The Dissonant Choir Vol. 1

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Hi friends.

This is the fourth release of 'The Death Of A Modernist' and the first of the 'Dissonant Choir' volumes which is dedicated to showcasing chaotic and dissonant driven artists.

A massive 'thank you' goes out to all the amazing labels & artists who agreed to participate in this project and to each of you for taking the time to listen.

I hope you all enjoy listening to The Dissonant Choir Vol. 1. Please spread the word, download and share this mix tape with all of your friends.

Lastly... if you enjoy any of these artists, please do support them. Any little gesture will go a long way. They are all amazingly talented and deserve your attention.

Keep it noisy!

T.

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released June 30, 2014

Cover Artwork :: Uncharted Maps

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Track Name: The Armed - Culture Faded
Not the hero
Just the clutch
Suffer on a stage while the crowd eats it up.
Living a legend of martyrdom - all of it lies

Not the fairest
Not the first
Just stuck out at sea and still dying of thirst
Living but willing to die just to feel alive

Culture faded
Wake Up

All the promise
All for naught
Just waiting in fear and abandoning trust
Living for self-preservation one check at a time

Terror wasted
Context lost
Abandoning ideas only as thought
Waiting and waiting, just fading and fallen away

And as for my sins
I will
Be absolved
As for my anger
Well that just grows

With waste
And fear
To lust
The need
To be
Some body else
The thought
That lies
Will build
You up
To bridge
The gap
The lack
of thought
You're living your life like you're somebody else
Unwilling to deal with the hand you've been dealt
You're telling me oh that these times they will change
But I'm stuck at sea and the tide stays the same

Wake Up

Offer us nothing just take and take and take
Track Name: Bitchcutter - Raw Dicks
Fat Bitch:
Kind hands have given,
and yet here we still starve.
As bleak as the day runs,
our nights are as dark.
Just pass the blame!

Skinny Bitch:
The enemies of my people
were nurtured in those lands.
Your race once killed so many.
Don’t blame it on me.

Fat Bitch:
Where were you when the storm hit,
and what have you done?
Through the hunger, the sickness,
our lives all came undone.
Just pass the blame!

Skinny Bitch:
I'm flying in a priest.
May God bless your souls.
(We all) know I’m a necessary evil.
Come on . don’t blame it on me.

Both:
No one deserves to know.
Don’t tell anyone on the ground.
Like the government always says:
“No one will ever find out!"
Track Name: Cadenzabler - Sia Italia
We shall drink on this heavy bowl of pain, together we'll rise again from
storm..

We, the dead cities children! We'll past through the centuries! As
silence aiming the living with stardust..

So give me your light, to path my way on this dark cold.

Tell me when revenge is calling and I will be just right here standing
still..

If I could die alone in this cold winter fight, at least I have done my
will for freedom 2X

Up above this castle I'd raise my sword and flag, guarded by the armor and

By grace from up above..

Spinning arrows spilling blood, living this battle with all our might 2X

We reign, we sung, defended our Holy Land..

We raise this bottle 2X

Dead bodies all around me 2X

They take, they tried but they cant, they tried to defeat, they tried but
they cant defeat us all..

In this battle!

They think of it as our dream cause they've never warned,
(new hearts born!)
now i guess war is over
(new hearts born!)
and we'll never fight.
(new hearts born!)

Brave is one who is part of this Spartan
Thinking none, but to spend out his life.
We are One!
Track Name: CALVAIIRE - Meurtrières
Déserter les meutes pour ne pas tomber aux fronts de guerres qui n'ont jamais eu lieu d'être; le temps ne s'abat pas, tout au plus il se dompte. Y'a pas la moindre espèce d'hérésie à ériger sa tour d'ivoire dans un monde où il n'y a pas un seul pilier qui n'ait vacillé. Alors on ne redescendra plus qu'avec les poches aussi vides que vos horizons, et l'on se délectera de vos embourbements depuis le confort de nos meurtrières.

