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Rating: The Red Chord are not just a band; they are a wounded beast, a hunted animal, but also a fierce creature thirsty for blood and ready to attack any living form within reach just to survive. The Red Chord will never let go of the bone until they have stripped it clean, and the proof comes from the examination of what is their discographic triad so far released by the Massachusetts formation. First, the ferocious debut with "Fused Together In Revolving Doors" (released by Robotic Empire), then the significant leap in popularity and unaltered sound slaughter achieved with "Clients" and the contract with Metal Blade, and now the definitive confirmation with the new "Prey For Eyes". It is hard to imagine going further (and doing better) along this same musical path, but this problem will arise when Mike "Gunface" McKenzie and company have to compose the next album; for now, we delight in being razed to the ground by the fourteen new tracks. If in the previous work, the grind/death/hardcore sound based in noise rock constituted an absolutely impenetrable, compact, and compressed whole beyond all rational reasonableness, with "Prey For Eyes", while maintaining the primary amalgam unaltered and that sense of controlled schizophrenia, they have slightly loosened the steel chains that enclosed them in a bunker proofed against atomic explosion and have given a more sludge/epic imprint to the compositions. The result is a grand mix, capable of constantly attacking but also delivering unexpected surprises like the instrumental "It Came From Over There" (hinting at Zombi, the stratospheric band from Relapse).
The Red Chord take no prisoners, and the few survivors are tortured to the extreme consequences. Mind-blowing!
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 Dread Prevailed (03:16)
If you had not committed such acts a curse like me would not be sent upon you. God cannot be captured in house of brick and stone. Commanding the thoughts of millions. Now the day of dread has come. Disfigured there faces? Nothing will save you. You have the nerve. You will be added to the pile of friends behind you. As we storm the ramparts. Your flesh will be my earth. Fell the voice of thunder. The time of dread ash come. Feel the weight of millions of crashing down on your kingdom. armies of million. I am the law! The bodies fill the void. You think your sly? You're not. Mountains and homes crumble. Your death will be mine. Bodies lay broken. Penance fills the air. The wind will take it all away in time. All the false icons turned to dust to persecute for the cruelty. The greed. Old man speak for yourself. Not for me. They satiate. The indulge. This is to prove a point. Armies of millions. I am the law. All false icons, Turned to dust. Don't you dare speak for me. I can speak on my own. Dread will prevail. Dread will prevail.
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