Ένα ακόμα metal (anti-) war podcast. Ξεκινάει με ύμνο των “δικών μας” Rotting Christ (‘King Of A Stellar War’ από το Triarchy Of The Lost Lovers) και τελειώνει με ένα prog metal έπος των Γιαπωνέζων Zeni Geva (‘Ground Zero’ από το άλμπουμ τους Freedom Bondage) Στο ενδιάμεσο, Pantera, Lard (το side project των Ministry με τον Jello Biafra) και Rage Against The Machine.

Another metal (anti-)war podcast. It begins with an anthem by “our own” Rotting Christ (‘King Of A Stellar War’ from Triarchy Of The Lost Lovers) and ends with a prog metal epic by Japanese Zeni Geva (‘Ground Zero’ from their Freedom Bondage album) In between, Pantera, Lard (Ministry’s side project with Jello Biafra) and Rage Against The Machine.

00:00 ROTTING CHRIST – KING OF A STELLAR WAR (1996)
The king of the inner dominion
The circle of the lost lovers
Those who start the monarchy
Melodies of them who gave up the ghost
A new sovereign
Son of the first king
After the seizure plague
King of a stellar war
King of a stellar war
Sensual descendant
Of carnal love
Semaphore
Of all unearthly souls
Married
To the divine war
Dedicated to his father’s vow
Swear in power to low
King of a stellar war
King of a stellar war
The king of the inner dominion
The circle of the lost lovers
Those who start the monarchy
Melodies of them who gave up the ghost
A new sovereign
Son of the first king
After the seizure plague
King of a stellar war
King of a stellar war

06:15 PANTERA – MOUTH FOR WAR (1990)
Revenge
I’m screaming revenge again
Wrong
I’ve been wrong for far too long
Been constantly so frustrated
I’ve moved mountains with less
When I channel my hate to productive
I don’t find it hard to impress
Bones in traction
Hands break to hone raw energy
Bold and disastrous
My ears can’t hear what you say to me
Hold your mouth for the war
Use it for what it’s for
Speak the truth about me
Determined
Possessed
I feel a conquering will down inside me
Strength
The strength of many to crush who might stop me
My strength is in number
And my soul lies in every one
The releasing of anger
Can better any medicine under the sun
Bones in traction
Hands break to hone raw energy
Bold and disastrous
My ears can’t hear what you say to me
Hold your mouth for the war
Use it for what it’s for
Speak the truth about me
Determined
There comes a time within’ everyone
To close your eyes to what’s real
No comprehension to fail
I vacuum the wind for my sail
Can’t be the rest, let others waste my time
Owning success is the bottom line
Like a knife into flesh
After life is to death
Pulling and punching the rest of duration
No one can piss on this determination

10:14 LARD – WAR PIMP RENAISSANCE (1997)
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
Yippee Tai-Yai-Yai Yo
Evil Commie empire’s gone
Yippee Tai-Yai-Yai Yay
Now we’re the only one
Let there be peace on earth
What ever gave you that idea
Economy depends on guns
We’ll have an arms race with ourselves
March, March
Forward to the caves
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
General who’s never been to war
Is like a rapist who’s never been laid
Like shootin’ fish in a barrel
Inner child must be fed
Deep fry a quarter million ragheads
Into crispy eagle snacks
Pure chewing satisfaction
Pure chewing satisfaction
March, March
Ah Ha Ha Ha
Question ain’t, who killed JFK
But, where are they now
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
War Pimp Renaissance
Who’s a-gonna buy our missiles
Who’s a-gonna buy our guns
Everyone on the whole damned planet
We’ll throw in free land mines
Starve the Russians ’til a nut takes over
Put the Arms Race back on boil
As the world’s population’s exploding
Wars for water, not oil
Too damn many people already
Clutter land we could use for golf
Egg ’em on to bloodbaths like Rwanda
Help ’em eat each other alive
Praise God
We brought the rapture on
Hey, wait for me

14:29 RATM – BULLS ON PARADE (1996)
Come wit’ it now
Come wit’ it now
The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop the hits like De La O or get the fuck off the commode
Wit’ the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop
Drop and don’t copy yo, don’t call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin’, quenchin’ the thirst of the power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
The rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
The triggers cold empty ya purse
Rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery now
What we don’t know keeps the contracts alive and movin’
They don’t gotta burn the books they just remove ’em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally ’round the family, pockets full of shells
Rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade
Come wit’ it now
Come wit’ it now
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade

18:19 ZENI GEVA – GROUND ZERO (1995)
Life is over
We lost history forever
The way of existence
Never changed
Born in darkness
Dying in darkness
Even the light
Telling time
To
Begin
Is
A symbol
Of
The
End

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