"Deserting packs not to fall into the fronts of wars that were never meant to be. Time doesn't fall, at most it is tamed. There's not any kind of heresy in building an ivory tower in a world where there is not a single pillar that has not wavered. Then we will only come down with pockets as empty as your horizons. And we will delight when you're getting bogged down from the comfort of our loopholes."
Track Name: Carnivores At Grace - The Child, It Grows
Name them or bury them,
them for whom the future is saved.
Optimism lost, infinite burials gained.
Don't know whether to name them or bury them.

Name them or bury them, immortalize or erase them.
Love them or tear them apart, limb by limb or heart by heart:
none quite captures the glory sought.

"Remove thyself from simple talk."
"What about us? What of our choice?"
Unwanted blessings too simply discarded
while the passionate laborers carry the weight
of a thousand boxed nurseries
on fragile and battered shoulders.

As things were before, though
with emptiness as a fresh companion,
weakly replaced for the image of you.
Track Name: create.use.shatter - Last Beat
You haven’t paid for my integrity, yet
You want to play a part, a part in this

Now I see the body parts rain down on me
The last celestial beast not, slain by the sword but by,
By your grief and broken hopes and dreams

The Holy Grail has been dispelled
And trusted men have lost their faith
Can’t say I’m sad because it was
It was about time

Have you noticed the price tags on our lives?
Have you noticed the hypocrisy in their eyes?

No- It has all, all been said
now- I’m so bored, bored to death
Now- You will remind, remind the day
When- You were born, born again
Know- know it all
Track Name: The Divorcée - Field Of Dreams
What did you do before you started sucking horse cock for crack money? Do you take the drugs to forget what you're doing to get the money for the drugs? It's a vicious cycle baby, but you've earned every fucking rock, carry forth your heart that's beating a lifetime of cuts and bruises. Perhaps you were that rebel whore with fingers inside you in anatomy class, your skills developed from an early age now drug bills are settled up by selling arse. Daddy's little angel, turned mummy's fucking shame. More crack, more cock, more money, more crack. Now when the farmhand brings in the beast you're unfazed, already on your knees, with the cold dead stare of a broken child. Now look at the camera and smile, you're pretty face garnished with horse cum.
Track Name: Employed To Serve - Heavy Limbs
We have lost our way
Left with a bitter taste
We bide our time until there's nothing left
Until no one cares
And I'm trying my best to see
From your point of view
But it seems to be that
I want to be anywhere but here
So I close my eyes
I struggle on as vultures watch my back
I struggle on as vultures watch my back
No love for you, no hope for you
Your posture's bad
Was it something that I said?
Or did you realise
No one cares any more
Wear yourself down to dust
Like the rest you won't complain
They all just stop and stare
You're dragging me down with you
I'm not where I want to be
And I'm not what I used to be
I'm not where I want to be
And I'm not what I used to be
I never liked sticking around
And I've outgrown, outgrown you all
Track Name: Facing The Swarm Thought - Overdosed
I BELIEVE IN
DARKNESS AND CHAOS

THIS IS WHAT YOU´VE NEVER TOLD ME
BUT FROM NOW ON I´LL BREAK THE RULES

LIFEBLOOD OVERFLOW
DROWNED IN MY WORLD OF SLEEP
HEARTBEAT IS STOPING RIGHT NOW
DREAMS KEEP GOING ON

I´LL PUSH YOU TO THE NEXT GATE
I´LL PUSH YOU TO THE NEXT...

(BECAUSE)

