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Fullmoon Liquorthropy

by Türböwitch

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1.
Madness, a feral lust for bad blood The vermin prepares the knot Fueled by the rot of resentment and retribution Ethics, a concept of the past Overthtown at last Rage amasses more conflicts, no solutions High on Chaos - The red and the blue No matter where they stand Incite disorder at all costs Another means to an end High on Chaos - The deaf and the blind Willful pawns in the game Reason's dead, the future's lost Humanity has gone insane Felony justified in the press Based on the victim of death No fairness left, unmendable indoctrination Tomorrow: a vision ever so bleak Society's defeat Global anarchy Civil wars, divided nations High on Chaos - The red and the blue Offer no perspective, not for me and not for you High on Chaos - The deaf and the blind Mere accessories in a malignant design
2.
Alcoholic nightmare Haunting my dreams A sign of an impending doom Horrid creatures Driven by craze Under an unshrouded moon Insanity in their bloodshot eyes With foaming mouth the liquorthropes rise Gruesome mutation An unsoothable and ravenous greed Nocturnal possession Never to resist the compelling need Minions of booze Enslaved by the night for eternity Branded and cursed to intoxicate Fullmoon liquorthropy Lunar frenzy A maddening thirst Fueling the quest for more Distilleries Will be the first To be subjected to gore No silver weapons can break the spell Condemned to drink by the spirits of hell Can't control the urge The lust of the beast Prayers are futile There is no chance for peace Savage howls And rabid grins Invoking sense of fear Barbaric wolves Gulping gin Whisky, rum and beer!
3.
Born in the 80's, forever proud The way we were meant to be Ever committed to the almighty sound Of our pioneers' legacy Fucking listen to Endless Pain Or Bonded by Blood Offer sacrifice on the altar Of the true Metal Gods It's more than music More than appearance It's a lifestyle An ironclad statement Sworn to turn it all up Cranking it out to 10 Take no shit from anyone And fight till the end Never fucking relax Get evil all the time Live for violence And die for metal Fuck off in Hell! We were tasked to preserve the flame Never to compromise Stomp on the boost, max out the gain Let volume tear down the house Show contempt for society And its empty values A middle finger and a crazy grin Is all we have for you Fuck the naysayers! Fuck the mainstream! We don't give a shit Living the dream! No fucking trends can bring us around To abandon the creed This is the path that we have chosen Lawless life, death by speed Quenchless thirst burns in our souls Forever Restless and Wild No way to stop this war machine Into Glory we Ride!
4.
Born to murder, burnt alive An act of revenge To everyone's horror Death was not the end In their slumber I return To slash their fucking throats Drag 'em down to the pits of fire Devouring their souls When you least expect During your sweetest dreams I am coming back for you To make a bloody scene Your fear keeps me alive I'm in your head Torturing you with my claws Until you're fucking dead Hear metal creeking, The flash of my blades See my evil green eyes And my scarred face Nowhere to run now No fate to choose You're trapped in my realm Playing by my rules I slaughter them all and when in Hell I'll make your kids my slave All will dread the day when I'm returning from the grave You fools should have listened to that dumb nursery rhyme The last thing you’ll hear is my laughter just before you die! Bodies chopped to pieces A fountain of blood spills My hatred for the youth Can never be fully appeased Screams for help are futile It is far too late I am your worst phobia A nightmare incarnate!
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Way back in the day Old-school Metal had its own way Fast tempo, thrashing riffs No place for artistic bullshit Downtuning, surplus strings Dick extension for snob wimps Polyrhythm, clear sound Get the fuck out of the underground! Sometimes more is less This isn't progress Sonic terror in the flesh We are the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash Principles over cash We are the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash What is this mellow section? Yawning sounds are my reaction A genre deteriorated Post Metal is overrated Bullet belts, denim vests Faithful to those who did it best Keep it pure until the end Big sunglasses, cool band! No fire, only smoke Won't fix what was never broke Betrayers and defilers Time for the cleansing fire!
6.
The demonic spirits are gathering tonight To brew hellish booze for Lucifer's might Bitter nectar of evil with nebulous glow Effervescent beverage from down below Infernal Beer Demons The copper is boiling on eternal flames A mash of Hades' most abominable grains Porter or stout, lager or ale Drink from the Dark Lord's unholy grail! Amber or red Black, brown or gold Specialty of Satan Served fucking cold Let's feast in hell! In utmost delirium I enter the halls To swill fluid yield of the Netherrealm's malts With the underworld creatures I will quench my thirst Worship the Beast and consume his liquors! Viciously fermented With brimstone yeast Crafted by torment From waters of Styx
7.
It's time to fuck shit up! The show is over, we left the stage Head to the lodging to unleash our rage Smash the pictures, crack the bedframe Punch through the walls then pass the blame Cups and dishes, brace for impact None of the furniture is left intact Throw the TV out the window Fuck the landlord, he doesn't need to know The Night of Wreckoning Are you ready for violence? Now it's time to tear this whole place down And bring the death of silence The Night of Wreckoning Tonight nothing is sacred Damage will be astounding By the power of our hatred! A ritual of mass destruction Intense training in deconstruction Pure vandalism, a fucking mess Thashing shit's how we decompress No respect for property Deposit was paid with the fee Nothing stands when the deed is done You realize the prank when we're already gone Carrying forth the old ones' bequest Wreaking havoc is a part of business Night of Wreckoning A drastic attack Night of Wreckoning We will not be back
8.
Despise the constitution, scorn the government Throw a spitball in the face of the establishment No regrets, nothing to prove when you don't belong No one can tear you down, forever going strong An artificial construct Based on mass deceit Vile mob of blood suckers They call the community Defecate on the social contract Deviate from the norm An obnoxious motherfucker Since the day I was born Fuck 'em, zero concerns, apathy is the only way Stand tall in defiance and go against the grain Never met any expectations, nor did I even care Courtesy and compassion won't get you anywhere So defecate now! Blend in and get consumed Volunteer for the ultimate doom I'm a Social Contract Defecator A profane scumbag, rule desecrator That's fucking right!
9.
Sworn to fight in the name of virtue Full of spite, never minding the truth Holier than thou with conscience so clean Led to believe that they own the scene Spreading lies with no sense of shame Always first to slander ones name Don't you defy the preachers of peace Under scrutiny of the thought police Narrow-minded, driven by hate Unwilling to communicate Frustrated and paranoid Resort to terror to fill a void The accuser, the judge, the jury, The executioner's raging fury Set to charge whoever they want This is a Pannonian Witchhunt! Pull your head out of your ass, open your eyes The world's full with shades of grey, not just black or white Stop visioning adversaries where there are none You can't be preconceived if you hate everyone Flaunting on a false moral high ground By incoherence they are all bound Double standards set by arrogance Always suiting their convenience Obsessed with animosity Self-righteous, blind advocacy Seeking excuses to lay the blame Useless tension, this is insane!

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Second LP from Hungarian Speed/Punk/Thrashers Türböwitch.

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released December 8, 2022

Line-up:

Zslöd - Vocals
Kommandante Klit - Guitars
Trve Sörvivor - Bass
Mr. Fireball - Guitars
Alex Gardener - Drums (Session)

Recorded in 2020-2021 at Sonic Garden Studio & Infernal Beer Demos
Mixed by Zslöd in Budapest (666), Hungary
Mastered at Moontower Studios, Terrassa, Catalonia
Cover art: Csilla Szelei

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Formed in 2016, Türböwitch is worshipping booze, the 80's and the true unrelenting spirit of Punk, with aggressive Thrash riffing and High Speed!

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