Life. Life. Disaccord.

by Kyrest

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RELEASE: 28/1/16
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WRITTEN by KYREST
LYRICS by Flo
RECORDED at AJZ Bielefeld in August 2015 by Rouven
MIXED by Rouven
MASTERED by Role / Die Tonmeisterei
RELEASED by Narshardaa Records. This is NAR 65.
ARTWORK & PHOTOGRAPHY by Flo Hemmerlein

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released December 2, 2015

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Kyrest Erlangen, Germany

Dark and heavy Hardcore.
Started in 2008, recorded a diy demo in 2009 and brought out a split 12 inch with Ruins from Bielefeld in 2011. Fractures 12 inch out now on Narshardaa Records!!

If you want us to play at your town, just contact us:
kyrest@web.de.

We disagree with all forms of oppression and discrimination, like racism, sexism, antisemitism and homophobia.

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Track Name: Re-erecting Powdered Legs
The unexspected twists of life will make you stumble and drive you to the brink of collapse. Cough up the ashes from your lungs. Between accepting defeat and re-erecting powdered legs, there’s a heavy head wind giving his best to hold you down. This will hold you down.
„If there is something going to happen to me, I want to be there.“* (*Albert Camus, The Stranger)
Track Name: Yours, F.
Dear F., it always breaks my heart to see you believe in the good, your small role in change when everything around turns into the worse and nothing seems to help. Nothing seems to help.
Dear F., where did you find that strength, that left me abandoned? Or was it just the time, that made me feel so fainting, feeling so close to the Black. Exhausted. Similar a Nihilist, but sader and furious. But still too restless to give in to this script written without any form of reason.
Reason. That’s what it needs.
Dear F., (you’re a) finger in the dike, a twig to the avalanche, a drop to the fire, a small flame to this world. And the latter should know that there’s a light left to glow. When the night embraces us all. I’d rather embrace you.
Track Name: The Other Side
Escaped from sinking ships, their new homes are burning —
again. Set on fire by present day’s failures, fueled by the faceless mass — and you, spreading fear of losing little status to those who have lost everything. Degrading human fates to factors, taking your privileges for given. On the fences other side or in the hazards at the sea..
This could be you and me.
Leaving all we’ve known, would be the last option left. It might take our lives but staying here meant death as well. Despair and hope as the driving forces. So many tried the same way and so many died before us. Whatever it may take to reach what’s worth called life. It could be you and me.
Track Name: Tour Delusion
The context, that surrounds you is contracting to a narrow center. Walls of obstination protect you from all accusations. All social contriadictions that happen inevitably are easier to explain with someone to blame. I don’t believe in conspiracies, I believe in reasons.
Track Name: Becoming A_Ware
For some the only way to see the stars will always be looking into the reflecting gutters at night when they roam the streets. Passing other persons, that don’t care. Who they’ll never talk to about feelings which they don’t share. This is not what advertising and pretty sounding slogans promised of what life could be and what they could need. And what they could reach is no concern to the abusive structures that they are not aware of, while they’re becoming a ware themselves. Like everything else.
Becoming aware, Becoming a ware.
Track Name: Life. Life. Disaccord.
We find ourselves in a time. When nothings wrong enough to be right. Confine in the face of.. Intensifying competitive situations wherever you look at. One step back, a hundred forward. In false directions. Produce distractions. From growing baseness and malevolence to the average indifference. Fanatic violence, religious deathwish. Culminate in extinction phantasies. Sometimes I feel so far away from all this I almost fail to see it. Sometimes I think I’m too close to all this I fear I will submerge. But I refuse. I still believe this can be overcome. Until this day we have to arrange with: Life. Life. Disaccord.