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Age of Concrete

by WOODWORK

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    Nine songs full length album with screen printed artwork.

    Recorded and mixed in June 2020 at La Garçonnière, France by Mathieu Zuzek. Mastered by Antoine Gandon.

    Art by Lisa (front, back and insert)
    Art by Hugues Pzzl (band logo)
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    Stonehenge Records (STONE 072)

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1.
Panopticon 02:34
Only shadows haunt these streets. Cleared from scars and struggle Pacification putting hope in shackles Leaving soulless cities to eat themselves A swarm of faceless numbers A mere disposable existence stuck on a loop Disconnected. Sequestrated lonesomeness. Trapped in the tunnel vision These desolated places will always be ours. Left to rot under our prying eyes. Beyond the facade. Blackened to the bones. Behind these doors lie what you hide The rule of reason Not forgotten nor gone The lone wolf dies so the pack survives There’s no head, no crown to cut A nameless force that sweeps us all Watching from [the] tower above
2.
Born into this void. A breath of life in a choking world. I see my mother exhausted, my siblings skinned alive Wondering what’s that smell? Not alone but in the dark, I've never known daylight A nightmare I won't wake up from This existence is inexistence Inbred, poisoned and tortured Not having a voice is no reason to die Not having a voice is no reason to die I wish I could tear away your blinders But you already know the truth Complacency is not love Your cravings sign my death sentence Indulge in your false compassion Your love is only destruction I bleed your fake empathy. I bleed Not having a voice is no reason to die Not having a voice is no reason to die You can convince yourself You're not holding the knife You can convince yourself You can convince yourself But you don't care if I live or die Clean hands and peaceful mind. Clean hands!
3.
Resurgence 02:16
Unchained liberty. Sweat tastes like ropes. Annihilate all dreams. The ink is dry now. No justice to deny. Will she ever be at peace? Even her skin doesn’t fit You paid the price. They took everything but blood. No salvation, even in death No salvation, even in death They slit the victims' throats, and you were scared They put rusty chains. A call to hatred Picture this tragedy. Call to hatred. Call to hatred. Picture this. Cursed memory on dry lips Picture this. Eyes fixed, skin deep The taste of cursed memory on dry lips The pages are turning, details fade away, their rotten book is a reflection of decay The whip-bearers are blood ink writers A rage contained. Eyes fixed, skin deep Picture this. White shadows have wasted their lives starving the beast The Damned of the Earth thirst of justice They better fear the “roar of the bewildered herd” The testimony of a long awaited resurgence.
4.
It all comes crashing Beauty drowned in fears and tears Brand new vision and same old story Our world is spinning down Humanity basking in ego Both judge and jury. Always fudging reality When the bell rings, our fate is sealed Lies and false promises Relieved to cower and applaud Am I to blame for the sacrifice of others? Can’t you feel the pointing fingers? With the illusion of freewill Am I the one to blame? “We’re the privileged, far from pain and misery. I'm so ashamed of modern slavery”. From children of cobalt in the DRC, to dead bodies in the red sea. This is what they die for. This what we pay for. We’re all guilty, still preaching for the lesser evil theory “I cleave to no system. I am a true seeker”. You must accept your fate, mine is surrounded by hate.
5.
Are we lost on an endless journey? Of higher powers and clever signs Are we lost? False liberties and poisoned minds The burden of existence is as good as truth A love built on hate is what we're taught. A world drown in an ocean of lies. Wounds too deep to be forgiven. A stance too strong to be forsaken. « […] They shall call upon God, but He will not hear them; death shall be desired, but it will not come; not even shall night give rest to their fear, nor shall sleep approach to their eyes, […]” « […] They shall call upon God, but He will not hear them; death shall be desired, but it will not come; not even shall night give rest to their fear, nor shall sleep approach to their eyes, […]” « The world shall be despoiled of beauty, through the destruction of men. » Let the divine fade so we can be free. The worst crimes lie in utter silence. This is where we’re supposed to be. Lost on an endless journey.
6.
First Breath 03:32
When you feel it Deep inside your bones When you have to move on Am I alone? Am I ok with this? When the distance grows The further you go, the stronger it becomes Sometimes I’m scared I'm scared of being alone Still trying to find a place that doesn't seem to exist You bring me what I’ll always miss My path is bound to yours. You’re a part of me. You're my one true love Taking love for granted and forgot how things take time Looking at all the tracks we've laid out You’re my shelter when I’m lost A new breathe when in doubts I embrace these precious times. I choose to focus on the light You bring me what I’ll always miss My path is bound to yours. You’re a part of me. You’re my one true love!
7.
Off the Map 02:42
Surrounded by darkness Consumed by loneliness Waiting for someone to bridge the gap A nebulous of lost minds A veil upon our eyes From darkness to light A return to primitive state Caught in the tempest of our human fate From ashes to ashes / Rage and discontent fill our lungs The lines are blurred between right and wrong A cry for redemption coming too strong I long for the day our voices will echoe From darkness to light A return to primitive state Caught in the tempest of our human fate Leaving some mystery on our map Another call - Animal Liberation Out of sight, but never out of mind
8.
Paralysis 02:00
The craze of inaction The blaze of false conquest Paralyzed and overthrown Outburst of emptiness Surrender once again Bending until it breaks Preaching for non-violence. A priest of silence. A war fought with no resilience When the game is rigged, will you be fool enough to play by the rules. “See how pure I am for making the right choice” “Now sew their lips and prevent them from talking” And you’re still waiting Rooted in your comfort zone Servile to their interests The most loyal pawn on the board When will we be lost enough? When will we be weak enough? To let the blows go down Our feelings know no bounds, but our will is getting bought. Can you afford this gift? Can you afford this gift?
9.
Will the streets ever sleep with such deafening silence? Today someone tried to breath and it was taken away The words echoe and the death can't go away “No crime was committed” was the rooster's crow Just a collateral damage of an authoritarian blow Excessive force. Bloodstained hands Blind Justice. Killer Police Guilty of standing up / Guilty of not being white The lethal power of dominance You either cave or die in the hands of the swine Chokehold, and tear gas, “Black storms shake the air. Dark clouds blind us Even though pain and death may await us […]” We'll suck the air out of their lungs, one spark at a time I will set the flame. ‘cos I can no longer breathe

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Nine songs full length album with screen printed artwork.

Recorded and mixed in June 2020 at La Garçonnière, France by Mathieu Zuzek. Mastered by Antoine Gandon.

Art by Lisa (front, back and insert)
Art by Hugues Pzzl (band logo)
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Black and Orange (limited) vinyls
Stonehenge Records (STONE 072)
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Alexandre - Guitar
Aurelien - Drums
Julien - Bass
Pablo - Guitar
Nicolas - Vocals

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released November 7, 2021

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Hardcore is politics.

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