Violence Vol. 3

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Hey friends.

This is the third release of 'The Death Of A Modernist - Violence' mix tape volumes which is dedicated to showcasing 'aggressive hardcore punk' and 'fast hardcore' driven artists.

I just want to give a massive thank you to all the amazing artists who agreed to participate in this project and to all the followers of my blog. You guys rule!

I hope you all enjoy Violence Vol. 3. Please spread the word, download and share this mix tape with all 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.

Stay Punk.

T.

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released November 11, 2014

Cover Artwork :: Uncharted Maps

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Track Name: Amnesian - The Books Of Death
lives committed, time erodes, years wasted

books of death in purity

open palm, broken bone, corroding

books of death in perpetuity

all binding winds through the open vessels
the letters publish through the skin
the jaws of cost crushing down
on our last will

and a middle-aged testament
from the laws of the lost
leading the blind

page by page
pouring down
across the braille
Track Name: BEARDPUNCH - Grey Town
Grey people
Grey town
Nothings up
Always down
No culture
all an image
Just a place
Full of gimmicks
Shop and shop
Till you drop
Spend your money
Waste your time

what a life
What a game
everyone's the fucking same!
Track Name: Brittle Bones - Tiamat
Think your the big one now?
Keeping us in line with fear alone
Think I'm sick of your shit
And this broken place you stole as home
A home where no one find peace and everything just feels so
Wrong
Do you feel no pity for yourself?
Do you feel no pity for those who put up with you?
Selfish piece of shit.
Selfish waste of air.
I hope you know you're nothing
I'll make you see that crystal clear
This is your final warning
I hope to god that you adhere
I'll put you in the fucking ground
Track Name: Burn Them At The Stakes - To Serve And Protect
Innocent casualties
From being above the law
Stirring situations
Creating a civil war

Having a badge
Is a poor excuse
For pulling the trigger
On anyone you choose

Selfish authority
Murderous intentions
Protecting and serving
Turned into weapons
Track Name: Cathedral Fever - Cavern Of The Rapid Eye
Cool air carries / whispers of feral deities

Moonbeams move me / call me to wander empty hours

Depart friendly threshold / heels dragging the parched grass / molest the dense growth for hints of a clear path

Serpentine obscuring trees / capture a glance of his frailness encloaked

Displacing the ivory sigil / unearthing the yawning hollow

Descending / colossal depths

Met with the underbelly / hear the stone grinding back to seal me in / silence takes hold before the cavern erupts

Ectoplasmic palms press upon my wrists / as I’m stolen away by a phantom’s grip / and pulled into a subterranean maze

Pushing through the dirt, grasping at roots / feeling possessed, propelled by a ghost / before breaking through the forest floor

Rise up from the marsh, pounded by the rain / Impossible I had descended so far
Track Name: Chiens - Horse
NARROW MINDED,
IRRITATED WHEN I M NOT SEDATED

I JUST CAN'T SEE
THAT I'M A SELFISH JUNKY

MAYBE I just NEED A REHAB
MAYBE I JUST NEED SOME FRIENDS,

I'M GONNA LIVE IN THE MOUNTAINS,
IN ORDER TO SAVE MY REMAINS.
Track Name: Cory Matthews - Don't Attempt To Fuck With Mr Feeny
Don't attempt to fuck with Mr. Feeny
He'll fuck you up
Track Name: Cursed Earth - Herd Traitor
Vile untruths,
Word for Word,
Doom Yourself,
Doom the Herd,
Gullible,
Die a fool,
Sickness was preventable,
Ignorance,
Pass the buck,
Will you ever give a fuck,
Take a chance,
Try our luck,
This will leave us all unstuck

You never learn,
We suffer,
Sick children,
Dead Mothers,
Herd Traitor,
Choke, Smother,
You never learn,
We suffer

Suffer
Track Name: Dakhma - Left // Right
What is this compulsion, neurological rapture in in tow?
Seeing isn't believing, push myself, only rising to fall.
Sickened by complacency, (stuck in a) catatonic state.
Hanging from guilt's noose.
Hanging.
I'm sick, soaked in deficiencies, my mind is a cave.
From left to right, I'm choking on bile.
From right to left, I give it control.
From left to right, I make it worse.
Left.
Right.
Left.
Right.
Track Name: Dödsknark - Ångest
Sover i en säng av nålar
Händer skakar, magen vrålar
Aldrig säker, aldrig trygg
Faror bakom varje rygg

Någonstans mellan god och gud
Jag har himmelen och jorden under min hud
Track Name: Double Me - Loss Of Consciousness
You told me that I could decide
I found yet another crossroad
the roads were all barred
there is only loss of consciousness
There is no choice
Track Name: Endless Swarm - No Hope
I'm trapped within a vortex
That the sane call life
I try to understand it but why?

