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Rating: Beautiful things have an ugly flaw: they end.
And even I, who am not an excessive admirer of black metal (apart from Ulver), must admit that albums like Welcome to Hell or Black Metal had (and still have) a certain value: that is, the ability to bring to excess the extreme tendency that was beginning to emerge at that time and which would lead to the current bifrontal extreme metal scene (although, as far as I'm concerned, Red by King Crimson took a long time to match in extremism).
However, we're talking about twenty, twenty-five years ago. And time passes. It passes even for Venom, of whose old guard only the good (?) Cronos remains. After a series of unnoticed (and a bit unnoticeable) records and a bit of a hiatus, the trio pulls this Metal Black out of their pockets.
We are not there. Either it's me, or this cd just doesn't work.
Songs that have nothing extreme (it's no coincidence that among the genres there's no "black metal"), a very modern production, just a little dirty (I need to pass some Converge albums to them...), tracks without bite, predictable and banal, with titles like Antichrist, A Good Day To Die, House of Pain, Darkest Realm. If in the early records there was that subtle jovial humor, here there is no slightest trace of it, either you are satanists or little remains of these tracks.
Cronos himself once said [paraphrasing] "playing and meeting more and more people in the scene, I realized that what was to me more than anything else a joke or fun, for many people it is instead a very serious thing, and I was shocked by it" enough to start getting serious. But there's nothing to be done. There's very little serious about this cd.
Failed.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Antechrist (03:28)
Antechrist..
I bare the soul of Satan
I wear a seal of death
I hold the keys to destiny
Steal your dying breath
(Your breath...your breath..your breath)
Staring death in the face
King of inhuman race
Lightning sets the pace
Antechrist
There is no sweet salvation
Your soul belongs to me
A screaming pain, redemption
My angels watch you bleed
(You bleed...you bleed..you bleed)
Staring death in the face
King of inhuman race
Lightning sets the pace
Antechrist
-Solo-
{Under solo}
C'mon, Satan calls you!
Staring death in the face
King of inhuman race
Lightning sets the pace
Antechrist
We sell you pain and anger
And thrive on sex and lies
I summon storms to please me
And you beg to the skies
(The skies...the skies..the skies)
Staring death in the face
King of inhuman race
Lightning sets the pace
Antechrist
08 Assassin (04:45)
Homicidal maniac
No shadow, no name
Ultimate hunter
Paying ultimate game
Patiently awaiting prey
No conscience for his deeds
Deals another death blow
So he, his thirst can feed
Assassin..assassin..assassin
Assassin..assassin..assassin
Psychopathic slayer
Destroyer, blood cold
Ultimate butcher
Playing ultimate show
Matador par excellence
Travels incognito
In his concrete jungle
He's king and it's his world
Assassin..assassin..assassin
Assassin..assassin..assassin
There's no going back
It's time to attack
-Solo-
Assassin..watch them die
Assassin..drain their lives
Assassin..kill the bastard
Assassin..assassin..assassin
Annihilation soldier
Malignant, insane
Ultimate killer
Seeking ultimate fame
Desperado killing spree
A bloodbath night and day
Violent extremist
Pray he don't get your name
Assassin..assassin..assassin
Assassin..assassin..assassin
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