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Ratocracy

by Arsafes

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i_suk_at_geetar One of the best albums of the 2010s. While its not the most original album due to the obvious Devin Townsend worship (Btw not a bad thing at all. That's what made me interested in listening to it), it's an amazingly consistent album loaded with high energy, skull-crushing metal tunes the likes no one has heard since Strapping Young Lad. Ratocracy goes against the stereotype that "modern music sucks" and deserves much more attention. Highly recommended to fans of extreme metal and prog. Favorite track: 20 Days.
Sludgewave
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Sludgewave Arsafes must be using some sort of voodoo bullshit magic to channel the spirit of Strapping Young Lad. Favorite track: American War Machine.
Poesy Rider
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Poesy Rider Pendant ce Ratocracy, Arsafes fomentait une révolution (du moins une révolte) en puisant un son du côté de SYL mais avec un petit goût de Sepultura version bolchévique. Et, franchement, mis à part Faith et deux ou trois passages, pour moi c'est une vraie réussite. Favorite track: Dog Eat God.
Eric Hoyt
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Eric Hoyt One of my favorite metal albums of the 2000s, easily. Arsafes takes the pure aggression and heaviness of Strapping Young Lad and combines it with modern metal with hints of world music influences, and the result is a monstrous beauty. Right from the get-go, this album is a complete crusher. While there are some softer track ("20 Days" and "Faith"), the rest of the album is an aural assault, ending with the epic "Divine." Love, love, LOVE this album. Can't wait for the next full-length! Favorite track: Dog Eat God.
GeN2Mo
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GeN2Mo Arsafes basicaly picks up the torch where SYL left it, fueling the flame with his own ideas, personal influences and readjusted accents. And it fucking burns. Loud, bursting, glaring and hungry. Favorite track: Piranha Pool (As Borders Collide).
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E.T.F.M. 03:13
i collide with billions of worlds drastically tortured and raped here you are, little one, laughing at me, could you help me and rewind this tape? thank you, ol' buddies, for clapping so loud, but tonight i'll dance for myself! i'm awake, little fuck! You better be gone! run away, little one, for god's sake! save your soul for yourself preserve your body for me! so I can take it to the fair and buy it balloons, then fuck it behind a tree! as you can see, I puked all over myself, but somehow I don't give a shit… hooray, little one! You've won the game! again and again and again and again... …and again! oh fuck! everyone in every world and every world in everyone, singing songs, when all alone, denying the Unknown… every barely shining sun can hide another "little one" i close my eyes and hope he goes away... so little to the eye, a colossus inside, you're fucking up my mind... just fucking up...
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rebuild your mind today so you can see the world and all it's filthy ways in and beyond unchain your hands today and break the walls around tomorrow'll be too late just listen to these sounds! against the legions of this world we stand alone against the scavengers of souls we fight as one cause we are the first and we are the last be proud of what you are be proud of what you do don't give a damn about what people say all those cocksucking pigs can eat our shit and cry can lick their mommy's cunts and fucking die! against the legions of this world we stand alone against the scavengers of souls we fight as one cause we are the first and we are the last we fucking stand alone!
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can you feel the lack of satisfaction? can you hear the whispering men? can you see the social erection rising and deflowering the counterfeit zen? can you smell the stench of revolution offered as salvation to the mass? can you feel the political pollution fill the sky with venomous gas? so now you can go and kill your fucking self, cause anyway your only faith is rotting in a cell! there've been too many terrorists, there've been too many saints, now welcome to the warzone, where they are all the same! the fucking radio commands to tighten up your belt while the television promises serenity and wealth but i've seen too many faces, i've seen too many tears i've seen too many people exposed to their fears you conceive the babylon's child in grief - false salvation you believe in promises of all the thieves - putrid lies can you feel the pressure of corruption? can you hear the speeches of the "lords"? can you see the fictitious election masterfully played by the government's wards? can you feel your pride penetrated? can you feel your confidence raped? can you see that the bombs detonated, shaking the borders of the world? a fish rots from the head, so does the state as crazy fucking people worship kings that they create, all the stupid motherfucking laws, all the empty stores and all the calls for genocide and all the fucking wars now what we hear are arguments - which politician's right? but in the end for people any ministry is blight! so take the ratocratic dick out of your fucking mouth, this should be nothing to think about! you conceive the babylon's child in grief - false salvation you believe in promises of all the thieves - putrid lies you deceive yourself to believe in onetime fake peace you deceive yourself to believe...
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20 Days 05:34
as I float in the rays of exploding suns, becoming a particle of bliss, i forget the path to disarray, tear the past.. and the future's dawn breaks today… it's alright to cage the words in your mind it's alright to leave them for someone to find can I climb the ladder to ether and grasp the reins of the skies? can I feel the sweet taste of victory? can I find those words in your mind? follow me to the ocean of sanctity let the waves lead your essence to bliss we are one with the grains of infinity we are one with the light of a newborn star… follow me to the ocean of sanctity let the waves lead your essence to bliss we are one with the grains of infinity we are one with the light...