I have tried to play the game
Sold myself for the corporate gain
Did the job got paid
Climbed the ladder got it made
So why the fuck am i afraid?
Playing the role of a normal life
Why doesn't that make it feel right
Lied to myself for 6 whole years
Now here am left facing my fears
The scars i bear no longer hid
All now can see my world of shit

No Hope
The walls have came crashing down theres
No Chance
No doctor can save me now
Times Up
My time on earth is at a end
Suicide
The sweet relief as i descend
Now Dead
Everything gone, all the good and the bad
No God
To greet me, just the vast nothingness of death
Should I
Regret my actions, that led me to my grave

Did the job got paid
Climbed the ladder got it made
But now am not afraid
I'll never know if i made the right choice
But it was my choice to make
Track Name: Endocrine Wolf - Suffering
Starving. All I know is hunger
for what's spilt beneath my nose
And baited breath.
I would not care for your innocence.
I just feed.
The truth is, you would do the same to me
But you should know better
You should feel for your crimes
Not just turn a blind eye to the
suffering you cause.
I just feed and run and live
I don't lie.
Track Name: Faršas - Pasakų Kraštas
Peržengti ribas ar jas sutrypti?
Lietuvio sindromui jų ir taip nėra
Išversto apversto absurdo karalystėj
Aptikta nauja nepagydoma liga.
Track Name: Fuck The Facts - Disabused
You mouthed it all, atrociously too perfect.
Posed, calm, with this dreadful civility.
This grin!
Reminiscence of a polite drink, a juice cocktail without liquor.
A friendly flavour that pleases all, repels no one.
You are a soft crowd pleasure.
Like a lonely desperate being that brings a basket full of treats.
It will be eaten but you will not gain any friends.
Your seduction campaign is too bold, way too bold.
A dusty old institution with a revamped facade.
A staged glamorous look to appeal my generation.
I have no interest.
I really don’t care.
What are you proud for?
What have you done, to gain our nationwide admiration ?
It was all given to you.
You are just perfect hollow news.
Smoke and mirrors.
A fairy tale accessible for the masses.
A spending spree and a waste of time.
Track Name: Gets Worse - Ungraceful Fall
Eyes on the ground
Back arched, neck down
Kicked when you're down
Pride lost, brought down

Head held low
Don't hit the bricks
That humbling moment
When you trip on the curb
Lying in the gutter
Don't get up
Low constitution
Can't take much more

Ungraceful fall
No longer standing so tall.
Track Name: Girl - Easy Way Out
The gap between thought and action widens beneath my feet.
I fell in and I dragged you down with me.
Fearful, fretful, and alone searching into the unknown, you never even had a choice.
Overcome and undermined, emotional overdrive, never truly think before I act.
The gap between thought and action widens beneath my feet.
I fell in and I dragged you down with me.
No easy way out!
Track Name: Greber - The Spice
Sitting idle momentum's lost and the cost was using everything I had
stopping time just to give you a hand
ostracized my plan
optimize my fam
but I heard your voice through the background noise
everything's destroyed
the distances persistent
I missed on this instance
but you left me with no choice

stepping out of a paper palace pacing
while the queen sits in her throne all alone
almost home
fearing the rain that's coming to test the waters
now the king watches his own being thrown
almost home

