The Doomed City

by Necropanther

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anaccident This album is so good. Fans of Skeletonwitch will LOVE this. Favorite track: The Thinker.
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TheKenWord2017 Wild. Unrestrained. Irresistible. This genre-bending gobsmacker is the business, and business is good in The Doomed City. Favorite track: Arcade.
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Shamma Boyarin Very high quality musicianship but does not sound over produced or "cute". Neatly expresses the chaos of thrash. Part of what makes them sound so good are the vocals that help "blacken" the final product. Occasional shades of Melechesh (in a good way). Favorite track: The Doomed City.
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King of Hell Some amazing blackened thrash👊 its a real punch to the face😎 its like skeletonwitch and amon amarth had q kid and man was that kid a kick ass mofo! this is some of the best thrash ive heard in a while😍 Favorite track: Renew.
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1.
03:55
When I reach my final day, I still have one debt to repay. To build a stable society, My last day. Life so short, is this really it? Feel so young, I have to submit. Pain will come, ignore phobia. World unknown, utopia. Legends have to be true. Sandmen are hunting for you. Surviving, gun versus knife. Fly toward your renewed life. Renew Fly to the sky. Renew Born as you die. Renew End, idolized. Renew Death, authorized. I will die as I have lived: Sex and death, no need to forgive. The flower flashes, and I will return. I will be reborn as I burn. Why would you run? Can’t beat the gun, Sandmen spare no one. Don’t want to be renewed.
2.
When there’s a blinking flower Detected on the network, The DS sandmen heed the call. Possessing lethal power, We specialize in wet-work. We have the means to kill them all. Our order holds the thin black line. You will burn alive, But you will try; Cowards must run to survive. The worst thing any man can Attempt is try to prolong, Existing older than he should. The Thinker makes a plan To keep the people strong; A human thinking is not good. You must run From my gun Until you cannot breathe. Save your life For Sanctuary.
3.
02:33
When your life seems empty And you can’t face reality, Arcade is where we numb the pain. With acid and booze too, You purchase a New You. The shop will teach you love again. Guided like a pinball, Waste your life in the arcade. Ignore the world, feel good. Indulge yourself – you should. Thinker owns the master plan. Step on the circuit. Dress down and work it. You give your body to the night.
4.
02:16
Sanctuary run. Your passage in the silent car Leads you to a vacant church Ruled by Billy cub, he slices DS who come this far. Cathedral lays in ruins After the death of God. We live as feral children, Authority declawed. Rats taken raw feed Mary-Mary, Breathe in the strength from poisoned speed. The ankh will show me Sanctuary, As The Thinker has decreed. You will age, Your flower red. The bloom of youth is gone, Exiled adult instead. Cathedral lays in ruins Beyond the death of God. We live as feral children, Authority declawed.
5.
The fourth horseman Rides the land. Steed of starvation Brings plague and famine. In wet depths Where the light dies A plasteel city Molly lies. Force of fathoms, Molly hold. Crushing pressure, Bulkheads fold. Jets of water Slice through steel. Thousands die, The dome fills. When land ran bare, No food to feed. We farmed the protein, Greens from the sea. Thinker’s blind spot Becomes the runners’ track. Whale places them in cells to hold the pressure back. The cell you’re in will crumble too. The sunken city crushes you. And in the cell you shall remain Until the icy sea reclaims.
6.
02:48
You’re in Hell now. The ice surrounds. No life is found. Midnight sun glares In this nightmare, Thousands of miles of ice wilderness. Between The Bering Sea, All the way To Baffin Bay. Hell is here, Fate unclear. Named after an ancient Religious concept Of eternal punishment, Cold and bright. Freezing and forsaken Crippling and blinding Howling glacial frost Subzero world of White on white on white. I close my eyes. Immobilize, It is not wise. Box is here. Now there’s fear. Tortured a ten year old girl, Waiting for her life to unfurl. Injured while trying to escape, Miracle to reshape. What could not be found was made, One hand made a cutting blade. Chrome legs coils cables, Brain unwired, unstable. Is he alive? Do you know? Cold wind blows. Insane in a fantasy world, Man nor machine. Ice sculptures of walrus and bird, Crystal eyes gleam. Yellow, red, blue illuminating Zircon fish waves. New models hesitating, You are slaves. Pose for me, Be set free. Brother to the thinker Sharing all its wisdom Circuits and ways. Thread the force field. Modeling in passion We are naked, freezing, Showering with ice shards Sparkling, it floats In the air. Torture is a fine art. Excel at my passion, Your death is exquisite. Beg for life Or you die. Trapped within the ice cage, Break through the bars in precise rage. Pillars crash and collapse. Palace crushed, Box is entrapped In winter Forever.
