Resistance: ANTI​-​NSBM Volume 2

by The Dark Skies Above Us Collective

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Eric McDavid is an anarchist and environmental activist who was entrapped by an FBI informant and charged with a single count of “conspiracy to use fire or explosives to damage corporate and government property”. In May of 2008 Eric was sentenced to an outrageous 19 years and 7 months in prison.

On January 8th, 2015, after serving 9 years in prison his judgment and sentencing were vacated when it became known that the FBI had failed to disclose potentially exculpatory evidence to the defense. Eric plead guilty to a lesser charge that carried a 5 year maximum sentence and was released almost immediately.

This incredible victory occurred because we all refused to give up the struggle to set him free. Thank you to all of you who have supported Eric during these last 9 years. Despite the heavy-handed repression of the state, Eric refused to compromise his politics or his integrity, just as all of us who supported him refused to abandon the struggle to see him free. But the struggle is not over. Though Eric is no longer held in a prison cell he is faced with the difficult task of rebuilding his life after a lengthy period of incarceration.

All money from this compilation will go to Eric McDavid to help him get back on his feet.

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released March 14, 2015

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The Dark Skies Above Us Collective Athens, Greece

Antifascist and anarchist bands&distros& humans collective.

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Track Name: Larva Ov Cum - Imploro fiumi di IRA Sociale
schiavizzato appena sorto
strappato alla propria libertà
numero nudo di questa società
attendendo solo di essere morto
Seduto e ben inamidato
controllato dal salario
riversa a parole il dolore
della propria frustazione
distruggi sempre testesso
per destare attenzone
pensiero fisso al capitale
invidiando il milionario

C'era una storia da raccontare
Ira risponde al tuo soffrire
non trovare una ragione per patire
corri in piazza a fracassare
martiri tedeschi contro la coda nazista
non sederti a parlare di rivoluzione
necessitiamo ancora di azione
cancelleremo i nomi dalle nostre liste

Dovranno avere ancora paura
Dovranno avere ancora paura
i poveri fanno ancora paura
noi poveri siamo la loro paura



raise the hand who are for revolutionary showdown
enslaved just born
torn up from own freedom
naked number of this society
waiting only to be dead
seated, in full dress
controlled by salary
pour out again the pain
of your frustration
destroy yourself
to arouse attention
obsession the gain
crave for the billionaire
there is a story to tell
Anger answers to your pain
don't find reason to suffer
run to square and smash
german martyrs against the last nazis
dont sit and speak about revolution
we need action yet
we ll delete their name from lists

they must have fear yet
Track Name: Satanatum - Do The Drones Dream Of Electric Gods?
Evil eye hanging on the blue
The sun burns
But the cold pierces me
Pierces even when I feel
Smell of my burned skin

In vain i call the gods
But man made all of them
And they are in his hands
Track Name: Angoracoid - Satanico Pandemonium
Satanico pandemonium.
Riunione infernale.
Demoni riuniti.
Al centro degli Inferi.
Satanico pandemonium.
Dritti all'Inferno.
Nell' Alta Capitale.
Dell'Angelo Caduto.


Satánico pandemonium
meeting infernal
gathered Demons
at the center of the underworld
satanic pandemonium
straight to hell
in high capital
the fallen angel
Track Name: Regnvm Animale - Samsara
Är det inte här det slutar
Tillbaka på ruta ett
Utan allt jag upplevt allt jag sett
Att åter krossas under skuldens ok
Att åter igen förblindas av verklighetens sjok.
All denna hunger allt detta hat
All denna strävan utan resultat

Åter i lidande åter i kött
Åter plågas åter sörja det som dött

Låt mig bara få slockna ut
Låt denna värld få ett slut




Is this not the end?
Back to square one
Without the things I've experienced
Without the things I've seen.
Once again to be crushed by the burden of guilt.
Once again to be blinded by reality's veil

Once again in misery, once again in flesh, once again to be tortured, once again to mourn those who have passed
Let me just fade out
Let this existents end

Is this not the end?
Once more into flesh
The soul passes on while the I is dead
Once more to take my place in the danse macabre.
Once more to exist between sufferance and extacy
All this hunger, all this hate
All this fruitless endeavour
Track Name: Pulso Etilico - Paranoia
Donde quieras hay destrucción
Odio miseria y destrucción
Muerte y asco y hambre
Odio………….2vs
Muerte miseria y destrucción
Tanta miseria y asco

