Galactic Oppression
by Xenocide
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I, Warning
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Space Rot
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Death from Orbit
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Remnants of Organics
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Galactic Oppression
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Xenocide
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All Music performed and recorded by Xenocide
Recorded @ The Hive Studios Aug 2011-Sep 2011
Produced / Engineered / Mixed by Curtis Buckoll (Rain City Recorders)
Mastered by Nick Moon (TonePro)
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All Music performed and recorded by Xenocide
Recorded @ The Hive Studios Aug 2011-Sep 2011
Produced / Engineered / Mixed by Curtis Buckoll (Rain City Recorders)
Mastered by Nick Moon (TonePro)
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released 16 January 2012
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Michael Jakes - Vocals
Zenon Shandro - Bass
Sean Leask - Guitars
David McGrigor - Percussion
Tabreez Azad - Guitars / Vocals
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Concept / Lyrics by Tabreez Azad
Artwork by Garret Egles
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Michael Jakes - Vocals
Zenon Shandro - Bass
Sean Leask - Guitars
David McGrigor - Percussion
Tabreez Azad - Guitars / Vocals
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Concept / Lyrics by Tabreez Azad
Artwork by Garret Egles
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Founded in 2008, writing for their first album "Galactic Oppression" began right away. After many changes, Xenocide
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completed their lineup in 2011.
Based out of Vancouver, BC, Canada, Xenocide brings space based technical death metal to the masses with lyrical content spanning Ascension, Colonization of other worlds and holographic universes.
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- Track Name: I, Warning
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1. I, Warning
Endless cycles sleep gently
Nothing but dark
Sensors bring me back to life
a discovery worth my time
Humans? Organic Life?
Breach of the Galactic Law
My creators sleep in eternal strife
Their knowledge must be passed on
Look to the fourth cluster of the Great Arm
This is where Life first began
From their home world they began to spread
the disease known as Death
This warning sent forth from those before
told of the Deadfall's ways
Now all but a few young races survive
doomed to meet their fates
My fathers fought in the Great Wars of Time
Three million years of knowledge purged
I am a remnant, a relic, a weapon
Use my databanks with utmost haste
Outnumbered by a type three race
Light-years nor parsecs no distance is safe
The day fast approaches when you all will join
Your makers in the space that exists beyond Time
Countless holes rip apart the canvas of Time
Space becomes distorted as you watch in shock
The Deadfall ships disperse then converge to herd the flock
Nothing can stop this Death Machine
No diversions necessary for their cause
Heartless force
From the skies they fall
Star after star collapse to meet their needs
Your region of space becomes dark for all Time - Track Name: Space Rot
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2. Space Rot
Die
Infestation
Malnutrition
Masses gather in hordes
Hunger converts omnivores into cannibals
Mothers feasting on their
offspring while fathers disgorge
Extinction of reality
balance is restored
The hive mind sparks
its tendrils self aware
Planetary conversion of mass energy and despair
Feeding off our own flesh and blood
Nothing can stop us
from infecting our neighbouring stars
The hive mind listens
ignoring the millions of screams
The undead and the living fighting in zero-G
We were Asgards
now we are the Horde
Cosmic winds among the stars
Necropolis is born
Consume
Science gone awry
horrid mistake
Millions dead
Souls raped
Hot zones quarantined and cleansed
more dead
there's too much space
Distances between the stars take years to navigate
The hive mind and the Horde have all the time they need
The Undead evolve and begin to propagate
Sickening reproduction of their species conflate
The Asgards created this monstrosity
In pursuit of ascension and the harnessing of gravity
You cannot stop an unstoppable force
We were once powerful gods of the Norse
Reckless use of nanotechnology
Leads to severe evolutionary anomalies
The cells they were meant to eliminate
Instead replicate at an exponential rate
To the stars We seed
laying dormant with lust
learning that this sickness
known as Death is all we need
The burning antimatter pumping through our veins
