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Offline Synxhard  
#1 Posted : 28 April 2010 11:52:33(UTC)
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Release Date: To Be Determined


Disc 1 - Rotting Salvation
1. Hallowed Grounds (Intro To Rotting Salvation/Prelude To Album) - 2:00
2. Rotting Salvation - 3:55
3. In The Blink Of A Sunken Eye - 3:38
4. God Of Mortals - 3:52
5. A Tragedy Macabre - 3:11
6. Darkness Never To Wane - 2:44
7. Grasp Of The Frozen Pines - 3:43
8. To The Humble Maggots, The Putrid Flies - 4:18
9. Porcelain - 2:52
10. Paint It Black - 2:36


Disc 2 - A New Venture DVD
1. 30 Min. Documentary of Russian/Scandinavian Tour
2. 4 Track Live DVD From Brixton Academy
-Dead Skin
-Grasp Of The Frozen Pines
-Rotting Salvation
-Porcelain

3. 3 Music Videos
-Grasp Of The Frozen Pines
-In The Blink Of A Sunken Eye
-Rotting Salvation




OOC: Whoops, just noticed I wrote Shrunken instead of Sunken, my bad.

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#2 Posted : 29 April 2010 10:04:51(UTC)
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Lyrics:

Hallowed Grounds:

Instrumental

Rotting Salvation:

The brightest full moon light entrances me
It calls me forth
Yet I have not the strength to move
In stasis, I rot away and dream
Dream of forgotten years
Dream of the touch of another's hand
I am to be a meal of star-ved worms
My nerves are twisting for the light of my salvation
I rest beneath where I remain as cold as clay
Eternal pain is swelling in my joints

Somewhere within me a flame is slowly born
Inside this shell of bloated flesh grows life anew
Infernal, the moon distorts my mind
My veins jolt back to life, pushing the fluids of the damned

I seek to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson spray
My body writhes without consent of conscience
I lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue
I shall walk the earth once more

From beyond the strings are pulled
I know not what has made me this way
The animation of my rigid corpse
I shall abandon my coffin of premature fate

All the words of the preacher
All the tears of my family in vain
I shall again walk amongst them
My penance with blood be repaid!
Repaid!

Dead hand grasps for the still night air
I am now free to maim!
There cannot be a god for he would not forgive this
Despicable inhuman monster; rotten, twisted and deformed
I am now a tool of my unholy instinct
Entrails strewn at my bidding
A mockery of all I was

I seek to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson spray
My body writhes without consent of conscience
I lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue
I shall walk the earth once more

From beyond the strings are pulled
I know not what has made this way
The animation of my rigid corpse
I shall abandon my coffin of premature fate

All the words of the preacher
All the tears of my family in vain
I shall again walk amongst them
My penance with blood be repaid!
Repaid!


In The Blink Of A Sunken Eye:

I am the one who is always exhuming
I am the one you think you see in the darkest of nights
I have yet to reconcile the thoughts within myself
For still I am one with the dead
Oh, sanguine blood of thy corpse
Quench my thirst and stain my skin
Oh, how ironic it is to feel so alive
When you cease to exist
I adore what I have become
I have longed for such a love in my dreams
And my wrath will not subside until this love is mine
Forever I remain the hideous figure treading these unholy grounds
For I have failed the one who has created me
My conscious is telling me to ingest the flesh of the deceased
And with my tongue I shall lick the graves of all who will follow me
Mark my words, they will pay
I still am one with the dead
And I swear to all that are dead


God Of Mortals:

Summon the servants
That are chained at the throat
By a tarnished chain only devoted
To their prosperous fathers
Fathers!

A grip so tight it bruises the neck
When the beast exhales
The horror's that settle internally
Galloping toward immoral intent
With the set of bounties
With the set of bounties
On the heads of the righteous
The dismantled bodies
Given back for validation and gratuity
To amuse the gods of fortune
The itching appetite
Grows as these hounds
Unearth the leaders and theive
On the lives of the weak beneath them
Beneath them!

Summon the servants
That are chained at the throat
By a tarnished chain only devoted
To their prosperous fathers
Fathers!

Aggravation dissolves into a joyous laughter
As the oppressors loan vows to benefit the wealthy
And cast down the frail
Hero by hero slaughtered in vain,
Assassinations of demigods in secrecy
A never ending pattern to cast down the frail
And throne the elite.

