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Skeletons built to last in concrete
Like tombstones in these barren lands
Standing so strong in reflection
Against the pale grey skyThese suburbs are full of zombies
Infected by plague and festering boils
Foul scent of the rotting ones
The decaying remains of a happier timeChildren of black coffins
Awaiting to be sincerely torn
Bones are crushed by machinery
Their dust will be spread by the stormInexhaustible crowds of graveyards
Condemned to a life of rats
Overwhelmed by endless torment
The ones above are laughing at youChildren of suburban wastelands
Awaiting to be ground into sand
Hopes are being crushed by machinery
Their souls are burning across the land

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Winterkälte, members Eric de Vries, Udo Wiessmann
A complex architecture of hypnotic sounds and rhythms in steady turns. Pounding beats define Winterkälte's unique style of abstract aggression, of which the main target is the whole central nervous system and all its neural connectors. Obliterating, generally pummelling non-stop rhythms melded with heavy electronics to result in a violent distorted and blurring circle of noise. Lace those stomper boots up tight and prepare yourself for the brutal rhythmic onslaught that is Winterkälte.


Read more about Winterkälte on Last.fm.


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