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| Band:
Kekal |
| Album: "1000 Thoughts Of Violence" |
| Label: Fear Dark |
| Year: 2003 |
| Country:
Indonesia |
| Official Site:
www.kekal.cjb.net |
| Genre:
Progressive Black Metal |
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Soundmass is a great source when buying metal CD's, forgotten material, and rarities that you are not able to find somewhere else. I bought my copy of 1000 Thoughts Of Violence there, and it surprised me when my merchandise took so little
to arrive here, excellent service though.
Kekal has made a really great job on this one too! more than I expected. The music can be still defined as progressive black metal with some great experimental and electronic elements. Once again Kekal make use of drumcomputer, but wait, it sound really cool and better, there's no hate or dislikes about it, this might be the album where drumcomputer fits perfectly.
There's no other better way to start this than a doubled song Subsession which later becomes into Once Again Failed. I really enjoy the songs: Vox Diaboli, In Continuum (what a great stuff!!}, and Artifacts Of Modern Insanity (Unique Lyrics!}. Violent Society is awesome! I never thought this song would exist in the Kekal's realms, it goes from progressive to electronic, it is even combined with hip hop. There are also some
instrumental songs such as:
Paradigma Baru and Subsession II. Have you ever see three songs in one?? well the last song Beyond Numerical Reasons is three songs in one!!
The production also goes from better to best, It's awesome. The Cover art of this album is not my favorite, it's so simple. The booklet they added all the lyrics in it, and also some photos of Azhar and Jeff. This is really Amazing stuff. An album only for open- minded metalheads.
Reviewed by
Metalerosal
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Running Time:
50.34
Total Songs:
9
Tracklisting:
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| 1.
Subsession/ Once Again it Failed |
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Dripping blood as violent rages
on
Engulfing our soils
Death is here
Ringing fatality of civilization
Massacre, the murders at random
In attempted genocide
Thousand years
of social paralysis
Fathomless irony
Humankind in conflicting
nature
The beauty and the beast
Death to share
Bringing fatality to
civilization
Ideologies and social systems
Based on human theories
So
basically we're all into products of our corrupted brains!
Deep in the void of
our hollow hearts
Is there any space left for souls to rest?
Deep in the
void of our wounded minds
Is there any chance left for souls to live?
"No
time to clean your bloody hands
The stains are there in your own
blood!"
Many years we've tried to look ahead and find some solutions
But
once again they fail miserably
Yet life is still going on
Is there any
space left for souls to rest?
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| 2.
Vox Diaboli |
Within our senseless will
Driving motives
No absolution for one's desires
Changes are minor
Yet impact is
unaccountable
No standard for achieving satisfaction
Rising from the
depths of needs
Voices that will take control
The dances of demons inside
the brain
Post-modern struggle within a self
When the basics are
covered
Alternatives taken
Creatively made options
A new world
chaos
Many to choose from
But more yet to offer
The world is not enough
as sky is our limit
Derived from disturbances
Arrival of morbid
signals
When insanity approaches
The weak is the one who denies his
weakness
No need to evaluate sin and its values
When it came to degenerate
our existence
Accepting the power to wash-over self
Transformation is
imminent
Rising from the hollow core
Someone who must take control Invite
the flame to purge and burn
Ruling the battle within a self
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| 3.
In Continuum |
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This is where they rose and fell
Things
will keep to follow the same patterns
Once ill-defined
Now
much-accepted
No such real sense of anomaly
Winds have blown away every
inch-block of debris
From the rubbles of our tragic yesterdays
Scenes will
always in changing positions
But I doubt if they are progressing and
transforming
The way we manage our lives on earth is
The way we destroy
our desirable future
We have tried, at least we've tried
To heal
ourselves and learn from the past
Unexpected, the gazing x factors
Start
to crush from the inside
Time has washed away all these traumatic moments the
earth once had
But will our children be free from all the wars?
Like thick
black dots in continuum
We will never erase or take them off the line
So
many nails have pierced down our wooden existence
Leaving all these black
holes until it comes to an end
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| 5.