7.
03:22
Crazy Horse towers strong, Pillar of Lakota warrior. Concealed within the caverns long Wired like webs: Do what it says. Thinker, the tyrant Of the machines Follow majority, Do not question authority. Revolution, extinct No one will speak, For they are all weak. Algorithm of your life Programmed to preside Where people have no rights. The Thinker is true. The Thinker is right. Don't try to fight. No one to stand or speak, No one to dare to be unique. No one to fight or try. The way it decrees, How you live and die. The Thinker is true, The Thinker is right. There won't be a coup, DS rule the night. The Thinker is true, The Thinker is right. “My lands are Where my dead lie Buried.”
8.
Self destruct, Defy their decree. Heed the pact: Rebel blood tithing. Hideaway In gilded trappings. Feigned glamour Belies the potent Raw Brutal Creature Within. Scorch the earth with Demonic fire Hard blackened trails of death. Escapee Give flesh, your fee, The price you pay to flee. Time is up Poison flows through you. Red and black Hand of flashing doom. Seize the cure, Pay with your hide. Jato fire Ignites the hellride. Scorch the earth with Demonic fire Hard blackened trails of death. Escapee Give flesh, your fee, The price you pay to flee. Carve, grind, rip, tear. Ride through the sky Fireball engage warfare. Escapee Give flesh, your fee, To toy with the machine. Rutago On your track, D-stick go, Kill, attack!
9.
The thirty ninth amendment: Birth control act. Personal infringement; The young fight back. The old will die; Revolution. We shall arise; Revolution. Senate and congress are all Dragged out to hang. Police nation in downfall, World swept away. I define my fate. Overpopulate. Murder is now allowed: Parricide. The law is disavowed: Genocide. Twenty-seven-two, All the world is youth.
10.
02:14
Its claws and its bite Rule the houses of white. Her stripes rank her high. Queen’s roar, war cry. Darkness In a blink of an eye Fallen, So quick to die. Hunters become hunted, She won't be confronted. Swift, large, and ferocious, Chase, kill, atrocious. No chance, Escape or die trying. Be seen, Last breath alive. Entrails spread and chewed, Death scent exude, Queen rules her land, Wasteland unmanned. Queen rules her land, Death is at hand.
11.
02:42
Injured, I crawl and carry. Onward we drive. Lead you to Sanctuary, Barely alive. Watch The child hunter. He stalks The abandoned town. Quarry, the runner, Leads on to cut him down. Factory full of smoke and gas, DS man in pursuit. The kill will remind you, There’s a link to the past. Is there a commune In outer space? Dark side of the moon, The human race. Injured, I crawl and carry, Onward we drive. Lead you to Sanctuary, Barely survived.
12.
03:14
The young will die alone. Old enough to die alone. Not afraid to die alone All the children die alone. Realize you’re getting old, No one cares if I live or die. In my hand, the threat of doom. Time is never on my side. No more living trapped inside Where I was living like a slave. Running, hiding, I will pay To beat the mandatory suicide.
13.
04:24
Five... Still so far to go. And still so far to fly To leave them all below. Four... A second life to live. I escape but can’t forgive The Thinker and its lies. Light the candle and we’ll disappear. Nothing else could ever keep us here. Argos beckons us so far away, For us to fly. The journey is near – Sweat glistening, fear. The red will turn black, Never look back. Climb up the spire. In through the door. Light up the fires. Engines will roar. Three... Sun will boil the sea The children will not see Consequence till it’s too late. Two... Violence calls to you. Mankind will pursue Bloodshed – this will be his fate. Light the candle and we’ll disappear. Nothing else could ever keep us here. Argos beckons us so far away, Countdown to one. Memories flicker again The sandman I used to be. Youth is gone. What will remain of me? I had life, now a new one. Obeyed before, how can I be free?

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released November 15, 2019

Paul Anop - Guitar, Vocals
Marcus Corich - Bass
Joe Johnson - Guitar
Haakon Sjogren - Drums

Words and music by Necropanther
Published by DeepSearch Audio (ASCAP), Magister Ludi Tunes (ASCAP), Meowmeow Music (ASCAP), Mortis Music (ASCAP)
Copyright 2019, all rights reserved.

Produced by Necropanther

Mixed and Mastered by Dave Otero | Flatline Audio | Denver, CO | Sept 16 - 26, 2019

Recorded by Felipe Patino | Green Door Recordings | Denver, CO | June 19 - Sept 9, 2019

Cover art by Max Sherman

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We are NECROPANTHER. Short, thrashy death metal songs from a dystopian future. Denver, Colorado.

Paul Anop: Guitar, Vocals
Marcus Corich: Bass
Joe Johnson: Guitar
Haakon Sjogren: Drums

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