..I BELIEVE IN
DARKNESS AND CHAOS

LIFEBLOOD OVERDOSED
I´M FACING MY DEMISE
LIFEBLOOD OVERDOSED
I´M FACING MY REBIRTH

LIFEBLOOD OVERDOSED
MY WORLD OF SLEEP
Track Name: Fero Lux - The Devil (Hooah!)
Healed. We are healed again. Built of frail minds, sinking lungs and bodies aching. This is a match for every empty skull of the families with gasoline eyes. The smoke is choking me out, but I love it. Don't you love it? When hands guide the hands that hold the throat of our own disappointment, we're all set to choke and we're the ones who all made the appointment. Repent. React. Forget your promise of Heaven, spitting out what you've taken. Now it's got you running. Now it's louder, but we need it in our lives. We've run out of ground to turn up for the health deprived. Louder always louder. You need this in your life, you've run out of legs to stand on. Eat what I prescribe. Healed, we are healed. You are the devil and you love it. Healed, we are healed. I am the devil and I'm sick of it.
Track Name: The Furiant - Pig Slave
Out of date, out of time, out of touch, out of mind
What a perfect creation bastardized
Cut down to the sodding bone
What a sickening existence
I’ll be your doctor
I’ll be you cure
The world as a sterile canvas
Reimagined and pure
Sheltered in the dark
The inferior will hide
Killing in shadows
Creating once more
Breeding others to obey
The domesticated human
Pig slave and cannon fodder
Sending them to the slaughter
Watch them kill
Wait to die
Exterminate
Track Name: Giver: - 12
My friends are gone, my friends have left me.
For better things and for better families.
I'm filled with hate and scared of grace.
You'll never take what I create.

It was never mine I was never filled.
This house of guilt is molded strong.
I'm looking for friends. I'm holding on.
My friends are dead. My friends are gone.

My friends will lie in their graves and inherit the earth.
And I will visit their bones to recollect their worth.
Oh grace let it be, let it be, let it be.
Until I call it my own the dead will never be free.

My friends are dead.
Track Name: Idylls - TERRAFORM
On my arms dream moist sleeve
I follow the amber glass through thick fields of atropy
Guilt free

Now I brace myself against the stone
And it laces me through it

Tear the old mind apart
Through thoughts that span a life time

Full of future
Track Name: Ithaca - Ashes
I trailed my guts for miles on end
Back to the place you said you’d be
My buckled knees could barely hold
The weight you set upon me

I clawed my eyes ‘til i saw fire
You said that things would look brighter
Now all i see are skin and bones
And blood and dust and wire

Bending for nothing
Breaking for something

I’m on fire, don’t put me out
Don’t put me out

I trailed my guts for miles
But you can’t keep me warm
The brightest sunrise can’t stop
The shadow of the storm

Don’t tell me it’s my fault
I found myself alone
I built a house around you
But never called it home
And now my body’s burning
But you can’t keep me warm
We lived and died in ashes
From you i am reborn

I’m on fire, don’t put me out
Track Name: Let's Talk Daggers - Have A Gabble
So, what’s this shit about you breaking your silence?
You keep your fucking mouth shut.
I’ll keep your fucking mouth so shut...
...and you keep motioning to all your bald friends.
I think you would only go and forget.
Forget. Forget.
Your way of life.
Your robe. Your head. You speak, you’re dead.
So thank you. All the same.
You lie. You cheat. You steal. You pray.
You might want to know what this has to do with me.
You might not find out and that’s the way it has to be.
You run your life-like life like it really means a thing.
Deposit orange clothes in a bin to build a fire in.
Burn. Forget you.
Turn forty-two.
Burn. Forget you.
When did you sign up for the newsletter?
No catch at all.
You’re wrong and thus, a fucking bellend.
You weren’t conscious when we asked to make a choice.
Make a choice.
You weren’t conscious when we asked to make a choice.
Make a choice. Make a choice. Make a choice.
Make a choice. Make a second choice.
Initiation. Ritual investigation. Another station which you never dare to question.
We’ll see how you do when your life has straightened out.
What will you do when your daddy doesn’t give a fuck?
So, what’s this shit about you breaking your neck?
I know times change but that is... That is fucking careless.
Careless.
I guess I’m feeling kind of sad about the news.
But if you think it through next time, there is no next time.
Wheelchair. We don’t care. Weird hair.
Track Name: Life Pilot - Four Out Of Five Ain't Five
How do these people stamp on life likes it's simple?
I stand in silence fighting my conscience.

Compromise, but be evil.
Hiding truths from your people.

Giving more than is equal; keep our lives 'oh-so-simple'.
Bring back what they call 'the man'.

My public peers, witnesses.

Some people never stop, hold me responsible.
Why won't these people all just stop holding me responsible?

'Cause it's the writers block I fear and it's the writers block I loath.
'Feels like the wind you break.

Dart back and forth. Hot damn, your eyes.
Hot damn, your eyes are cold.

They're cold and you don't approve by default or bias.
You justify by default or bias.

Default.
Bias.

