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Plague Party

by Nameless Creations

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1.
Plague Party 04:35
Bear witness as we die! Pestilential breeze in a compulsive sleeve Scorching heat - five thousand degrees Vein is the sewer in the human form Cut it up, spread it - set free the worms Blackening sun turns to fiery moon We’ve always been next to you in your room Break a window, people must eat Kill your dignity at the plague party Break a window, people must eat Hell knocks on your door To start a plague party Venomous bite, spooky nights We all burn, till the master returns Fire does magic with human skin Purifies what’s rotting within Plague is what's holding you tight You can feel the venom inside Hypothermic shiver, thrill a little pain in the brain breaks the will to be insane Break a window, people must eat Kill your dignity at the plague party Break a window, people must eat Hell walks through your door It’s a plague party Bear witness as we sink into insanity The plague rides high all gods die All the sins get immortalized We fall like a plague Down down down down, falling Falling, falling down Falling down on me Such an exquisite catostrophy
2.
Darkness falls on poison island Snakes of satan crawl through the branches Words spoken to the dead, heard by no one The misery of men goes on and on The kiss of dawn tragic end of the night Beneath the trees no air and venomous bites Ghosts cry in pain, nature’s drained of life The heart of the ghost reaches for you tonight Days predicted by the damned The living can’t be forgiven The tainted night of pain When the dead are getting even Words spoken by the damned The dead can hear what the living can’t The dead are the living on the poison island Ghosts' hearts cry when flowers decay Ghosts' hearts vanish, demons laugh in vain
3.
Out of Black 03:32
After God, after dark Without the light I come Spectral staircase of my mind, beware the inescapable fall Fellow faces don’t feed the worry The sky is black out of God's fury There will be a disaster that will devour our world For those, who survive it will never be a cure I'm out of black but I see through you I'm out of black But I move through you a place to fall is where the church bells ring Underground dwellers copulate within The lonely girl in the window dreams for those who die The plague has its chapter with her final cry The song of the scourge is a devil's delight Darkness will enshroud wretched mankind Lonely girl's final cries will join our goodbyes This house ain’t no home but a perfect place to die You're out of black and you're moving through me You're out of black and you're moving through me you’re in, I’m out
4.
Marshland 06:19
As I stumbled down to the swamp I found out there was no way out I found all the former sins of the world Lacerating my temples like the crown of thorns in the mud that was devouring my body up from down I saw the reflection of the blood-red sundown and your face, stuck in my mind like a nail Your depraved love put me on this forsaken trail No matter if I sink no matter if I swim I'll end up torn apart from within I'll never die again, I won't leave this world alive and all my wildest dreams won't ever be revived Damned if I do, damned if I don’t This is the place my spirit will haunt There's a menace on the marshland There are wolves prowling at your door All you can hear and see is evil Where God exists no more This is the place where the deceivers go Where the daylight is unknown Once so brave in heart, now so empty inside You’re lost on the marshland, the wild world's darkest side There's a menace on the marshland There are no friends of yours here The trees are alive and hostile Craving to devour everyone who's adventured this far You're in for the strand, down here on the marshland There's a menace on the marshland There's a devil in the swamp You can hear him as he gets close to you As your beliefs sink in the mud God forgot this abominable structure Where evil grows in the darkness Drown all your hopes in the swamp The angel of death is after you You can hear him sing and the devil's playing stolen angel's harph till the traveller's soul is torn apart oh yes, there's a menace on the marshland there's a monster in the swamp a man hangin' from the tree Is the only evidence I see you're doomed here on the marshland this land ain’t your land, this is marshland
5.
In the house of whipcord, in the house of slit wrists Welcome to the place where only madness exists You can cry for help every waking night But in this valley of shadow, there's no God by your side Hope is gone, there may never be one You're living, being punished for having been born Every day's a struggle to stay alive, and dying is a way to survive You're sitting in the cell, realizing all hope has gone You're a dead man, you're a loony, you interest no one Day by day you live, waiting to die You live being watched by scientists' eyes If this isn't hell then I don't know what is Chained to the nightmare of mental disease Satan's spithole, it is what it is Day by day you live down on your knees Men in white never say a word Your state of mind is their absurd Hope is gone, there may never be one You're living, being punished for having been born Every day's a struggle to stay alive, and dying is a way to survive You're sitting in the cell, realizing all hope has gone You're a dead man, you’re a loony you interest no one Souls are on fire in this prison of stone Their past and future remains unknown They’re chained to the bed in a cell without a door and this will be till they exist no more
6.
Harry's dirty, he's got bloodstains on him Flew out of hell and down to the pit He’s dirty and his proud of it Got psychotic back in summer All in blood now, what a bummer! I have a recurring vision of him That hits me like a hammer from within Harry's dirty, all splendored in sin Spitting words of the demented truth Broke the faith that was inside you You wanted God, now you got a proof Four strings and to sing along Couple of chords to hang it all on Never thought it'll come out so strong Harry's dirty, he's got bloodstains on him A gathering of people is forming a heat His blood like red carpet all over the street He did this to himself, and he's proud of it he's the best and the worst, he's everywhere - whoever sees it, admits it Harry's dirty all splendored in sin Angels call home as the devil grins He'll stick to his strings through thick and thin If the heaven comes down or pandemonium begins Harry's past is the mausoleum of truth and still plucking the strings with his nail and tooth and he wrote these words with his blood Harry's dirty, and the blood stains his white suit He did it to himself because he wanted to You wanted God, now you got a proof Heaven in his hell will do him no good Harry’s dirty and it’s well understood
7.
Sick King 06:45
Crumble down the bones The feather's stained with blood with blood, with blood Lips so sweet, two words they repeat (sick king, sick king) It will appear when you close your eyes The fainthearted leave the auditory The rest will be mesmerized Nocturnal creatures of the sleeping mind This evening, in this fading light Become unbind, become unbind (hail the sick king) Night is for the wicked, so they sing "Sick King" Thy faith is sealed Their hate is concealed Masks drop off when the time comes Nightmare's parade is marching through the fields Minds seek for terror while hands are craving to kill Massive dreams brought to life with Macbeth's cold knife Hide your hate, hide your hate Make your dream their nightmare Make them watch, make them wait, make them worship The sick king Night is for the wicked, so the wicked sing "Sick King" A million hours of fear, the sickness lingers for years
8.
I just needed respect Craving for some love Wanted to get up from my knees Like shade, you put on me, this wicked decree Tell me, love, how long can forever be? Where could we have been? They've never found us Listening to the last song for the last dance But the child laid there dead, sleeping As I wanted to reanimate it To make it shine again Your silent screams are waking me up and put the whole universe asleep, as you'd wanted it to be And I was left alone to live, in the void that makes no sound With no eyes to look at, no hand to hold and no soul around I remember us two In the doorway we stood In a long gone vision in some other time It was long ago in another man's mind This memory was shut in the eye, and threw away behind Now I'm awaiting infliction With all my appeals declined I couldn’t help crying when I heard the decree Tell me, baby, how long can forever be?
9.
Shadow Hour 03:38
Burn the paper, say the spell and the creature will arise This world hath no fury, no chance to survive Look in the eye of the savage beast where the worst nightmares are released in the every of the six heads, sanity's ripped up to the shreds Where packs of dogs seek blood, the perfume is the scent of death Loyalties scatter, treason labors on, watch the door to your soul Hallowed ground grants no safety for the traitors in their notoriety Take the cup from the savage hand that raped and sold the sacred land Take the cup from the savage hand that raped and sold the sacred land "Tie them to the tree," they said, It's not right to pray at night What was wrong will stay forever, buildings burn and ashes a-scatter All becomes nothing when you reach the crown The shadow land still awaits the golden dawn We stand above your bed like mourners Now there's nothing left for us here Reach for the fire of the passion that has been lost We'll go and party with all the guests After-death delirium Feel the guilt of the doomed nation Sacred fire drowns the liar Follows shadows into damnation The end of all days, the end of all things
10.
I woke up in an abandoned house saw the portraits of the deceased silent screams upon their heat that were craving for the blood so sweet nothing was the same that night they were wrong, I was right through the corridor to the sidewalks concrete I had my head filled with their screams they lured me there to grab their souls the devil and god that night switched their roles I had never seen a night so bright they were wrong and I was right It had once been a defectors home but they always sought more room to roam humming songs that summon hell you and I don’t know such spells you can’t imagine such delights they were wrong and I was right unholy brothers gave me a word in the night of the phantom lord they truly thought it would end up soon with the gleam of the screaming moon and only moon can throw such light they were wrong and I was right Day of the moon…

