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Pain​-​Powered Machine b​/​w Things That Serve

by Nameless Creations

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1.
Pain-Powered Machine 03:32
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She lives in the hole in my heart Her face is abstract art I heard love will tear us apart You can never see the end, when you're stuck on the beginning Her love is the meanest thing like a pain-powered machine Step into the fire of love with me The wonders don't care, once we shall see Blue turns to red, than it all fades to grey I won't tell what she would say She kneels before me as I crawl to fame Catch as catch can, no matter when Her soul's purified, mine's forever unclean like a pain-powered machine Like Macbeth I shall sleep no more When I'm lying with you on the floor Like Macbeth I shall sleep no more When my soul is rust to the core Like Macbeth I shall sleep no more When dying begins behind the closed door Like Macbeth I shall sleep no more No more dreams without my goddess whore She makes me wanna be forgotten Step into the oblivion with me The wonders don't care, we shall never see What's after, what's before us and what will never be Maybe someday she will be back Maybe someday she will bring me back home The flaming gates are closing down Leaving me outside the pleasuredome Leaving me alone, the blackness of the screen Now I'm the petrol for the machine
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Things That Serve 04:19
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Roses are a misery fuel Thorns inside your heart Pitiful men never believe Pride won't let them see At least we have the things that serve that keep us away from empathy Love can kill only when its real Belief can prove what you feel Luck is lost, truth generates pain Things that serve, bind like chains Loser can win when he's got his things Proven to believe that they serve him well To catch the world beneath his feet All you need is a drop of belief Like winning battle was in your reach You've climb the highest rampart To see the conflagration you left behind Fire lightens faces of the blind Love can kill only when its real Belief can prove what you feel Luck is lost, truth generates pain Things that serve, bind like chains Like villain never cries Even when he blinks his eyes Sleeping under the black disguise Like liar never swears And a thief never brings back stolen things Things that serve him well On this permenent and hopeless road to hell

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✔ Great new single from Warsaw’s NAMELESS CREATIONS. Having three LPs behind them, their droning post-punk sound comes well established, with songs that are longer and tend toward the macabre (look no further than the cover). The lyrical poetry is what captures me here, and with the vocals more spoken than sung, you hear every bit. The B-side is my pick of the two, with its wickedly depressing ender “Luck is lost, truth generates pain / Things that serve, bind like chains.” Dorian’s vocals aside, this group goes beyond guitars and drums (throughout their career), adding keys and violin here that do well to accompany their ghoulish sound.

Reviewer: Willis Schenk (Maximum Rockandroll), Issue MRR #464 • January 2022 | maximumrocknroll.com

✔ Polish goth-rockers Nameless Creations follow their 2019 album with this new single, and with its cover drawing of a 1920s flapper with a naked devil-man on a leash, how could I not give it a try? I remember their album as sounding kinda raw, pained and morbid – to be honest, I haven’t spun it since writing the review back in the sweetly naive winter of 2019 – but “Pain-Powered Machine” comes bursting through the door. They probably sound more like The Hives than they realize here, albeit somewhat neutralized by the piano-led swagger I’d associate with Pleasure Forever. It’s not overly arena-sized, but I still can’t imagine that many obsessive fans of My Chemical Romance and AFI would snub their noses at it. “Things That Serve” allows the half-drunk bluster of the a-side to fully take over, swaying like a small boat in the wake of a larger one, which is emphasized by the brief violin solo. Vocalist Dorian Wiseblood quickly interrupts it with his tirade against (or for?) love, sounding as if World Inferno Friendship Society were booked for a controversial funeral. If your name is “Dorian Wiseblood”, you damn sure better be playing music in a band like this!

Tuesday, February 1st, 2022 | Reviews | YellowGreenRed.com

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released November 19, 2021

Dorian Wiseblood: vocals
Bass: Harry Throat
Guitar: Vivien Karnal
Drums: Greg Jabhelius

Keyboards in track #1: Marcin Klimczak
Violin in track #2: Kornel Krupiński

Recorded in Mustache MInistry, Warsaw, PL

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We pray on fire as we dance on the razor's edge
we dare you to be real and to accept the gift of sin
we see clearly with our diamond eyes
we are nameless in name and wicked in blood
we are with you in the darkness waiting
we always want more
we are nameless creations ... more

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