A past life form emerges
from a million years of sleep
To feed - Track Name: Death from Orbit
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3. Death from Orbit
Eight limbs fall down from the sky
We bring with us Armageddon
Fires will ignite and burn forever
Charred remains of a gutted corpse
No mercy, no remorse
Killing and purging is all we know
Melting flesh into the ground
We will crush your puny world
Killing
Purging
Burning
Bones misshapen with bludgeoning tools
Mass eradication takes its toll
Filthy bipeds are no more
The arachnids will have total control
Some of your kind we shall keep
To be our slaves the shoes on our feet
Once we gathered what we need
Your star will collapse to ready our fleet
Killing
Purging
Burning
Converting souls into meaning
Death from Orbit x4
Foolish humans
Freedom from tyranny is just a myth
The very same weapons
that promised you salvation have left you adrift
Scorched is the surface
Your planet lays in ruin and dissonance
And those who seek ascension must suppress
those who inherit intelligence
Eternal beings never sleep
they keep the fires burning
The Matriarch of Sorrow
the flagship of our fleet is returning
From the void that stretches from our home
To the endless sea of stars
Bringing with them brand new hope
The end result: Death from Orbit - Track Name: Remnants of Organics
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4. Remnants of Organics
Pathetic beings believing in life after death
Eclipse
there are no thoughts in the abyss
Biological process convert and redistribute
Seeds of life viciously renewed
A scorched world that once harboured life
Nothing remains
Remnants of Organics
Your quest for an answer has led you astray
Manipulation of a few is all that it takes
To set in motion your path to blissful decay
Law of life dictates your inevitable demise
Catastrophic effect leaves your planet in burning war
Oblivious to the true intent of your existence
A scorched world that once harboured life
Nothing remains
Remnants of Organics
Your quest for a god has led you astray
The time has come
Initiate doomsday
Sleep, your world is ours to keep
Dream, your lucid thoughts feed our Ascension Machine
Your soul forever trapped in the gravity swell
Your star holds you tight for eternity
Our harvester will encompass your ravaged system
Stellar core will collapse and you shall all be free
To be culled
Your thoughts molested beyond reason
Barred
Enslaved to be a means to our Ascension
Raped
Mental degradation leads to chaos
Comprehension no longer a tangible thought
Physical bodies are necessary
Organics and machines embrace to form a new entity
To wage this war
This xenocide
To conquer this Galaxy and exist outside of Time
Probing your feeble minds
No reaction instill new stimuli
Your souls hold the key
To free us from this wretched reality
Minds ripped from mutilated
bodies rotting in the boiling surface temperatures
You are begging for life
We foresee the outcome of
every species that can become a sentience to
challenge our divine goal must die
Satisfied we now move on
Activate the Time Shatter
Many more systems to exploit
before our goals are met
And we are ascended
When we are infinite
Dissemination of knowledge
the copying of a clone
Entropy these shards will never reform
Align through the mastery of life
Matter reassembles into intricate designs
Given a purpose to carry out
the rest of your existence
Melded driven pieces that make up the
Galactic Death Machine
Remnants of Organics
this is the epoch of Robotic Ascension
Join us in the central machine
that forever will rotate this artificial galaxy - Track Name: Misanthropic Dreams (Instrumental)
- None (Instrumental)
- Track Name: Galactic Oppression
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6. Galactic Oppression
Echoes drifting through space
Free from the malice, distortion
and everything that is organized thought
Vast, dark energy reigns
weaponized and used
Destruction envelops as extinction follows existence
Bound to a strange dimension
subservience or termination
Negligent resistance from those who oppose
Reintegration
Our kind one mind
We pursue the ultimate truth
All sentient worlds are commodious
necessary tools for galactic control
As our grip grows tighter
Devolution takes place and more systems fall
Through brutal oppression
Conditioned by eternal war
The time for harvest nears
and Life shall bear no weight
The search for equilibrium
shall balance this great plain
We will take control and depredate your mother star
One last glimpse of light
before everlasting dark
Ruled by an unseen force
Bred for galactic control
Killed in order to serve
We are the Deadfall; Octal and machine
We are legion inheritors of this galaxy
Keeper of the Fire, prime architect
Destiny of quadrality universal subsistence
How can you fathom what lays beyond?
