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Benediction
« Organised Chaos »
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1 | Suicide Rebellion
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| 2 | Stigmata
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| 3 | Suffering Feeds Me
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| 4 | Diary Of A Killer
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| 5 | The Temple Of Set
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| 6 | Nothing On The Inside
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| 7 | Easy Way To Die
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| 8 | Don't Look In The Mirror
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| 9 | This Graveyard Earth
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| 10 | Charon
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| 11 | I Am The Disease
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| 12 | Organised Chaos |
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Dave Hunt - vocals
Darren Brookes - guitars
Peter Rew - guitars
Frank Healy - bass
Neil Hutton - drums |
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| 1. Suicide Rebellion
Scale the walls of hopelessness
Lungs breath blackened tar
Abusive instinct takes control
No more hope left under darkened star
Staring down a bottomless pit
No escape, no way out
The only way through is down
Cannot speak, cannot move
Inarticulate, we drown
Failu |
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Нда, думал все будет наоборот, а приходиться вымучивать слова. Я даже не предполагал, что группа, которая считается культовой и известной еще сначала 90-х годов, создаст такой «шедевр». То ли на это повлиял как-то уход Dave Ingram или наоборот приход Dave, правда, уже другого, по фамилии Hunt, который занял место своего коллеги. Не знаю. Сразу после первой песни стало понятно, что у ребят что-то не пошло, что-то не поехало. Вокал оказался очень похож на старый Бинидиктовский, хотя, как сказали сами музыканты, приход нового человека очень повлиял на творчество группы, он внес новые идеи. Опять же не знаю, что-то новых идей я здесь не наблюдаю. Какой-то безвкусный death metal с некоторыми довольно интересными вещами в двух песнях. Вот и все. Все как-то звучит совершенно не живо, без энергии, без эмоций. Просто сложилось такое впечатление, что музыканты находятся на репетиции у себя дома. Как говорится, дело было вечером, делать было нечего. Вот и собрались бравые ребята из Benediction и записали очередное творение, которое назвали очень гордо «Организованный Хаос». Что приятного, так это картинка. Такую работу художника не грех дома на стене повешать и людям показывать. Картинка без всяких мясных частей. Не буду ее описывать, и так кто хотел, знает. Да, совсем невнятный дэт альбом, ничем таким культовым не являющийся. Совершенно не порадовала меня эта работа , хотя гитары предлагают нам выверенную годами риффолгию Benediction. Всё как обычно, но релиз ни капельки не цепляет. Из всего этого сборища песен, которых здесь 12, хотелось бы выделить две. Это "Suicide Rebellion" и "Don’t Loor in Wirror". Вот и вся рецензия, не убавить, не прибавить. Выделить какие-либо другие особенности данного релиза не представляется возможным. Их нет. Оценка этому альбому будет заслуженная 6 и не выше. Релиз рекомендуется для ярых поклонников этой английской команды. Вот и всё. |
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К сожалению, случилось то, что мы предполагали и чего боялись. Плод трехлетнего ожидания, новый альбом “Organized Chaos” продемонстрировал нам, что с уходом Дэйва Ингрэма музыка Benedictiоn утратила львиную долю своей неповторимости, шика и изящества. Сыграно-то, в принципе, по старому – даже вокал похож – и именно поэтому диск слушается как сборник вещей Benedictiоn времен “The Dreams You Dread” и “Grind Bastard”, не включенных в эти релизы по причине своей «серости» и посредственности. Весьма средний дэтовый альбом, состоящий из двенадцати мало чем отличающихся друг от друга композиций. Не спасают ситуацию даже акустические переборы в одной из песен. В общем, хоть и далеко еще до теперешней Sepultur’ы суровым бирмингемцам, но еще одна такая работа – и Benedictiоn можно будет смело хватать за шкирман и волочь к истокам дэт-металла – на кладбище. Приобретать этот диск рекомендуется исключительно в коллекционных целях. |
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Ну не то чтобы совсем хана, но временами кажется, что около того. Предыдущий альбом был хорош и даже чуть более чем хорош, хотя многие почему-то его не очень приняли. Здесь же всё то же, только отполированное до безличия. Хотя стаж, звук и всё же достаточно узнаваемые телеги Benediction не позволяют данной работе отправиться на свалку, тем не менее на следующем хотелось бы услышать хотя бы пару новых ходов. |
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Мне обещали, что здесь будет возврат к старому BENEDICTION! И сильно обманули!
Но будем объективными! И обо всем скажем по порядку!
Я паталогически не могу привыкнуть к тому, что группа играет не death, а trash! Это изгадило и погребло великолепную группу!
Альбом можно разделить на две неравные части:
1) 3/4 - Совершенно скучный и занудный трэш! Да еще кое-где с речетативом! Не особо скоростной!