Haven't you been let down?
Haven't you been led a stray?
Haven't you been smothered?
Haven't you been torn away?
Have your dreams been shattered?
Has your life become a mess?
Does it even matter?

Life doesn't make sense.

Just leave me alone with my thoughts
Track Name: meek is murder - You Had A Horse
violence of inaction brutality of distraction
another day another wasted
i wonder if you even left your chair
i just don’t understand the person you are now
another way another reason
you could have stayed but not like this
i just can’t be the man you want me to be
i can’t stomach that waste of life
you had a horse but you gave it up
we had a dream but it’s just that
Track Name: Minerva Superduty - Tsakonas Emperor
N/A
Track Name: Neck First - Hollow
empty words don't stick to air they all fall
to firm ground that won't ease into soil
still cold works to stop all growth
your words, dead seeds lifeless underfoot
like all the hopes gone hopeless
so sick of the cold
so sick of shivering
so sick of seeing my own breath
disappear with the wind
Track Name: ORPHAN - To Walk As Ghost
pale, a march through the void.
on haunted roads,
two years and a day,
i've learned to live as ghost:

silence, companion.
gloom, shelter.
cipher, escapism.

my barren times, oblivious:
give in.
let go.
walk on.
find peace.
Track Name: Plebeian Grandstand - Mvrk Diving
Sowing seeds of a new world
Your mind is in whirl

Knurled twirled unfurled
Lord can hear my sighs

Sewing scars of daylight
In a blaze of glory

Our realm is your nightmare
Drewing your fate
From abyss to nowhere
Like a ramble that never ends
Track Name: Pretty Mouth - Dance Of Bones
Ribs clicking morose morse
Music for the grave
Femur feverish in its pace
Bones poke and prod at flesh as putrid as the day they began to decay

My ribs, my bones, my flesh, my skin
all become a mess of carbon
This has all become a type of
It's become my
It's become my
End
This has all been a pirouette of macabre fascination,
The ballet of the ballast,
The dance of bones
Track Name: régresser - Womb
children digging holes
burying themselves
bleeding from the gums
practiced backyard dentistry
dug holes in your arms
this belt, it fit just like a glove
intravenous warm blanket that holds the sky up
but these crosses weigh too much
dragged in bags through wrecks in piles
on holier ground.
we are revealing way too much
with our prolapsed love
skin grafts over tears in your heart
I'm allergic to the sun
there's nothing in my lungs
no diamond fronts
Track Name: The Rodeo Idiot Engine - Gravel
Sit in your cage
Watch your whole life.
Acid lie.
We are the dead skins,
Crawling ourselves at any whistle sound.
Look to your chains.
We are the dead skins.
To avoid ideas of flying away
They fulfill your brain,
To easily take pieces of you.
You cannot sing,
Gravel in your mouth.
Cut it out.
And scrape the ground now.
Crowns and fakes remind us who we are.
We are the sons of a dead dream, ghosts.
Muffled screams, head buried in the ground.
We are the blood, venom in their veins.
We are the dogs, mashing hand of gods.
We are the nails, sticked on their necks.
We are venom, by us all pigs will die.
Bleeding throats will turn away from this black,
False, painted sun.
We are hate, pain, blood.
The mirror of shame will be broken.
Glass will cut trough their scabs.
Gravel in the mouth,
Now, scream, bleed
Track Name: Safe Hands - Hunt With The Hounds
You'll find me drinking like a fish
'Til I can't say I've got my health
And all my friends
They never had the words to tell me
This "woe is me" bullshit's getting old
Weighed down by the guilt
Sidetracked by the gold

Build up that black mountain
From the molehills of remorse
And in the wake of teacup storms
We're pushed off course
Breathing fire across a crowded room
It's not the wisest thing to do
'Cause when those eyes they fall on you
They see a forest

And I hope one day
I'll sleep on solid ground
Whispering through chipped teeth
My sweetest everythings

Until that day I will remain
A circle inside a square frame
Touching every side
Without filling every space
Weighed down by the guilt
Sidetracked by the gold
Touching every side
Constantly terrified
And I hope that that's alright
I hope that it's just fine
If you can find it in your heart
I hope it's fine just fine