Artifacts of Modern Insanity |
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We're in the beginning of the end of
time
In the middle of the countdown
It's impossible to turn around
But
who's aware of it?
Lost in the fields of thick deceptions
Up all nights
and all days
Creating more goals based on worldly views
Here it
is
Anywhere we look around we'll see
Proof of mankind's grand
achievements
Backed by technological sophistication
But should we proud of
it?
Lost in the fields of thick deceptions
Up all nights and all
days
Creating more goals based on worldly views
In worldly ways
What's
in our minds?
With all these philosophical kinds of-modern frames of
thoughts
A new-found old insanity
As we lost in the fields of thick
deceptions
Up all nights and all days
Creating more goals based on worldly
views
In worldly ways
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| 6.
Violent Society |
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Understanding the patterns of social
life
To bring forth contradictory goals
There is no double-standard in any
stance
To fight for something worth to fight for
A clash of
interests
Reconciliation is nonsense
When law has been
paralyzed
Regulations out of order
Who wants to bring a fresh air to this
sick violent world?
Smell of death as we breathe
Can we make a
stand?
Mass confusion in the wake of grand ignorance
Political maneuvers,
dancing on a vicious circle
"Divide et impera"
A plot of reducing power of
pawns
We, people are just too uneducated to be aware
A clash of
interests
Victims of a new democratic atmosphere
The ones with necrophilic
minds shall rise
And none can stop them as everyone's free
Who dares to
bring a fresh air to this sick violent world?
Smell of death as we
breathe
Can we make a stand?
An opera of madness we found each
day
Waging destruction
Fascination on deaths
With such weapons and C4's
ready to kill
Paranoid grandiosity or necrophilic fantasy?
Time for
confirmation
To speak louder than before
A life in a violent
society
We shall stand....
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| 8.
Default |
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A vanity rises in the middle of our
motion
With ever-changing colours of illusive existential
components
Unfictitious presence
Scars and withdrawal
Leaving us to
wonder...
I want to see, but my eyes are blind
Should i seek for a
guidance of my life?
Beyond a flock of confusion
I ask for a return to
original form
Without any agreement or consensus
Determination has already
been chosen
Free us from a process of decadence
Free us from a procession
to our graves
Back to the state where things just started
Back to the
place where i belong
I want to see, but my eyes are blind
Should i seek
for a guidance of my life?
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| 9.
Beyond Numerical Reasons |
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[1. 404 - The Broken]
404 - File
not found
404 - Broken link
404 - Virtual void
404 - And so it
stands
A universal code
Of all unfound files
Deep within the
world
Of hypertexts
A message presents in the absence of URL
Unable to
access and to download
The web as a holistic approach
For us to collect
all information
A dream of more accessible world
In this cybernetic ivory
tower
Powerless, as it appears at our monitors
The world of
imperfectness
The world of ours
[2. 911 - The Black]
3
digits on a dialing code
To access departments of rescue
Numbers known for
help-assistance
Related with a social security
Lines of governmental
services
Working in a complete duty
Units seemed to be flawless
With
funds that appropriately flow
Still, the world who never sleeps
It will
never give up its darkside
Even the rescue code can be taken
As a symbol
to create one big tragedy
When the very eyes of the world
Moved by a
singular defining moment
Those numbers became a point for another
meaning
At time when people both cry
Or rejoice
In the awakening of
war!
[3. 70x7 - To Forgive is To Suffer]
How often shall we
forgive
Up to 3 times?
Up to 7 times?
No, it is up to 70x7
We hear a
sound of weakness in our minds
The rhythm of the twilight
And rhythm of
the night
To give the guilty ones their second lives
And death was only
price
A suffering and pain
For us, the unforgiven who get redeemed for
free
So can't we give our "enemies" the unconditional state of
forgiveness?
To forgive is to be hurt
To forgive is to suffer
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Highlights:
Beyond Numerical Reasons, Vox Diaboli, and Violent Society.
 
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