Summon the servants that are chained at the throat
By a tarnished chain only devoted
To their prosperous fathers
A grip so tight it bruises the neck
On the heads of the righteous
The dismantled bodies
Given back for validation and gratuity
To amuse the gods of fortune
The itching appetite
Grows as these hounds

When the beast exhales
The horror's that settle internally
Galloping toward immoral intent
With the set of bounties
On the heads of the righteous
The dismantled bodies
Given back for validation and gratuity

To amuse the gods of fortune
The itching appetite
Grows as these hounds
Unearth these leaders

Hero by hero slaughtered in vain,
Assassinations of demigods in secrecy
A never ending pattern to cast down the frail
And throne the elite.

And.
Throne.
The.
Elite.


A Tragedy Macabre:

inhuman, the mounting of a tragedy macabre
resurrection of the fallen, the undead start to rise
driven by hunger for vengeance
we're left with little time to question the motives of the damned

we turn to science to make the puzzle whole
what lies beyond those hollowed eyes
we'll be defeated, destroyed by our own ghosts

when the last grave has emptied
when the last shred of hope melts away
an endless swarm of damnation will swallow the last of humanity into the black

in hiding, our dwindling numbers rush to find a cure
the laws of reason are dissolving into never ending night

mere shadows of their former selves
we fall to friend and foe alike
we stand abandoned by our gods
backed into corners, there's nowhere left to hide

the soils of hell shall keep them coming
our feeble planet overrun with the legions of the dead

we turn to science to make the puzzle whole
what lies beyond those hollowed eyes
we'll be defeated, destroyed by our own ghosts

when the last grave has emptied
when the last shred of hope melts away
an endless swarm of damnation will swallow the last of humanity into the black

fits of hysteria have claimed the hearts of man
the panic ridden are consumed, their bones dry in the sun
the zombies multiply with haste
the streets are stained with human waste

we turn to science to make the puzzle whole
what lies beyond those hollowed eyes
we'll be defeated, destroyed by our own ghosts

when the last grave has emptied
when the last shred of hope melts away
an endless swarm of damnation will swallow the last of humanity into the black


Darkness Never To Wane:

The time has come at last
For years we have followed the wake of his perilous rule
Serpent of deception you will fall to your knees
When this is all said and done
March my minions for I have freed you from your timeless chambers
I have been dying to see you die
Among all the witnesses to my last words
Your pitiful scheme will fail
You will fail again
If you only knew the harm I've caused
In my journey to cleanse you from this earth
Every first born child I have slaughtered and every virgin I have defiled
Even the blind have seen my blasphemies
The deaf hears my sacrilege
Halt! Fallen one I provoke thee
I created your existence
I can surely cease you of life
So kill yourself
Mindless fool
Your apprentice has expired
Banished to the netherworld from which I have spawned
Where is your sense of tyranny
You can't even keep up with your own kind
My name is scattered amongst those who have feared this day
I am not who you claim me to be
Do you know what you have done
This is what we've become
I sense your pathetic guilt
This is what we've become
How you under estimate the power of denial sickens me
And I reject any last apologies
This is the last time you hear my name
But forever I haunt your dreams of agony
You know my name
I am the fallen one
I am all that is evil
I am diabolical
I am the end.


Grasp Of The Frozen Pines:

Propel this solitary man in front of us
With his corrupted global agenda muttering into his ears

Corporate money stuffed into his pockets to spread his darkened gospel
In the past the crowned once held the covenant to shape and develop a better world

Their influence and supremacy built by generating optimistic and confident perception
Offerings to their herds of sheep
Time repeats itself and outspoken pledges continue to not succeed
The people have renounced trust in ideologies

Safety and protection is the contemporary vow
For the role that will reinstall masterdom and control

Corporate money stuffed into his pockets to spread his darkened gospel
In the past the crowned once held the covenant to shape and develop a better world

To rescue us from uncertainty and peril that we are visionless to see or interpret
A threat that evidently needs to be fought in a manufactured, waged war
A vile misconception that has unfurled unquestioned while being exaggerated and disfigured
And disfigured

Their influence and supremacy built by generating optimistic and confident perception
Offerings to their herds of sheep

A threat that evidently needs to be fought
A, a manufactured, waged war
A vile misconception that has unfurled

