Harmony Fault piosenki

The mess of chaos. Dusty in the end of all things. The Carvalho and Silva families. Hate that fades into blood. The Man is the real monster. "The Night of the Chupacabras" is a brazilian horror film directed by Rodrigo Aragão in 2011. 

Occultism. The Daughters of Darkness defy the Light. The Holy Book in flames. Filthy orgasms for the creatures of habit. Possessed by all that is cursed. Mexican horror film directed by Juan López Moctezuma in 1978. 

"O que somos? Somos o VHS PAL-M do escracho, os senhores do Kanibaru Sinema, a ralé do cinema!!! Somos a ralé!!! A ralé!!! A ralé!!!" "Não quero um pouco de sangue. Quero um balde cheio". Manifesto Canibal by Petter Baiestorf e Cesar Souza. 

Never-ending aggression. Spiting in your fucking face. The blade that runs through your flesh thrills me. Leads to ecstasy. Unspeakable curse. Nothing remains. 

Nauseating odour of the destructive process of the bodies. Flesh given to the worms. Unavoidable organic molecules. Devoured from inside. 

A simple tribute to the grandfather of gore Lucio Fulci and his work "Paura Nella Città dei Morti Viventi" released in 1980 and known as City of the Living Dead. The introduction of the song depicts the scream of horror envisioning the hanging of the priest wh...

Cold and hardened. No muscles moving. Open and grueling eyes. Flies licking the face. Hordes of ravenous maggots. Catharsis. Frenzy of decomposition. 

Crowd of cawing crows around me. Why am I still alive? Inert and powerless, I feel a fucking peck devouring my old rotted eye. Damned pain - my friend. Bring me death, old pal. 

The introduction of this sound reminds the character Pluto in the 1977 movie “The Hills Have Eyes”, who screams against a dog "I'll strangle you with your own guts". However, forget the dog: the phrase could well apply to us, the virulent human race. We are th...

Cutting and tearing the flesh surrounding the bone. Absorbing the blood that insists to gush. Saving a little blood for breakfast in the morning. Fire. To incinerate the bones. 

Bloody revenge. Italian gothic horror. The spell of Barbara Steele in black and white. Masterpiece of the director Mario Bava. Released in 1960. 

Hangover from cheap wine and sitting on a dirty bed of a stinking room of some cheap hotel, I feel that "nine-tenths of me have already died, but I guard the remaining one-tenth with a gun". It might not be a lust garden, but just the stinky latrine dug miles...

Hanging slow. The way to die. No man's land. Feeding the vultures. Down to nothingness. Carrion, carrion. Hail emptiness. 

Masterpiece directed by Jörg Buttgereit that portrays the daily life of a romantic and necrophiliac couple. The decadent poetry of death is ruled by a dense, repetitive and chaotic soundtrack. This song introduction reminds the broomstick used in the orgiastic...

Tribute to the master Edgar Allan Poe and his short story "Berenice" which depicts the obsessions of Egaeus and his fetish for her cousin Berenice’s teeth. The lady is astonishing pretty, and begins to suffer from a degenerative disease that takes her life. Co...

Afraid of my reflection in the mirror. Fuel booze. The scent. The flavour. Filth lover, liquid pleasure. Excrement’s voyeur. 

Nausea to my delight. Force and explode. My flesh is burning. Stomach contents, tasty acidity. Smeared reflection in the mirror. Emetophilia. Emetophagia. Paraphilia life style. 

Stench of excrements, visceral scent. Muddy red, rain of guts. Intestinal remnants. Bath me in decomposition, devour the rubbish. 

The scent of decomposition turns on my libido. The urge for violation calls me. But first I must satisfy my hunger. My victims are lying in barrels and patient await their turn on the menu. Rotting flesh, a good meal waits for me. 

The year: 1864. The place: The Arvoredo Street in Porto Alegre, Rio Grande do Sul, Brazil. The butcher’s gorgeous wife brought the victims to the butchery house to be killed and dismembered by her husband, to make sausages with their flesh. The bones were diss...