prosaic materialists / rudimentary bodies

by THROWERS

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THROWERS "prosaic materialists / rudimentary bodies" 10"
vendetta records # 66

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released December 20, 2014

4 long songs of chaotic hardcore with the typical leipzig influence...be ready to get overrun by these 4 maniacs...

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Track Name: koloss
Between the lines there is something written.
Not spoken out loudly but it’s there.
False harmony surrounds us.
Makes us hate without sharing words.
Feelings projected into another world.

Hereafter as a prophet of anger and violence
Embraced by potential hate
Exploition
Hypocritical
Scenario fear


They´re not like us, they only exist.
Ordinary days in their preset ways
Significant roles like playing with dolls.

Scenario fear

Witnesses along the way of banality celebrating self-centered power
They´re not like us, they only exist.
Track Name: reflection
I´m losing my faith
This room is a prison
Chained in this room
The reflection I can hear them saying.
You are only here to kill

Is this the mirror of myself?
What is the reason?

Demons around me drag me down
Cannot live a normal life
No one can imagine how it feels.
I´m losing my faith
This room is a prison
Chained in this room

Is this the mirror of myself?
What is the reason?

Mirror, please relevate me, if I´ve screwed it up,

You are only here to kill!
The reflection I can hear them saying.
Track Name: raven
The wind is whispering his story into my ear.
Mussels isolate my sense
Save me from what is happening here

Defense as a mechanism
Revenge as a consequence for misanthropic feelings within myself

They seem like bodies of Lost souls.
A world, unrestrained structures.

Why do they exist?
Why are they there?
Where is the error located?

Ravens, they walk with me through landscapes of false identity.
They guide me towards a new path so far away from meaninglessness.
But where am I heading?
Track Name: void
A day during wintertime that I will never forget
A journey filled with expectation.
I was filled with expectation.
Damn shake it leaves me staggering.

The years have made it blurry.
Ordinary days are behemoths and I’m their meal.
Violence and abuse as a defense

Beautiful memory, where have you gone?
You got stuck in the past

Pictures that express passion turn into hollow phrases.
All that remains is despair

Stay together?
Never stay together!
This is the end of a season.
Four years. Never be forgotten

Four years. Not More.