Unquestioned
While being exaggerated
And disfigure


To The Humble Maggots, The Putrid Flies:

we are the blackness of the night
cold wind that cuts your flesh
we are the enemy praying for your certain death
we are what was, will be forevermore
in the stillest hours we awaken, enshrouded in the dark

children of the blackest seed
reared on murder and deceit
we are the thorns of human woe
his will be done

to the humble maggots
to the putrid flies
where death and hatred lurk
we shall survive

to the diseases
to the sharpest knives
when daybreak no more comes
we shall arise

we are the sickness, the stench of the deceased
your father's secret shame
our violent wrath shall be unleashed
we feast on blood and the weakness of your kind
from the haunted depths we have arisen to slither as the snake

children of the blackest seed
reared on murder and deceit
we are the thorns of human woe
his will be done

to the humble maggots
to the putrid flies
where death and hatred lurk
we shall survive

to the diseases
to the sharpest knives
when daybreak no more comes
we shall arise

lurking legion of the obscene
unheard forever, in between, unbound
the liars in wait
our being you forsake

whispers upon the winds, profane
unheard, the wretched and the insane
unbound, forgotten, ignored
the ugliness abhorred

the razor; the bullet; the length of rope
our tools are numerous, our hatred overflows
the razor; the bullet; the length of rope
a lapse of sanity plummets to earth below

we are the blackness of the night
cold wind that cuts your flesh
we are the enemy praying for your certain death
we are what was, will be forevermore
in the stillest hours we awaken, enshrouded in the dark

lurking legion of the obscene
unheard forever, in between, unbound
the liars in wait
our being you forsake

whispers upon the winds, profane
unheard, the wretched and the insane
unbound, forgotten, ignored
the ugliness abhorred

we are the sliver in your god's feeble hand
during the silent hours, the shadows we command
we're the undying insect, from the deepest cracks we came
for aeons we have lurked and for aeons we shall remain!


Porcelain:

My monument is progressing
Bereft is thy deed of completion
By all means you'll be alive
But not intact
I've sewn your lips to smile
With your own defecation on your lips
I'll knock that shit-eating grin right off your face
Abnormally disfigured designs, you observe the genesis of my abattoir
Reality accepted, you have no choice but to comply with my scalpel, and my liscence to kill
Anal seepage flowing, I can't repress the urge
Thy coprophagist shall ingurgitate the filth
Grinding at your head with my bonesaw breaking zygoma
I love these tools at my disposal, I'm alive
She cried out helplessly again
I ripped her limb from fucking limb
Just one less slut to walk this fucking earth
I will spit right in your fucking face
How does it taste
After the lips are sealed below your waist
You will never fuck again
My scalpel gleams, my attention cast aside
Hardening arteries begging for an inimical thrust
Byproducts of digestion soak the floor
I'm searching for a hypodermic syringe to draw the waste
Flowing in your jugular, the heart is pumping faster
As I lie and wait to watch you erupt from every orifice
The necrotizing fasciitis has commenced its work
No anasthesia applied, this will be everlasting
In the name of anatomy
I shall dismember and attain what is rightfully mine


Paint It Black:

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls go by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

I wanna see it tainted, tainted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it tainted, tainted, tainted, tainted black
Yeah!

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
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#3 Posted : 29 April 2010 10:35:39(UTC)
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Lyrical Meaning:

Hallowed Grounds - Instrumental

Rotting Salvation - Pretty intense song about a young man murdered prematurely, and rising back from the dead to go on a killing rampage. He is aware of his monstrous actions, but chooses not to stop them. Zombies and metal, match mates in heaven.

In the Blink Of A Sunken Eye - Once again we've chosen to tackle the idea of murderous zombies, yet this time it's themed around a priest, who has died and finds himself committing horrible sins and atrocities involving consuming human flesh. The priest wants to stop, but the urge for people is too strong.

God Of Mortals - A more political themed song, it's kind of a call out to the government's neglect of less endowed people. Shove this one up your ass, Bush.

A Tragedy Macabre - The lyrics for this one are centered more or less around Day Of The Dead by George Romero. Watch it, and proceed to cry, laugh and puke at the same time, out of multiple orifices to be precise.

Darkness Never To Wane - Armageddon & the coming of the Anti-Christ. Hell yeah.....

Grasp Of The Frozen Pines - No, unlike what a lot of people think, this isn't aimed at Obama. It's actually a fist to the face of all the political fuckers and corporate bankers for fucking everything up. Embracing our inner punk, eh?

To The Humble Maggots, The Putrid Flies - Once again, zombie Armageddon. What? You think we get bored of this stuff?

Porcelain - A portrayal of Jack the Ripper in the middle of the act, senselessly mutilating prostitutes, in hopes of cleansing the world of their evil. Definitely the goriest song lyric wise.

Paint It Black - Ask fucking Kieth Richards.