2) 1/4 - Эту часть мы рассмотрим чуть подробнее! Да здесь, как несомненные плюсы присутвует некоторые, едва уловимые остатки атмосферы и драйва времен "Transcend the Rubicon"! Даже в лирике по всему альбому в некоторых местах проскакивают фразы содержащие названия песен с ТОГО альбома!
Но и без того довольна простая музыка BENEDICTION стала еще проще, исчезла мощь! Да и пресловутый драйв стал, как у Motorhead! Тексты стали уже вполне trasherскими! Новый вокалист мог бы и до старого дотянуть, да видно, не велят ему! |
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Life of swine become disease
Better and twisted inside
Worship my god of fear
Face the facts, everything dies in the end
Always brave on the outside
Smiling in the face of despair
Blood courses through constricted veins
Silent screams, gasping for air
Burning blade enters prepared skin
Crimson life flows from within
Welcoming releasing blood
Rivers deep to the desperate sea
Flow...
Yet choices made are not reversed
Persistence in the face of nothingness
Courage to endure despair
Survive, revenge, redress
Floods of blood wash nothing clean
Begin within on the path to redeem
Locking back at a beleaguered past
Something inside changed
So much time ahead
So much that can be done
Speaking words in unknown tongues
Presaging armageddon's son
Pressure building up inside
Something has no give
Vanquish all fear, nowhere to hide
Become the master, choose to live
I choose to damn well live!
Never more to be trodden down
Before noone to kneel
Heart, once frozen, trapped in ice
Now boiling molten steel!
Highest self to vindicate
All cause of doubt to eradicate
Seize control, force mental state
Seconds counting down to detonate
Return to those who would oppress
The way of advance lies through regress
Old enemies made to feel violent caress
Pay it all back with interest
At last, it seems, a return to peace
Destructive urges finally cease
There's still anger, but now it's part of me
I'll never die so easily!
2. Stigmata
They will bear my mark
I can not be stopped
This mission sent from god
To teach these poor lost souls to die
There a moment of stillness before the attack
Silence surrounds and invades me
I have had vision, men covered in blood
Stigmata – their hands and feet bleed
A terrifying sight, but my heart is galvanized
The will of the Lord becomes clear
In her panic stricken, pleading eyes
Please don't cry, child, it can't be helped
I do this because I must
You blood will cleanse the souls of mankind
And your body cleans me of my lust
This quivering child
An image of the holiest ghost
Inebriated with pain
She's bleeding to death
You cannot save yourself
Salvation comes through me
This is for your own good
Now stop crying, just bleed...
A Korda's Benediction
By the Father's grace
Abyssus abyssum invocat
Hell calls hells disgrace
Forgive us father, for we are sin
Though I strive to repent
As a blood soaked angel she is hung
Semen, god and skin
Screaming in the bloodied sea
Fathomless, so deep
Travestied crucifixion
Tainted by impure hands...
Stigmata, mark of god
Innocence corrupted
Paranoid, the drugged mind
Absolution inflicted
Stigmata, mark of god
Killing, salvation
The final sacrament
Ot is only in death we are saved
3. Suffering Feeds Me
Deep in the darkest mental recess
There dwelt a force within the abscess
That you called fear
You were never alone
One final victim's dying dreams
An ecstasy of filth and screams
Emancipated nightmares
On a bloodied floor of dead prayers
In the walls you've built around your feeble mind
I'll sleep through the cracks
Think of me as something you can control
But not predict the backlash
Suppressed inside, pent up terror mounts
You created me
Ghastly automaton exacerbates your plight
Your suffering feeds me!
