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Rating: The year was 1987 and Sepultura, after their dreadful debut album 'Morbid Vision', released their second work, which is essentially their first true sonic testimony.
Here Sepultura try to imitate Slayer by making a thrash metal album, but since they are technically light years behind, the result is disheartening. Moreover, the album is terribly produced. Max Cavalera’s voice is more or less the same as always, that is, the usual growl. The songs all sound somewhat similar, Max always sings the same way, occasionally there’s a decent solo but nothing special.
The only song worth mentioning is the instrumental The Abyss made with acoustic guitars. Inquisition Symphony is another instrumental track ripped off from Metallica. Specifically from Cliff Burton’s instrumental songs from the first four albums. Obviously, the result is light years behind. The other songs, as already mentioned, are a miserable attempt to mimic Slayer but singing in growl.
Do not buy this album at all.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 To the Wall (05:36)
To the wall - claims the soldier
My last steps march to the dead
Last wills! Hell! This is idiotism
Fuck off to me, fuck off to all of you
To the death - I raise my head
My last moments - it's my existing countdown
A cry for mercy trapped in my throat
But even in hell there's a place for cowards
The burning sun over my head
The troop is comin' - compassion I dismiss
Sentence of death pounding on my back
There's no hiding when you're thrown against the wall
To paradise, the priest is saying... blessing my death
He's standing in front of me... his merciful sight sickens me
He says that soon I'll have my judgement...
I'll kneel down in front of the Lord
And he asks me to regret my sins.. but it's too late
Growling words from the bible... raising my agony
Oh God!... how I'd like to have my hands untied
The wall I'm facing now
Seeing my life going through my eyes
Feeling death behind my back
An acrid taste of defeat tormenting my last years
And when I feel my body being... Punched... Smashed
There's no pain... just silence
My last breath echoing... spreading through the air
My body in pieces.. a stream of blood...
Bloody drops whipping the wall
The silent wall that has understood my silence
The silence that was a prisoner of my soul
Is my soul that now is the ruler of the world
To the wall
03 Escape to the Void (04:38)
The pest in the eyes of death follows us
Through the dirty streets of blood
It begins to eat inside us, decaying our bones
How will we escape if the void covers our lungs?
We are buried in the spewed trash for ourselves
Blood, pain - nothing to say
Why then - must we die?
Escape to the void
Escape to the void
I look at my face on the other side of the mirror
My face falls down in pieces full of worms
I burst my rotten heart with my own hands
I'm dying and I can't help myself
Blood, pain - nothing to say
Why then - must we die?
What have I been running from?
I'm not guilty
You've shown me the worst way
Cause you're my victim... the next one
The pest in the eyes of death follows us
Through the dirty streets of blood
It begins to eat inside us, decaying our bones
How will we escape if the void covers our lungs?
We are buried in the spewed trash for ourselves
Blood, pain - nothing to say
Why then - must we die?
Escape to the void
Escape to the void
05 Screams Behind the Shadows (04:48)
Death comes from the unknown
Darkened by its own existence
The end no longer exists when the spirit leaves the body
Phenomenon that mankind would rather forgot
Shadows and cries
Are found together trapped inside the world
Hateful was your life in the past
To torment someone is your present destiny
I feel pleasure seeing your agony
It burst my insane subconscious
From life I took nothin' but insults
From death I got irrational pleasure
Is it possible to feel satisfied after death?
Yeah, life has marked you with despair and takedown
Death welcomes you as a seed lost in oblivion
As a bastard son the world has rejected
Life betrays you on each step
On each body that faces you
On each soul that meets you
On each tomb that is closed
06 Septic Schizo (04:31)
At the time of my last pain
I scream, so I can run away
What I see in front of me
Is only the reflection of my insanity
Throwing me to the present
Alone almost is despair
My head throws itself against the wall
Making my blood flow free of me
To be born again, it'll be a sad destiny
To seek death when it's inside of myself
I throw up trying to put it out
I try to sleep sitting on the cold ground
Reminders from the past
Repulsion of the present
Fear of the future
Septic Schizo [X3]
Stained by blood on the face
I see that my life goes by in front of me
As an old movie, I feel not proud of anything
I've done
I scorn myself with anguish
My nerves are blowing
Inside of me my skin burns
I sink my toes on the ground
I wanna quit; but I don't wanna enter another place
I'm marked and wounded, the decaying of my throughts
The rotten smell on my skin
The cold body, thrown and forgotten
I can see the things, but I'm blinded to the world...
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