about

We are back! Four years after our first LP Upon God's Call we can proudly present Plague Party, the newest material we've been working on since the line-up change in 2018.

Music video for PLAGUE PARTY: youtu.be/0WzaJSWJ80I

"Instead of hiding behind crystalline waves of reverb, they’re screeching and drooling through songs with titles like “Dirge For A Lunatic” and “Poison Island”. It would make Christian Death and Bauhaus proud, I’m sure. These songs are ramshackle and spooky, at some points sounding like Nick Cave if he hailed from a Southern California suburb in 1983, or some unstable melange of Subtonix, TV Ghost and Trop Tard." - Matt Korvette/YellowGreenRed

"If you like CHRISTIAN DEATH, SHADOW PROJECT, or SEX GANG CHILDREN, then you’ll love this album. Macabre, gloomy, but rockin’ as hell, NAMELESS CREATIONS open this album with the title track “Plague Party”, and continue the goth rock party for another nine songs that meander in a sort of stream-of-consciousness style, but also kick in where it’s needed. This is one of those albums that you’ll drop the needle on and soon find yourself wanting to listen to on repeat." - Seth McBurney/MRR #487 • December 2023

"If you can handle it all together, you’ll enjoy a storm of biting guitars and it doesn’t matter if these guitars occasionally play melodies too (it’s all part of the game). The drummer will make your ears sweat, while the regular punk bassist, (who works alone all the band’s ‘pain’), holds it all together and tight. Up front, the singer delivers one monumental ‘preaching’ after another with intense focus and concentration. The whole thing sounds very intense, occasionally dark at times, punk-to-the-bone, and clearly ‘broken’ as every band that messes with the deathrock ‘dirt’ respectively and with respect to their own band entirely." - Loud Cities’ Mike/Whitelight-Whiteheat.com

"After all, it's dark punk / death rock with some goth touches, but because of the noisy guitars and manic vocals, remind me more of Scratch Acid or Laughing Hyenas and, of course, Birthday Party, not The Sisters of Mercy and similar dark wave stuff come to mind more than once. There is no trace of kitschy romance or pathos here. A very, very good record." rnr666

credits

released October 13, 2023

Dorian Wiseblood - vocals, lyrics
Harry Throat - bass
Jimmy Chainge - guitar
James Anomalous - drums, synth, keyboards, backing vocals

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Nameless Creations Warsaw, Poland

PLAGUE PARTY:
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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
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