Now we, we are become the force
The denotative urge
Irrepressible the slayers revolt
O how this worms have turned
Forever repressed, imprisoned for being born
Antimony incarnate
The bastard, prodigal son returns
Bearing gifts to decimate
No more the false enlightenment
Only your death
Revealed
Blood seeking redress
You cry out all you like
There's noone to care
Rotting in a prison that you built from lies
Revisiting your crimes at source
With not a shred of regret
You brought this torture upon yourself
Suffering pain begets
Inflict no more, you wretched fool
Your time is it an end
Divinity a forsaken dream
A rubicon you'll never transcend
4. Diary Of A Killer (Fuck Them All)
Maybe it's been just one of those days
When I've had about as much as I can take
I've tried so hard, tried so hard to be good
But the world just threw it back in my face
Pick yourself up, dust yourself off
Lust in time for the next kick in the teeth
And I find one tiny bit of release
They'll try to cure me, like I'm some kind of fucking disease
Slammed by the wrecking ball once again
I'm driven into the concrete
I'm getting used to the taste of dust
But I'm still standing on my own two feet
This time I'll show them all
I'll loose it all in drink and drugs
Just to ease a little bit of the pain
You dissapprove but I don't give a fuck
Sometimes I got to escape or I'll go insane
They've kicked me like a scolded dog
And all I ever did was laugh
Told me a thousand times to bow
But I'll bow to none, they should know by now
I'll bow... I'll bow to none
I'm tired of crawling over broken glass
Tired of choking on my teeth
This time I'll take matters into my own hands
Nothing will ever break me again
Nothing
This time I'll show them all
(So fuck them, fuck them all)
They'll never break us, we'll never conform
(So fuck them, fuck them all)
Never chain us with their fucked up laws
(So fuck them, fuck them all)
I am too proud, you'll never see me crawl
(So fuck them, fuck them all)
Destroy the lies, their pride will fall
There's a million whores in ivory towers
And I'll fuck every one some day
I'll kill again and again
Better to burn out than fade away
You'll never fade away
5. Temple Of Set
Temple of Set
Exorcise inadequacy
Depravity disrepair
Alleviate unthinking plight
Ontologically unfair
Dualistic minds
In a twisted reality
Flesh and senses reunite
Monodichronic consanity
Existence is confinement
Borders to be cast down
The coward's laws lie raped
A butchered priest lies phone
Betrayer, know that we'll respect
No laws but our fucking own
Rusted edifice
Neolithic dreamtime's end
Seize the source
Salvation's divident
Reap the beheld
Reborn through force of will
We're witnessing the end of time
In the temple of Set
Converge within the primacy
Contiguity once more
The disparate remade a whole
Elimination flawed
Carnal desire rules
Lust for flesh dominates
Only flesh dominates
All barriers overruled
We are one
Committed to no supine god
State of permanent confusion
Come join the bacchanalian feast
Orgiastic, all pleasures perversely released
No law to deny us our lust
All that which was divine
Blasted into dust!
In the temple of Set
6. Nothing On The Inside
There is nothing on the inside
A well of emptiness and pain
So totally alone he waits
The rabid dog will have it's day
Revenge is sweet
Retribution bought with a gun
Despised and reviled
Rejection relived within
The beast of hatred born inside
Distorted, disfigured hero's scream
Shattering the silence
Never surrender, never peace
Source bought with blood
Silence the screams with a hail of lead
Vent aggression on the young and pure
There's so alive, but soon to be no more
Burn loving home to ashen shell
Teach the world to know his hell
No more question, no more rules or cause
Pathetic crying ends
Wallowing in misery
Stalk the streets of youth
Forbidden memories of soul starvation
Blast away familiar sights
Erase the sleeping past
Control
Cannot stem the angry tide
Crushed by hatred's weight
There's sorrow for those who have died
Random lives to obviate
Revenge is sweet
Retribution bought with a gun
Solace bought with blood
Silence the screams with a hail of lead
Bullet enters mindless brain
You die as you deserve
Pathetic fuck on a pool of blood
Expires alone in despair
You'll see the world will have it's revenge
Fate's blackened smile
A world of pain to balance the scales
For you who's walked anarchy's mile
7. Easy Way To Die
You'll get a taste of the forbidden fruit
Of what I have to give
Temptation can be so sweet
To feel what it's like to truly live
All the depravity
All the crime and sin
But when it's over you'll be begging me
To push the needle in
Drift away, float from the world
Noone really cares
Pleasure/pain, there's just no divide
Beyond the limits of the human mind
Just one more time, it's really making sense
Ruinous, yet so immense
Dreaming as you gasp for air
Fall away from a life of care
Sink into a lifeless state
The greatest high to recreate
There's poison flowing through your veins
Some choices when they've made can't be erased
Try to forget yourself
And so shall the world
The sweetest pain is no divine
Perception's depth in slow decline
Take the hit, get the high
Take the easy way to die
All the depravity
All the crime and sin
But when it's over you'll be begging me
To push the needle in
8. Don't Look In The Mirror
There's an animal inside of you (don't look in the mirror)
Banish it from your mind (the face in the mirror)
Execrate the willing state (don't look in the mirror)
Desecrate the pure of fate
You think you're safe – you cannot hide
Deep within – see what's inside
Disfunctional civility
Ultraviolent dream...
So polite, so fair to all
You've just so fucked up
Withered and smail
Doff the hat, play the game
While all the time you're playing just for your own gain
Aggressive creature, you're not so divine
Open your heart to the killer inside
Lex Talionis inside you keep
Laughing as your enemies weep
Laughing as your enemies weep
Eyes for eyes and teeth for teeth
Revealing in what lies beneath
Savagery the real law
Give as good as you get
Settle the score
You think you're safe – you cannot hide
Deep within – see what's inside
Disfunctional civility
Ultraviolent dream...
Smiling as your enemies scream
Hide your face from the mirror, avoid the truth
But you can never hide from the beast inside of you
You want to feel disgust
But deep within it's truly lust
Give in to the animal revealed
And to the beast inside you yield!