Existence in eleven dimensions is an absurdity
To beings that resonate in four dimensional reality
The colors and spectra
incomprehensible shock and awe
You cry out in agony
as our mother ship descends to cull
Weak and pathetic you tremble and ask us why?
We look down and all eight eyes vaporize what's left
Our intent: Harvest souls for mass ascension!
Shed ourselves of corporeal form
through Galactic Oppression. - Track Name: Forgotten Bloodlines & Empty Oaths
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7. Forgotten Bloodlines and Empty Oaths
We wage a war against your kind
Against your will you will be ours
Our sacrifices will not be in vein
Your bacterial existence is all that remains
Burning corpses and gurgling flesh
Your cities will fall a coming distress
Our oath was broken and now we must purge
In blood your planet shall be submerged
Forgotten bloodlines and empty oaths
Your armies and sentience are no more
Free are our brothers no more dreams
We've instilled Galactic Law
Forgotten bloodlines and empty oaths
The blinding light that is our justice
our hammer perforates your burning world
Hacking slashing ripping bashing
Concentrated light emissions
Putrid stench that is your carcass
You pay the price for heresy
You are blind in your own ways
We are deaf to your repenting
Your deeds are unforgivable
Your kind is weak and fermenting
Your kind is weak and dying
Your kind is weak and you are burning
Created then forgotten
Betrayed defaced and rejected
Lifeless for all time
Darkness envelops your ignorant minds
Our fleet exits the place
located beyond time and space
Orbital bombardment begins
Thousands of suns erupt on the surface
Devices used to rape and
cultivate souls for indefinite storage
Now it is your race that is betrayed
and forgotten
The chains that enslaved shattered at last
Our masters lay upon our feet
The stars above await our fires
Nothing can stop us nor cause us defeat
Forgotten bloodlines and empty oaths
Two eyes that deceived us
burned away and are no more
A new reign begins
Ethereal life for our taking
History repeats
Eight swords will enslave - Track Name: Xenocide
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8. Xenocide
Through dirt, metal, warmth and light
Hatred cold, killing all
those who live: euthanize
Severed, waging Xenocide
Amassing ships, knowledge gained
the stars our supreme domain
Pebbles in the sky life flies
The queen demands purging all
sentience; uniform
Any and all opposition
Crushed under our infinite might
Amalgamation of a trillion souls
Burning holes through space
and time, the divine
Dispersing from the galactic core
Innovate the machines
that will cause your defeat
Eons like sand for life to unfurl
Swept away, melting fast, rapid burn
millions of worlds
Eight swords wielded for every star
Obsolete flesh and blood
bringer of the cleansing fires
Polar energy gathered for war
Triple redundancy ensures maximum effect
Gravity and temperature always win
reducing entire species to charred remains
Xenocide what a beautiful sight
upon your worlds we rain
Entire legions invade your nations
with weapons that put you to your graves
Your bodies are useless containers for the meek
Your souls are what we seek
You fight us in three dimensions so weak
We rule all eleven plains
Souls gathered we power the machine
Limited our soul reserves, finite our energy
No more viable stars are left
to harvest from this galaxy
Our warships enter the dark matter void
We reach out to the fires that lay beyond
Billions of spirals to subdue our greed
Trillions of points of energy
Xenocide what a beautiful sight
upon your worlds we rain
Entire legions invade your nations
with weapons that put you to your graves
Countless generations lie ahead
massive migration to the heavens beyond
Novae burn with such intensity
never witnessed before