I swear one day
We'll sleep on solid ground
Track Name: Sectioned - Prodigal Scum
I've heard it all before, but go on.
Try me again.
Best foot forward.
That second chance for the hundredth time.
On this slippery slope, but not for the first time.
A tour de force in disrespect.
The first step to ruination.
Finally, you're further.
Just you keep on grinning.
You've made it - well played.
We'll continue to bite down.
Always slipping past the guards.
Take advantage.
Keep your distance.
I've heard it all before.
Just you keep on grinning.
You've done it again, made a fool of us all.
Under that false flag, once more.
Stay south of the wall.
Remain.
Rot.
Track Name: Seizures - The Draper Project
These four walls safeguard a system. Down these halls walk only victims. Through transgression and so called failure, incarceration ensued without trial. Verdict in. Nothing left but a unique abduction of a certain style. When in the clouds, reality is so far below. Snow falls and so do I. No longer in the sky, the medicines are primed. These windows, they tantalize. White gates when I arrive, grin at me now. I'm finally home. Two sunrises and a forfeiting soul reveal much more than I was ever told. Left with no choice but to face this place alone. Left defenseless amongst the demons that reside here. They lure in the testers. Destroy the antidote. Ensnare the addicted. Deny truth. Rejoice In Lies. Practicing malpractice. Violating helpless. The five-point restrainingness will drive one to absolute insanity. 2,920 days away. Can't heal, won't fade. A currency parade. Deranged minds and the child's face. A stone's throw from this window still haunts me everyday.
Track Name: Vulturegeist - 3-2
I see the building, I see the steeple
We’re just here for the bloodline
We’re just here for the bread line
I can’t see the Church up on my high perch
We’re just here for the free wine.
Where are the people all painted and regal?
You’re foolish and feeble up in your cathedral.
Bloodline. Cloud nine. Hotline.
This church is a business and what we do is not your business
Business, riches, a mistress.
I came to get rich before I get old
Your mouth is a faucet that only runs cold
Follow Me
I am the way
And if you’re chasing the American dream
The truth and the lie.
That not a soul saw coming
You brood of vipers.
I’ve seen this all before
All is vanity evermore
Build your own religion
Selfless service sold
There’s nothing covered that won’t be uncovered
Nothing hidden that won’t be made known
And what you speak in the dark will be heard in the daylight
And shouted from rooftops
My hypocrisy is my own
A generation comes
A generation goes
And man still can’t speak
What is crooked cannot be made straight
What is lacking cannot be given worth
I’ve put my faith in books and other’s words
I’ve made light of God and of my father’s curse
With the more I know, the more I continue to grieve.
Out with redemption and in with my apathy
What has been is what will be
And what has been done is what will be done to me
These words were never my own to speak
I merely borrowed the message and twisted the ending
A crooked futile pursuit of the wind.
For there is nothing new under the sun.
Track Name: Wasted Struggle - Death Knell
HERE AMONG THE DARKNESS SHAPE
MORE THINGS CHANGE
BUT STILL THE SAME
WE BOUGHT THE LIES
PROCEED TO BUILD
RELUCTANT FACE
NEEDS A PLACE FOR ME

THIS TIME I WILL REPEAT IT AGAIN
WEIGHT OF THE WORDS OF WHAT I FELT FREE
A TEAR TO SHED, MY SOUL IS WRECKED
I'VE LOST IT ALL
SEASONAL HATE
THIS TIME I WILL REPEAT IT AGAIN

BAPTIZED YESTERDAY
ALL MY LIES I GRACED ONWARD AND FAILED
ANOTHER DREAM WAS WRINGING ME OF THE SHAME
AND I'M WALKING AWAY

PROMISED LANDS TELLING ME WHAT I CAME FOR
WITH APOLOGIES
CAN BURY OUR FAULTS
TO FIND MYSELF GOING DOWN FIGHTING
WILL WE RISE?!
OUR SKY IS RED
I WATCHED THESE HUNGRY EYES

BAPTIZED YESTERDAY
ALL MY LIES I GRACED ONWARD AND FAILED
ANOTHER DREAM WAS WRINGING ME OF THE SHAME
OLD TIME'S SAKE TO PUT AN END TO IT