Beneath Grow Lights Thou Shalt Rise, by Cannabis Corpse

Beneath Grow Lights Thou Shalt Rise

by Cannabis Corpse

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EklektikTrip Brutal Death, dans les règles de l'Art, avec concept/thématique :
le Cannabis... comme l'indique leur nom. lol
Et c'est sur ce point seul qu'ils se démarquent, car techniquement, comme je disais plus haut, ils sont efficaces et lourds mais véloces, alternant leurs maîtrises rythmiques avec brio, avec de rares solos.
Cet album est pour moi, le plus étoffé (sur 3 + 2 EP). Favorite track: Where The Kind Lives.

ralfi SHIIIIIIEESH
Lots of their songs are - to my humble opinion - better than the originals.
(Remember OBITUARY´s - Version of Circle of the Tyrants?!
Something along that kind of feel)

ntngps Crazy good death metal Favorite track: Blame it on Bud.

Jack Butler'75 It's damn hard to decide on a favorite track. BLAZE OF TORMENT is greatness,but I think the whole album rips so... Favorite track: Blaze of Torment.

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1.	Visions From The Dankside 01:00		buy track
2.	Lunatic of Pot's Creation 03:46		buy track
3.	Blame it on Bud 02:55	lyrics	buy track
BLAME IT ON BUD Green oppression, our choices at their discretion Control obsession, I think it's time we teach these politicians a lesson No more excuses, we've had enough, we're out for blood To save your lives you'll legalize but still you... Blame it on, blame it on, blame it on bud Problems seen aren't from weed Still they will blame it on bud Crime is intertwined by the scoring of drugs, made to be thugs They blame it on bud Lies, a sign of our times, into their minds, decriminalize or spill their blood Dropouts, gangs, and teenage births Depressed losers with no self-worth's All the things that parents fear All stem from drugs, TV and beer? Well I ain't buying that, it gets me pissed Nay-saying crooks- you're on our list Until it's taxed, it is quite clear Loss of profit is all they fear Its time to gather in line leaving behind protesting signs Getting our enemies high Spreading of lies, arise, militarize, attack from all sides Its coming to an end Drop guillotines in crimson spurts Stoners emerge on red alert Dragged through the streets by toking bangers Swing from the gallows by hemp-made hangers Arm yourselves for coup d'etat Marijuana militia martial law We won't stop till all of them are dead
4.	Chapel of Bowls 03:10		buy track
5.	Dead by Bong 02:44		buy track
6.	Immortal Pipes 03:21		buy track
7.	Blaze of Torment 02:50		buy track
8.	Sworn To The Bag 03:03		buy track
9.	Where The Kind Lives 03:12		buy track
10.	Gateways to Inhalation 03:40		buy track
11.	Slave to the Chron 03:21		buy track
12.	Beneath Grow Lights Thou Shalt Rise 03:12		buy track