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The new black is unseen.
It is something that hides behind our fictitious reality. It is hidden in every gesture, in every breath, in every damn daily act. Turn on the TV and it's there watching you with the reassuring and vacant eyes of a TV host, you hear it speak on the radio, you can spot it curdled among supermarket shelves, in the perfect garden of your neighbor, among the glossy pages of a magazine, at work, on the street, at home....
We see it every day, you know it exists, it envelops you, it sneaks everywhere, but we pretend not to notice it; you can even smell it, but just the thought is annoying, you can't handle it, too heavy, too invasive, better to concentrate on what you're doing at that moment, even if it has no meaning and is of little importance. But the new black is there, waiting patiently, now or later makes no difference.
A shiny, dazzling black, so dazzling that our eyes have grown accustomed to it and stagger in this source of light, not realizing the disintegration of surrounding matter. Just like the image suggested by the cover of the new album by Strapping Young Lad. The Canadian group does exactly this: it strips the new black and lays it bare before our still bleeding eyes. The result can be twofold: complete ecstasy or disappointment.
Ecstasy: our vision becomes clearer as the minutes roll on and the torment of the new black is underway; "Decimator" pierces our senses, nullifying them, and already frightens us... it's in human nature to fear the crumbling of Earth. "You Suck" comes like an electric shock directly installed in our nervous system, reminding us that we are nothing, complete nullities, a series of zeros lined up and pre-arranged; "Anti Product" reinforces the concept, with its martial and robotic stride, coming to mock us with strings and winds halfway through the piece. The crumbling of the new black is getting faster, we don't realize it in time as an electrical tornado lifts us in the air and hurls us back and forth: sometimes a bit of violence is needed to understand, to grasp, to make a move... and that's exactly what "Wrong Side" does: we are on the wrong side, we know it, try to find an escape route, run, maybe it's not too late, maybe not all bridges have been demolished!
The corridor of the new black is dissolving ever faster, masses of data collapsing and some fragments of the walls detaching, revealing electric blue sound sets: "Far Beyond Metal", "Fucker", and "The New Black".
As the last fragments of the title-track finish coursing through our veins, the new black has been sucked into the vortex it itself created, while, still incredulous and disconnected from the environment, our new Self opens/widens its eyes with serenity but with renewed wonder to never let them darken again by any new black.
No peace for you, little man.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Decimator (02:53)
Penetrate and desecrate my soul
Penetrate and decimate them all
God, have you always be listening to me
Hell has a way with the pros
Give me the strength
Give me the strength now to know
Penetrate and demonstrate your guiding
Every word and every note and everything at all
God hasn't always been listening to me
Hell has a way with the pros
Give me the strength
Give me the strength now to choose
It's in your nature to fear
Fearing the cracks in the earth
SYL!
SYL!
SYL!
SYL!
Yes, it's in your nature to fear
Fearing the cracks in the earth
Oh God, it's human nature
Fearing the cracks in the earth
02 You Suck (02:40)
WHOA
Give us all that you are
I HATE ME!
Give me all that you are!
WHOA YEAHHH!
HELL YEAH!!
WHOA Give us back the temptation
WE HATE YOU
This is not the temptation
WHOA YEAH!!
HELL YEAH!
Tell us how much they fucking suck!
HELL YEAH THEY FUCKING SUCK!
You and your band you fucking suck!
HELL YEAH YOU FUCKING SUCK!
I don't give a fuck you fucking fuck!
HELL YEAH YOU FUCKING SUCK!
Come on tell me how much we fucking suck
HELL YEAH YOU FUCKING SUCK!
Hell yeah we fucking suck!
Hell yeah we fucking suck!
Oh fuck us all!
[solo]
Oh yeah!
HELL YEAH!
WHOA YEAHHHH!!!!
HELL FUCKING YEAH!!!
WHOA
Give us back the temptation
WE HATE YOU!!!
This is not the temptation
Sing it now!
OHHH YEAH!
HELL YEAHHHH!!!
Tell us how much they fucking suck!
HELL YEAH THEY FUCKING SUCK!
Even your girlfriend fucking sucks!
HELL YEAH SHE FUCKING SUCKS!
Oh fuck you you fucking fuck!
HELL YEAH YOU FUCKING SUCK!
Tell me how much you fucking suck!
HELL YEAH WE FUCKING SUCK!
Hell yeah you fucking suck!
Hell yeah you fucking suck!
We are the losers of all that we know!
Fuck us all!
03 Anti Product (03:56)
I am the Anti product, rotten to the core
Sell me, the Anti product, rock me to the core
Sell me, tell me, I'm the only one
I AM THE ANTI PRODUCT, ROCK ME TO THE BONE
I am the Anti product, quantum mechanically pure
So you will show me, be automatic, we must be perfectly sure
Sell me, tell me I'm the chosen one
I AM THE ANTI PRODUCT, ROCK ME TO THE BONE
FOR SALE
I am the Anti product, rotten to the core
Sell me, the Anti product
Rock me to the bone
...to the bone
I AM THE ANTI PRODUCT
WE ARE THE ANTI PRODUCT
ANTI-GODDAMN
04 Monument (04:11)
Because we love you
We return to rock you
Become to
Because you
We want you
Workers are going home
Workers are going home
Once you've been alone
And everybody knows
Work begins alone
Workers are doing time
For you, there's nothing now but time
Once you cross the line
And everything is fine
Work starts in the line
What do we want?
Hate!
Do you want to know why?
Because we love you
We return to rock you
What's the matter, little man?
Uncomfortably you believe (we want you)
What's the matter, little man?
We warned you
So you have mercy
You know why now
Become to
Because you
We want you
We want you
Become so
Be controlled
We want you
We want you
08 Fucker (03:53)
Fuck you
Dance, you fuckers
We're all fired up and ready to go
To give it all up at the metal show
Don't play it up and don't play us some love
Just play this shit on the radio
Fucker
You fucker
Fucker
Get out of my face, get off my case
You're a fucker
You're all fuckers
And I don't fucking care
I've said it before, now I'll say it again
It was all too much for the Alien
So heavy metal, fuck it, rock
We're doing it for you, baby
Fucker
You fucker
Fucker
Get out of my face, get off my case
You're a fucker
You fucker
And I don't fucking care
Watch behind my eyes
Watch behind your face
Just understand it and see the little fucker
Like I give a fuck!
Fucker
You fucker
Fucker
Get out of my face, get off my case
You're a fucker
You're all fuckers
And I don't fucking care
10 Polyphony (01:54)
I know why I fall all the time
I fall in
Just one look in your eyes tells me why it's a lie
I'm falling for
I warned you I'd be right here waiting
I know you're tired
I need you
I've been right here waiting
I know you're trying to go
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