me

Empty they say
Death, won't you let me stay?
Empty they say
Death, hear me call your name
Oh, call your name!

Suicide, I've already died
You're just the funeral I've been waiting for
Cyanide, living dead inside
Break this empty shell for ever more

Say, is that rain or are they tears?
That stained your concrete face for years
The crying, weeping, shedding strife
Year after year, life after life

A narrow freshly broken ground
A concrete angel laid right down
Upon the grave which swallows fast
It's peace at last
Oh, peace at last

Empty they say
Death, won't you let me stay?
Empty they say
Death, hear me call your name
Oh, call your name

Suicide, I've already died
You're just the funeral I've been waiting for
Cyanide, living dead inside
Break this empty shell for ever more

Forevermore!
Forevermore!
It's just the funeral I've been waiting for!

07   The Unforgiven III (04:28)

08   The Judas Kiss (05:39)

When the world has turned its back
When the days have turned pitch black
When the fear abducts your tongue
When the fire's dead and gone

So what now?
Where do I head?

When you think it's all said and done

When you are the ostracized
Selfish ridden dead goodbyes
Twisting of the tourniquet
When the pieces never fit

So what now?
Where do I head?

When you think it's all said and done

Bow down
Sell your soul to me
I will set you free
Pacify your demons
Bow down
Surrender unto me
Submit infectiously
Sanctify your demons
Into abyss
You don't exist
Cannot resist
The Judas Kiss

When the storm has blacked your sky
Intuition crucify
When the ego strips your reign
Assassinate the living flame

So what now?
Where do I head?

When you think it's all said and done

Venom of a life insane
Bites into your fragile vein
Internalize and decimate
Patronize and complicate

So what now?
Where do I head?

When you think it's all said and done

Bow down
Sell your soul to me
I will set you free
Pacify your demons
Bow down
Surrender unto me
Submit infectiously
Sanctify your demons
Into abyss
You don't exist
Cannot resist
The Judas Kiss

Judas lives, recite this vow
I've become your new God now

Followed you from dawn of time
Whispered thoughts into your mind
Watched your towers hit the ground
Lured your children never found
Helped your kings abuse their crown
In the heart of feeble man
Plant the seed of my own plan
The strong and powerful will fall
Find a piece of me in all.....

Inside you all,

So, bow down
Sell your soul to me
I will set you free
Pacify your demons
Bow down
Surrender unto me
Submit infectiously
Sanctify your demons
Into abyss
You don't exist
Cannot resist
The Judas Kiss

09   Suicide & Redemption (06:27)

[Instrumental]

10   My Apocalypse (04:09)

Claustrophobic
Crawl out of this skin
Heart explosive
Reach in, pull that pin

Fear thy name: extermination
Desecrating hail of fire

So we cross that line
Into the grips
Total eclipse
Suffer unto my apocalypse

Deadly vision
Prophecy reveal
Death magnetic
Pulling closer still

Fear thy name: annihilation
Desolating hail of fire

So we cross that line
Into the grips
Total eclipse
Suffer unto my apocalypse

My apocalypse

Go

Crushing metal, ripping skin.
Tossing body, mannequin.
Spilling blood, bleeding gas.

Mangled flesh, snapping spine.
Dripping bloody valentine.
Shatter face, spitting glass.

Split apart
Split apart
Split apart
Spit
Spit it out.

What makes me drift a little bit closer?
Dead man takes the steering wheel.
What makes me know it’s time to cross over?
Born to repeat until I feel.

See through the skin, bones they all rattle.
Future and past, they disagree.
Flesh falls away, bones they all shatter.
I start to see the end. In. Me.

See the end in me.

Claustrophobic
Crawl out of this skin
Heart explosive
Reach in, pull that pin

Violate, annihilate
All wounds unto my eyes
Obliterate, exterminate
As life itself denied

Fear thy name as hell awakens
Destiny inhale the fire

But we’ve crossed that line
Into the grips
Total eclipse
Suffer unto my apocalypse

Tyrant awaken my apocalypse.
Demon awaken my apocalypse.
Heaven awaken my apocalypse.
Suffer forever my apocalypse.

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