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#4 Posted : 29 April 2010 12:07:34(UTC)
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this is fantastic! Great coverage! Great music!
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#5 Posted : 29 April 2010 12:09:00(UTC)
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1. Hallowed Grounds (Intro To Rotting Salvation/Prelude To Album) - 2:00

The whispering of an artificial howling wind, masked by mountains of effects, creeps in, joined by booms and whistles that sound faintly like bells, distorted heavily by cold, reverberating echoes. Mentally, images of freezing gray mausoleums and broken, decaying slate graves unfold, like dots amid a browning, dead forest. You can almost see the full moon, glowing wickedly over head, as a clang not far off from the sound of distant machinery snaps the near silence. Around the 35 second point, the bells, whose notes seem to sustain themselves for hauntingly infinite amounts of time, begin chromatically descending, building knots in your stomach. This is when a deep, demonic voice slithers into the mix, chanting indiscernible jumbles of words. The mans voice is doubled and looped, adding an unsteady and hypnotic effect. Just as the track seems to have completely mesmerized its listeners, a far of, metallic poly rhythm breaks the spell. At first, all that is heard is the distant, crunchy snare/guitar combo of 'buh-duh-buh-duh, buh, buh-duh-buh-duh', followed by the cryptic mass of noise that introduced the song. This pattern is repeated, until the fourth time through, which ends in a much more in your face, punchy chord. Corey counts out to four on a shimmery sounding hi-hat, and Black Gold Reign converges into actual song, Jimmy and Matt harmonizing wicked, Halloween-esque chord patters, which are chromatically "harmonized" by David, while Corey keeps with the steady poly-rhythm on the snare, all the while keeping the beat with quarter notes on his double kick pedal, tuned slightly higher than normal for the punchy, smash your jaw effect. They pass through this 4 times, and once again meet the single chord followed by hi-hat counting. This time they transition into a brutal chugging riff, embellished by sliding chord progressions and un-naturally tight diminished trills. Repeating the now established pattern, they hang on a single, distorted and knotty chord, and this time the track begins to fade, signaling the end of the song.

2. Rotting Salvation - 3:55

3. In The Blink Of A Sunken Eye - 3:38

4. God Of Mortals - 3:52

Possibly the most straight forward, hold no-barres song of the album. The track begins with a metallic and heavily distorted sounding guitar riff, produce to sound as if it's being played out of an old radio with grainy reception. One massive smash of the floor tom drops like a bomb, exploding into a frenzy of knotty and jagged riffage. The calculated jumble of dry, heavy guitar work & rolling drum fills conjures a mood not far off from western based slasher films such as The Texas Chainsaw Massacre or the up and coming The Graves. The verse converges on an uber chunky and vicious riff, resembling something Pantera could've written, except played at the tempo a loaded speed fiend would approve of. Corey keeps the tempo down with tight and extremely precise blast beating, giving Scott room to belt out the first lyric in true death metal growl form. The song progresses, never letting up on the sheer fury of pure American death metal, flying past riff after brutal riff, held down by raw, ever changing drum savagery. 'God Of Mortals' takes a slight turn around a minute in, opting for a more groove oriented chorus, a la Cannibal Corpse's masterpiece 'The Bleeding', Scott echoing the deathly lows with equally ferocious high screams. Black Gold Reign touches back on familiar territory, running through a couple of the previous riffs, adding a powerful musical foundation to the song. Around halfway through, the mood shifts to a more grindcore feel, every sustained chord and lightning riff matched in intensity by Corey's restless blasting. The vocals are spat out with punkish attitude, reminiscent of Black Flag circa-'Damaged', flowing nicely with the politically themed lyrics. The quarter note feel guitar bits are syncopated quite effortlessly by the double bass, increasing the shock value of back-to-back stop-start rhythm changes. In a small ode to their European masters, guitarists Jimmy and Matt work up a sweat with two counter-playing riffs, adding to a strong harmonic/diminished feel, pairing nicely with a deep, guttural growl courtesy of Scott Trevors. The track ventures back into traditional death metal format, paying homage to The Black Dahlia Murder via the drum/vocal synchronization, backed by sharp fret work. 'God Of Mortals' breaks down into an army-esque bridge, a flashy military snare pattern holding down the line for Jimmy and Matt to toy around with more melodic and drawn out guitar licks. The vocals loom in again, as if being projected over a radio to the general public, broadcasting waves of treason and propaganda:

"To amuse the gods of fortune
The itching appetite
Grows as these hounds
Unearth these leaders"


Still going strong past the 3 minute mark, Black Gold Reign rips into a massive chunk of napalm injected thrashing, the drums working up a sweat with ludicrously fast, uber triggered double bass frenzy. Not even slowing an ounce for climactic tension, the track wears on, Scott belting out the final lyrics as if he himself was the Anti-Christ. The death metal scree comes down once and for all on a single heavy note, choked to preserve the overall extreme tightness of the track.