breathing in the black tar sands
suffocating under suffering
trying to be the fucking man in thousand year old slings
cower under cement ceilings
weak walls underneath
losing blood at the finger tips
losing grip on loving wreaths
watch a man turn into a shadow
hear his footsteps fade away
all I'm left with are pallid memories
that go black as I go grey
Track Name: Ground - Parade of Egos
Saw your band in '04, some generic metalcore. I hear you talk about your contributions to the scene. Those faded days of glory. A distant memory, a dream. Always quick to talk shit, always dropping names. Guess you haven't changed. Where did it all go? Your hype, your cred. Lacks sincerity. What does it mean to me to buy your pre-sale ticket or hear your clean singing? Just an image. Just a false start. Your blood was never in it, just committed to play the part. This is what punks become. Parade of fucking egos. If this is what you stand for, I'd rather have religion. Fuck your kind, bow down to your god. Your fashion obsessed sense of self is all you've got.
Track Name: Hell To Pay - Void
Mind, body, conciousness
Throw it to the wolves
Breathe soundless light
Are you free?
Are you you?
Your skin feels fake
Lay down your body
Disintegrate
Where does your body begin?
Blood on my hands
Track Name: Hospital Bomber - Faux News
America
Land of the sick
The brainwashed and enslaved
Scientific experiments making us insane
Give us your sick, your weak or your tired
We will revolt
Crush your fucking throne
America
Land of the sick
The brainwashed and enslaved
Scientific experiments keeping us insane
Give us your sick, your weak or your tired
We will revolt
Crush your fucking throne
Force fed bullshit truth
Lie straight to you
Force Fed Bullshit truth
And they tell you
They won't give it
They won't
I want freedom
Track Name: HVMAN TEETH - FMJ
SO FAR
BLEED ME

CAUGHT BETWEEN THE HEADLIGHTS NOW I'M DYING IN THE DITCH
DRAG ME THROUGH THE WRECKAGE AS I CHEW THROUGH EVERY STITCH

WATCH THE SKY TURN
FROM BLUE TO GREY
WE'RE SAT HERE COUNTING
YOUR LAST DAYS

YOUR LIES STANDING HEAD-TALL
NAILED TO A BRICK WALL
IT'S ALL YOUR OWN FAULT
Track Name: Leidkultur - Der Horst
For a better world! Der Wind hat sich gedreht
deshalb Schluß mit dem Scheiß!
Was das hier als Banalität missversteht
Hat keinen Beweis
For a better world. Ist doch schon längst nichts mehr wahr
Hast hier längst schon abgesattelt – arrivederci Stenz
Eine Ecke weiter wieder alles klar:
Working Class’ Pride macht nun in Schreibkompetenz.

So offen, so ehrlich, so voll open minded
Ist die Position auf der du jetzt spielst
For a better world - ist das lange her
Und trotzdem bleibst du ein fuckin’
loser who still doesn’t care!
For a better world - ist das lange her

Bloß nicht zurück in die Vergangenheit
Und trotzdem ist die Luft doch überall gleich
Krümm! Dummheit! Dich!
Krümm! Dummheit! Dich!

Ich mach es mir leicht und die Schublade auf
Und wieder zu, hier kommst du nicht raus
Zeig mit dem Finger auf dich und dem zweiten nach oben
Die Stange im Kopf gehört dir verbogen.

Jetzt hilft nur noch eins hier und zwar der eiserne Besen
Denn dein kritischer Blick scheint mir recht getrübt
Immer schön auf die Rückseite drauf,
vielleicht verhilft es zur Erkenntnis
Dass das was dich zu rehabilitieren du glaubst
Selbst 100fach multipliziert nicht genügt.

Lass den Deckel zu und dann bleibt alles cool
Von Göttingen bis Liverpool
Track Name: Obstacle - Certain Death
Sudden panic chaining me. Endless horror gone astray. Senses fading, now barren and empty when isolation's overburdening.

The rain. Decay. Disgust. Dismay. Unease. Mistrust. A wretched fate awaiting those who descend inside this pit.

All around me lies certain death in a blackened abyss, as I choke and revel in my fate: envelopment.
Track Name: Poncho Negro - Desastre
A quien voy a compadecer?
Podrías intentar borrar
Tus pasos una y otra vez
Pero nada vas a cambiar

TANTO
TANTO DAÑO ACUMULADO
TANTO
TANTO MAL ACUMULADO

ESTOY ESPERANDO QUE VENGA EL DESASTRE
SE ACABE LA FARSA SE ACABE EL ENGAÑO
QUE VENGA EL INCENDIO Y ACABE CON TODO

Ya no hay marcha atrás
Track Name: Postal - Entwine
Our lives are twisted and entwine. I cross my heart and hope to die. The only one turns into five. Diamond rings replaced with knives. You are who you fuck, and I'm just another face. As soon as we're done I'll replace this empty space. Spreading this broken heart disease. When all I ever wanted was a quick retreat.
Track Name: President Evil - Payback
Slap palms – Swing arms – Rolls down – Our hill

Pass the Gat

I need seven brothers to roll

Hollerin’ – wanna fight – Payback is a thing you gotta see

Favor
Track Name: P.S. Fuck You - Failure
I was born to succumb to the failures of life.
Plagued by disease, my body glistens
and all my of dreams are fucking poisoned.
I've failed now, so feed me to the fucking wolves.
Track Name: Reasonist - Reiteration
I've been told over and over
like a record on repeat
which goals to reach,
(which) things to enjoy.