9. The Graveyard Earth
Since the dawn of time the clock's been ticking
Ultimately flawed, man could never survive
An unhealing wound in the side of the earth
A rotten canker that assumes it's divine
There's no divinity in man, just flesh and blood
When you die you do nothing but rot
The blind path leads onward to extinction
Genetic time bomb detonates – armageddon
This graveyard earth, disaster waiting to happen
A brave new world, with no more need for guilt
Freedom at last, break the chains of oppression
No meaning in the end, so do as thou wilt
2000 years of slavery
The time has come, revolution's at hand
A storm of fire, that will ignite the earth
My will's my own, not some god's to command!
I am my own god!
So now we reclaim what is rightfully ours
All gods be damned, nothing stands in our path
Liberated, eyes open wide we are
No more a race of fools, we are but flesh for the worms
A war continues in the name of destruction
No quarter ever given, no quarter allowed
Compromise a word with no meaning for us
In the cries of the enemy let justice be found
And so we stand in the light of a new dawn
Nuclear fires scorching the horizon
The time ahead become a time of rebirth
To recreate man in the image of man
Fuck you all, you won't make me believe
Your foolish prophecies only good to deceive
I'll kill myself before you make me agree
With a single fucking word you say...
You'll never make me believe!
Never...
10. Charon
There's a price we all pay to Charon
A price we pay for the ride
You're damned if you do, damned if you don't
Nothing remains but emaciated pride
The urge for self destruction
Again drags you into the pit
Bristling with agony once more
A voice deep inside your head screams “FUCK IT!”
Spiralling annihilation
Descent into the abyss
A boiling, blackened violence and hatred
Some fucker's gonna pay for this!
A victimless crime of passion
Or rape of mind and soul
Or the bastard even destroys himself
Violence and drugs to fill the aching hole
The aching hole
Consume to liberate
Pour liquid fire on the pain
Years of frustration finally went
A hate so strong it's driven me insane
Anyone could be the target
And I've got time to kill...
How far salvation seems from me now
One last laugh at anyone who can feel
11. I Am The Disease
In a world of noones
I'll be the freak
Turn and hide from the mask you see
Misshapen face of fear
I will be your obscenity
I will be the depraved
I will be your deepest fear
That lights the dark that you so crave
Created in honnor, in honnor to live
Invisible, terror descends
The deepest fear come true
One false move and you know you'll fall
The abyss of nightmares gapes below you
Hideous to look upon
A deformed face, a bastard son
A pantomime, a colourful tale
Yet in this theatre, no beauty prevails
How could they do this to me?
My Lord, he never cared
Screaming for help and I was not saved
Tried to trust but I found despair
They have despised me since the day I was born
Reviled by truth, their minds too small
Tearing open blinded sightless eyes
Only death is real – the true demise
Unquenchable thirst never slaked
Set loose the storm within me
It rages on
I'll obliterate all you doubters
With my hammers of twisted truth
Drive the nails deeper into your hands
Feed the sickness, destroying you
Vomit the beast upon the unsuspecting world
Surprise on their faces is joy to behold
Try to silence me, but killing me now won't work
Eternal – heretics forever speak
I am the disease
I am that which rots inside
Festering within
There is no cure for my plague
And though I die in vain
I die with open eyes
Take the grave this sight from me
Sweet silence of the obscene
Spectre of insanity looms
Burning pain consumes me
Vile hatred, the truth will out
Heaving flesh, mine to create
Unquenchable thirst never slaked
Set loose the storm within me
It rages on
And it will rage forever more!
12. Organized Chaos
Abstract anger, the hateful game
Injecting drugs of chaos again
A stand-up addict, I cannot control
A seething mass, and it's all falling down
Relative, isolated
Some great truth unfound
Cruelty, unhealthy obsession
Nihilism screams – fuck the world!
New breed!
Where is the new breed?
One more shot, a last cigarette...
...for tomorrow we die
Existence as punishment
Unspeakable, unthinkable belief
So jack up and wither
In your pretext vortex
Maggot addict, on the floor again
It is yours to undercome
Mislocated, the place, the wrong time
Sinews ripped by talons
Filthy, broken, inadequate
Feel the worms under your skin
New breed...
Here is your new breed of spite!
Derision, I hear the laugh
A worm is in your gust, writhing
Effacing the face of disgust
I have nothing to lose
I will gave as I have received
No second hand justice hare
The shattered empire of the real
Dystopic nightmare is born again
Exorcise the demon
Abandon all hope, ye who enter her
Terrifying eyes, they see too much
Alone, sweating, madness, fear
An image of abject suffering
Never to flourish, never to grow
Toiling in the darkness
Kneel and scrape in the dirt
Articulate such misery
Wretched feculent hole
A tearstained smile, a glimmer of hope
Crushed like all the rest
New breed
Where is the new breed...?