5. A Tragedy Macabre - 3:11

6. Darkness Never To Wane - 2:44

7. Grasp Of The Frozen Pines - 3:43

8. To The Humble Maggots, The Putrid Flies - 4:18

9. Porcelain - 2:52

10. Paint It Black - 2:36

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#6 Posted : 29 April 2010 12:11:06(UTC)
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A New Venture DVD:

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#7 Posted : 29 April 2010 12:12:53(UTC)
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The Music Videos:

Coming Soon

1.Grasp Of The Frozen Pines

2.In The Blink Of A Sunken Eye

3. Rotting Salvation

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#8 Posted : 29 April 2010 12:15:13(UTC)
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Live Bonus Material:

Coming Soon!

1. Dead Skin

2. Grasp Of The Frozen Pines

3. Rotting Salvation

4. Porcelain
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#9 Posted : 29 April 2010 12:22:58(UTC)
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Singles & EPs:

Singles:

Grasp Of The Frozen Pines

Release Date: To Be Determined

Charting:
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Asia -
Canada -
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Sales: N/A

Track Listing:
1. Grasp Of The Frozen Pines
2. To Be Determined
3. To Be Determined

In The Blink Of A Sunken Eye

Release Date: To Be Determined

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Track Listing:
1. In The Blink Of A Sunken Eye
2. To Be Determined
3. To Be Determined

Rotting Salvation

Release Date: To Be Determined

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Asia -
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Sales: N/A

Track Listing:
1. Rotting Salvation
2. To Be Determined
3. To Be Determined

EPs:

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#10 Posted : 29 April 2010 12:42:20(UTC)
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Album Details:

Title: Rotting Salvation

Tracklisting:

1. Hallowed Grounds (Intro To Rotting Salvation/Prelude To Album) - 2:00 (Matt Carver)
2. Rotting Salvation - 3:55 (Jimmy Sullivan, Carver)
3. In The Blink Of A Shrunken Eye - 2:34 (David Demmel, Carver)
4. God Of Mortals - 3:23 (Carver)
5. A Tragedy Macabre - 3:11 (Demmel, Sullivan)
6. Darkness Never To Wane - 2:55 (Corey Di'Antonio)
7. Grasp Of The Frozen Pines - 4:43 (Di'Antonio, Sullivan)
8. To The Humble Maggots, The Putrid Flies - 4:18 (Demmel, Sullivan, Carver)
9. Porcelain - 4:25 (Carver)
10. Paint It Black - 2:36 (Keith Richards, Mick Jagger) [Arranged by Matt Carver]

Music by: Matt Carver, Jimmy Sullivan, David Demmel, Corey Di'Antonio
All Lyrics by: Scott Trevors

Guitars Engineered by: Jeff Weed
Drums Engineered by: Arron Caillier
Mixed & Mastered by: Black Gold Reign
Produced by: Jimmy Sullivan

All Music Recorded At: Sullivan Ranch, A.K.A. Jimmy's Home Studio
Mixed & Mastered At: Sullivan Ranch

The Immortals:

Matt Carver - Rhythm Guitar
Jimmy Sullivan - Lead Guitar
Scott Trevors - Vocals
David Demmel - Bass Guitar
Corey Di'Antonio - Drums

Hails (Influences) - Coming Soon

Matt thanks - Coming Soon

Corey thanks - Coming Soon

Jimmy thanks - Coming Soon

David thanks - Coming Soon

Scott thanks - Coming Soon
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#11 Posted : 30 April 2010 13:37:36(UTC)
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Hey guys, thought we'd give you a little primer for what's to be expected from this album. 'God Of Mortals' is up today, and god is it fucking sick. We wanna come out swinging and hit you guys right over the head. Let us know what you think.

-Matt
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OOC: I'm really happy with the way the RP came out, any advice?
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#12 Posted : 15 May 2010 15:14:17(UTC)
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Be looking out, nothing set yet, but our lead single 'Grasp Of The Frozen Pines' may be dropping soon. Expect a sample soon, along with the debut of our first ever music video. Let's just say it's a pretty relentless track, like a much darker and br00tal version of 'God Of Mortals', which was leaked recently. I can't wait for you guys to hear this shit, it's gonna roll some heads for sure.

-David
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#13 Posted : 16 May 2010 00:44:06(UTC)
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