Even after all these times
it still makes me sick.
(It makes me feel) like my insides try to find a way out.

Your joy isn't my joy.
We don't believe in the same things.
Track Name: Sarkast - Komakollektiv
Gebt ihnen eine Meinung
Gebt ihnen eine Stimme
Gebt ihnen Macht
Sie geben den Verstand

Sie glauben fremden Stimmen
Bildern und Phantomen
Anstatt nachzudenken
Nur einmal nachzudenken

Sie reden, hetzen ...und jagen
Sie reden, hetzen,
..ohne Verstand

Schreit so laut ihr könnt
gebt alles was ihr habt
Seid Richter und Henker
im Komakollektiv

Sie reden, hetzen ...und jagen
Sie reden, hetzen,
...ohne Verstand

Menschlich unmenschlich
ihr glaubt was ihr seht
und tut was man sagt
im Komakollektiv

..ohne Verstand
Track Name: Sonido Caganera - Estamos A Su Orden - Out Of Order
ESTAMOS A LA ORDEN
PA LO QUE MANDE
PA LO QUE PRECISE
ESTAMOS A LA ORDEN
PA LO QUE QUIERA
CUANDO USTED QUIERA
ESTAMOS A LA ORDEN
PA LO QUE MANDE
CUANDO NECESITE
ESTAMOS A LA ORDEN
ESTAMOS A LA ORDEN
ESTAMOS A LA ORDEN
ESTAMOS, ESTAMOS A SU ORDEN
Track Name: Teething - Cratediggers
Cratediggers cratedigging
'til we die

L train to "Academy" off Bedford avenue
or 415 east 12th street sunday morning attitude
Hardcore punk, death metal and tons of dollar bins
Beastie boys for 3 bucks?
Get the fuck out

Cratediggers cratedigging
'til we die

Fuck your shoes
Fuck your clubs
Fuck your trends
Whatever you buy
These records are timeless
Distros at grind gigs make us smile
Track Name: Vatican Massacre - Blood Thirst
EVISCERATE.
EYES ARE RED.
PURE FUCKING HATRED.
INHUMANE.
CLENCHED FISTS.
HUMAN FUCKING NATURE.
RAW AGGRESSION.
SAVAGE DISPLAY OF POWER.
BEAT YOU INTO SUBMISSION.
LIFE CLINGS ON TO YOUR LAST FUCKING BREATH.
TAKING YOURS GIVES MEANING TO MINE.
SEVER FUCKING BEATING.
LIVING COMES AT A PRICE.
Track Name: Vowels - SHxDxWS
BRxNG Mx BxCK Tx DxRKNxSS
WxNT Tx FxxL THx HxND xF DxxM
SxnK xNTx THx DxxPxST SHxDxWS
WHxRX xLL THxSx SxCK HxPxS STxRT Tx BLxxM
BLxCK RxxN
WxVxS xF DxCLxNx
BLxZx x PxTH xN THx GRxxND
THx PxTH THxT MxKxS Mx FxxL FxCKxNG WHxLx
Track Name: WØLFENSTEIN - Apathy
no way out
of this stubborn process
we are trapped
inside a vicious circle
emotional decay
dead end in our minds

we have created
a solitude on earth
no more kindness
no more love
compassion fully eradicated

dead end

heartbeat is turning bleak
less then zero beats
emotional decay
dead end in our minds

is there still a place for love on this world
can someone save us
from ourselves
is there still a place for love in this world
or is humanity
condemned to apathy?

our ever moving
apathy
is consuming
our humanity

no more humanity
Track Name: worse - By Way Of...
finding the thorn within my side,
pulling it out, tearing off my hide
I don't need this skin, I don't need this disguise
where is my house? my home?
I cannot find it...
I have been locked out
Track Name: Youth Violence - Januári Paradicsom
Eláraszt a műanyag álom
A hulla a földben évek után sem rohad
Tartósítja a szemét őrült köztudat
Fóliázott mellékterméket világít meg a neon
Zabálj paraszt ne gondolkodj januári paradicsom

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A plastic dream is flooding me
The corpse in the ground hasn’t rotten since years
It is preserved by the demented common sense
Foiled by-product illuminated by neon light
Goggle you idiot, don’ t think
tomatoes in January