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Prognosis Negative

by Deathblow

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grexx andrewsin
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grexx andrewsin Purchased because of the Seinfeld references, stayed for SLC thrash. Favorite track: Prognosis Negative.
Snyjxr
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Snyjxr Even though they seem to lack just a little bit of creativity in the riffs department, the guitarwork here (both rhythmic and lead) is pretty tight, thrilling and engaging, just like I like my thrash metal to be! \m/ Also, the vocalist is pretty good and I like how vocal lines rhythmically mix in with the rest of the music. Nothing too outstandingly creative here, but still a very good thrash album! I recommend this to anyone who's a fan of tight and scaly riffs! Favorite track: Prognosis Negative.
Dag Blahlia
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Dag Blahlia 'Prognosis Negative' is a lean, mean thrashin' machine. No BS, no pretension, just piles and piles of meaty riffs and perfectly placed double-bass blast beats. What more could you ask for from a metal album? Favorite track: Defcon 1.
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Defcon 1 03:24
Defcon 1 First blood is drawn National defcon drops to one Sirens fill the air The call to arms now has begun Escalating tensions Strike first or be blown away Impending, dreary future Living in a state of self decay Airborn missles falling bombs Defcon 1 Rape, murder, hypocrisy Watch it all on your TV Mutually assured destruction Watch it all on your TV The gears of Death are turning Of the verge endless war Waiting for the end of time Hailing lead bolts from the sky Airborn missiles loaded guns Defcon 1 Humanity is weaning on the verge of destruction Can’t count the cost of this mortal imperfection Sanity is fading, anarchy has won The last hope has left through the barrel of your gun
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Riddled With Tumors The growth has formed, the strain begins No hope, no cure, no resistance Lesions form, oozing puss Overtaking your existence Knawing at your threshold of pain Diminishing your pace Riddled with Infectious Tumors Sprouting on your face Riddled with tumors everywhere Can’t escape, sucked dry as lungs gasp for air Growths that form suck the life from me Morphing flesh from skin to puss as cells burst and bleed The disease grows and feeds Eating away the tissue walls Veins are clotting, flesh is rotting The nervous system stalls Blood and mucus fill your lungs Rabid cells lacerate Stricken with vast intrusions A life defied by fate Riddled with tumors everywhere Make it stop, ripped apart from the inside out Growths that form suck all life from me Turning flesh, from skin to puss as the virus feeds Spreading fast, pain, growths, sores and inflammations Gaining mass, this wretched disease tears its victims life from limb splitting cells to kill again Consuming life, body sores and deformations Left to die, helpless thousands, one by one, turned to victims; thousands more await this mutant plague
4.
Habit Of Force The urge will not subside Can’t turn it off and hide My power lust is burning Burning from inside When it finally comes There’s no time to turn and run Destined to become my victim Driven by a strong habit of force Of Force Habit of Force Of Force Destined to be hunted by a bird of prey I’ll stalk you in the dark My personal amusement ride Defiled and turned to art Lost sense of morality What’s yours is mine to mold Bound your arms, tear off your clothes It’s over before you’ve had a chance to scream The urge is on the rise Feeding motives to my brain A victim of my impulses No sense and no restraint remains Instincts now closing in They cannot be restrained Needy digits finds find their home My filthy habit cannot be contained
5.
Hellbound 03:08
Hellbound Fall into your place Victims of fate Such sites await Beyond the gates Forever damned By your own hands Beyond your dreams Laughs turn to screams The puzzle box is twisting in my hands I possess the only key Gateways to hell, hooks of misery Forced in my head, reduced to shreds Flash before my eyes Lifetimes estranged Pleasures and pain Flesh rearranged The puzzle box is twisting in my hands I possess the only key Thresholds of pain, coma of misery Leave me for dead, reduced to shreds Forced to endure extremes Is this real or a dream? Pleasures are enhanced through flesh Pain is the name of this god-forsaken quest Carnage litters all sides Where bones and flesh lie Malignant beings Perilous dream
6.
Prophecies Of Doom Born dead into this world As foretold by the prophets sight Past has stripped the futures fate And turned into eternal night You can’t escape the warning signs The final pestilence draws near You can’t escape the warning signs Pass your time living in fear Life with nothing left to tell Awaits impending doom Eternal rape, you can’t escape There’s nothing you can do You can’t escape the warning signs The final pestilence draws near You can’t escape the warnings signs A faceless icon spreading fear Now the earth starts to shake Violent fear as the ozone starts to bake Could it be, the predictions are fast coming true? There’s nowhere to run As clouds of dust block out the sun Could it be the Prophecies are true? You can’t escape the warning signs The final pestilence draws near You can’t escape the warnings signs You’ll spend your life living in fear
7.
Bestial Spell Something is stirring In the heavens above An evil forming from within Without warning nothing could prepare For when it’s reign of terror begins Can’t find a way A way to break free from this hell Once it begins Can’t stop the bestial spell Without casting a shadow It brings foul stench and fear Down on the masses Chaos erupts the darkest of days Cast forever eternally enslaved Can’t find a way A way to break out of this hell Once it begins Can’t stop the bestial spell A brown mass is casting Into the deep gulfs of space Evil is passing, seeping with malice A new dawn waits … Awaiting to one day return
8.
Masters of War Masters of war, drag down the world With hopes of control, bleeding all hopes of peace Rulers in charge, will watch as it burns Cities to ruins and human disease Manipulate their power than take all that they can With utter dependence your life’s in their hands When they take their seats at the throne You are there’s to own They are free to do whatever they want Masters of death, dictate your last breath Corpses will burn, till there’s no one left The ones who rein are a sickening display When cruelty is power, your death is their gain Now the time is right for us to strike Bear no mercy, show your might Now they’ll feel, when it’s to late Cold Steel vengeance before they die
9.
Prognosis Negative Viles, jars and test-tubes Re-writing future man Weeding out the useless ones Re-wiring genetic Strands Cold specimens Unnatural selection Genetically born disgrace Burn away impurities Mass-producing a selective master race Thousands left unborn Never had a chance Your face, your ears, your nose, your eyes Were chosen before you were conceived Cold Specimens Left to die Altering genetics Worldwide mass eugenics New final solution Re-defining evolution Entire culture’s, entire lives, vanish without a trace Host of human hybrids take their place Lifetimes of evolution in just a decade it will transcend Genetically engineering the beginning of the end The trend has killed the past, now there is no hope or cure A vision of a dreary future, life as we know it will disappear Rigid Contraception To rid the vile seed And separate the perfect ones From those who will never breath Cold Specimens
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Nocturnal Feeders They come from out of nowhere Spill into the night The urge to feed off every living thing in sight Centuries of degradation Left dormant underground Beyond the depths of the city awaiting to be found Cross over unforeseen Like shadows in the dark Leave destruction in their path and set aside their mark A twist of fate a flash of fury The bloodlust has begun They will not stop until they’ve taken everyone one Nothing could prepare What would come to be Death is in the air Feeders of the Night No one could foresee Ripping flesh from meat Corpses sprawled in sight Feeders of the Night Spawned from vast mutation They leave no time to flee Eyes of fury and piercing teeth seal your destiny Driven by intensive hunger Lead by the stench of fear Nocturnal creatures come for you, aware that you are near Race on foot as you Tempt a certain death Sense the end approaching as you feel their primal breath A twist of fate a flash of fury The bloodlust has begun They will not stop until The feeding… is done

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released January 24, 2014

All songs and lyrics written by Deathblow

Produced by Andy Patterson, Deathblow and Ryan Hunter

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