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everyone every little motherfucker thinking that he is a precious gift to all of us everytime every motherfucking second that i bleed upon the road to neverending peace curse you and your dirty hands that broke the necks of countless men we lay ourselves on the altar of carnage breaking bones, slitting throats open wide come with me and together we will travel to the places of slaughter and grief tear my skin and see all that's living inside me and all that you will never be suck my dick you megalomaniacal abomination of a cursed inverted womb i am fucking cannon fodder and i fucking salute you! rape! the war machine collects it's troops take! the war machine collects it's meat we salute the order death is what we get meat and cannon fodder listen and obey as the world is raped once more drop the bombs destroying every motherfucking village as a threat to motherfucking global policy shoot the kids eventually denying every feeling that is opposite to hatred and brutality rape the young right? why do we need a goddamn future? and why the fuck do we need anything that doesn't motherfucking kill? rape! the war machine collects it's troops take! the war machine collects it's meat rape! take!
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Dog Eat God 04:54
all eyes are turned to the mongrel's frown all eyes are turned to its rancid crown as it arrives to approve the feast on burial grounds and command a happy smile for peasants as they kneal down i see the holy parade as it marches through the lands of grief i hear the trumpets call as the darkness falls on those who disbelieve i see the preachers scream as the crowd applauds to the chief - a crowned filthy Hound in an emperor's gown, fed with luxurous beef all hands are raised in the name of the lord and legs are broken by the slaves of the Dog for it was crowned as a spawn of an era of lies resurrected to testify that once again.. ..Dog eat God! Dog eat God! can you see that Dog eat God? Dog eat God! i see the holy parade as it marches through the lands of grief i hear the trumpets call as the darkness falls on those who disbelieve i see the preachers bless exceptionally people folding hands and closing eyes, led by a filthy Hound in an emperor's gown, chewing on the bones of Jesus Christ
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Faith 06:11
you seem confused once walked the path of denial a soul so bruised that passed through error and trial hey you, you never know they come and go hey you, you never know why faith's so slow far away there is a world close to the sky come and stay there with me as the night passes by don't be afraid see through these walls that surround you just take my hand and let these words become true hey you, i never know they come and go hey you, i never know when faith's so close far away there is a world close to the sky come and stay there with me as the night passes by
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I am the people—the mob—the crowd—the mass. Do you know that all the great work of the world is done through me? I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the world’s food and clothes. I am the audience that witnesses history. The Napoleons come from me and the Lincolns. They die. And then I send forth more Napoleons and Lincolns. I am the seed ground. I am a prairie that will stand for much plowing. Terrible storms pass over me. I forget. The best of me is sucked out and wasted. I forget. Everything but Death comes to me and makes me work and give up what I have. And I forget. Sometimes I growl, shake myself and spatter a few red drops for history to remember. Then—I forget. When I, the People, learn to remember, when I, the People, use the lessons of yesterday and no longer forget who robbed me last year, who played me for a fool—then there will be no speaker in all the world say the name: “The People,” with any fleck of a sneer in his voice or any far-off smile of derision. The mob—the crowd—the mass—will arrive then. -Carl Sandburg, 1916
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hey little boy, you can blow up your home tonight, shoot your friends, eat your dog, cause today it'll be alright i dance the dance of rain in my underpants at work! touch yourself, fuck yourself, nobody'll say a word! species selector choked on his breakfast species selector i spit in every face of every fucking dork and leave a bag of shit before every motherfucking door now you can laugh at me and call me what you want no matter what, we'll die together on this goddamn fucking spot species selector choked on his breakfast species selector can't believe in this shit we are done.. we are none.. sunk so deep... suck it up, bitch! species selector choked on his breakfast species selector say goodbye to mommy, dick!
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Divine 14:05
a. self-destroy dive inside an open mind, an open soul with many little faces. you glue yourself to a broken wall and crack your bones with countless little nails… live a life of joy die a tiny death… do me a favor and lie on your back, so I can replace your face with a picture.. i count on this world, while you count on a stranger, becoming the past and touching the void… live in your own breath break and self-destroy… b. a new way of creation wait for a crooked hand, emerging from the oil to grasp your tiny neck and tear it apart no more tears, you fucked up piece of meat! cause heaven calls, heaven roars "welcome aboard!" watch the angels laugh and dance as soldiers die and women cry along with people's blinded eyes, that stare into the sky... wait for your head to land on a neat and tidy scaffold so you can bleed your way to the land of paradise tell me the words you hear in your tortured swollen brain maybe I hear them too and we are both insane! come with me into the water let your body float in peace take my hand and sleep forever becoming one with the midnight breeze dive inside your broken mind, your broken soul, your open heart and fly above the world you created.. come with me into the water let your body float in peace take my hand and sleep forever becoming one with the midnight breeze c. the first tides come with me into the water let your body float in peace take my hand and sleep forever becoming one with the midnight breeze

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All music by Arsafes
All lyrics by Arsafes, except tr. 9 (Carl Sandburg)
Cover art by Greg Shanta, Arsafes and Darius (Midiankai Arts)

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released June 1, 2014

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Arsafes Yerevan, Armenia

Roman Arsafes is a multi-instrumentalist, vocalist and producer, mostly known as the mastermind of the Dharmic Metal band KARTIKEYA. Having an extremely broad musical taste, Roman could never find peace in expressing himself through the means of a single band, so he created his eclectic solo project ARSAFES. ... more

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