Muerte miseria y destrucción
Tanta miseria y asco
Odio………….2vs
Grr.
Odio
Odio………….2vs



Wherever you want no destruction
Hate misery and destruction
Death and disgust and hunger
I hate ............ .2vs
Death misery and destruction
So much misery and disgust

Death misery and destruction
So much misery and disgust
I hate ............ .2vs
Grr.
hatred
I hate ............ .2vs
Track Name: Ierru - Cussu chi Depet Èssere Fatu
* Cussu chi depet èssere fatu *
“Agiuami”
Issa benit a (ora de) mesunote,
in sedda a su caddu nieddu sou,
tzocat sa ianna de sa domo,
ischit chi l’isetant…
un’òmine li benit a cara,
isparranchende sa ianna pesosa,
la retzit comente una signora,
cun reguardu la cùmbidat a intrare…
Intre de lumèras de ozu de chessa,
su fogu brusat linna in sa tziminera,
antigòrios nuscros in s’aera,
màndigos de massajos sunt coghende…
Tres fèminas nch’istupant dae s’umbra
s’acùrtziant a s’amàtzone niedda,
ojadas assustadas mirant s’istrànzu,
non b’at pius tempus, tocat de fàghere
Sa suferèntzia como non si podet bajulàre,
bènnida est s’ora, su filu est de truncare,
totu est prontu, totu est cunsertàdu,
su matzolu at a batire paghe
Atìtos lastimosos e fungudos,
s’ispàrghinant in s’aera de sa domo,
su coro allestrat sos tocheddos,
su matzolu at a batire paghe
Istèrridu in su letu isetat s’ora sua
bidet arrivare sa chi l’at a dare paghe
timòria e allèviu ammantant sa carena betza de s’òmine
in finitia sas suferèntzias suas ant àere acabu…
Unu risu lizeru nche li bessit in sas laras,
unu tzennu de sa manu comente de saludu,
una paràula faeddutzada in s’origra,
sas manos muntenent istrintas su matzolu…
Su marteddu pesosu busat in s’aera
e si nch’iscudet a conca in finitiu,
su sàmbene nch’essit comente sa vida
sa suferèntzia est oramai acabada…
Su coro at tzessadu de tocheddare
s’alenu istracu non b’est prus,
sa carena de s’òmine est istèrrida in su letu,
sa vida est oramai acabada…
Sa signora niedda at acabadu,
cun reguardu lassat sa domo,
perunu dinari a s’Acabadora
perunu dinari a chie donat sa morte…
Su note nche l’ingullit in lestresa,
e si perdet in su fungudu nieddore,
sa mente sua est pensamentosa, su chi deviat
fàghere est istadu fatu…



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* Quello che deve essere fatto *
(parla dell'Accabadora, la donna che anticamente praticava l'eutanasia)
"Aiutami!"
Lei arriva alla mezzanotte,
in sella al suo nero destriero,
bussa alla porta della casa,
sa che la attendono...
Un uomo le viene incontro,
spalancando la pesante porta,
la accoglie come una signora,
con riguardo la invita ad entrare...
Tra lumi a olio di lentisco,
il fuoco arde la legna nel camino,
antichi profumi nell'aria,
cuociono pietanze contadine...
Tre donne sbucano dall'ombra
si avvicinano alla nera amazzone,
sguardi intimoriti scrutano l'ospite,
non c'è più tempo, bisogna agire...
La sofferenza è ormai insostenibile,
è il momento di recidere il filo,
tutto è pronto, tutto in ordine,
il mazzolu (il martello utilizzato per l’eutanasia) donerà la pace...
Strazianti e profondi lamenti,
riempiono l'aria della casa,
il cuore accelera il suo battito,
il mazzolu donerà la pace...
Disteso sul letto attende la sua ora,
vede arrivare colei che gli donerà la pace,
paura e sollievo avvolgono il vecchio corpo,
finalmente le sue sofferenze avranno fine...
Un lieve sorriso compare nelle sue labbra,
un cenno della mano come saluto,
una parola sussurrata all'orecchio,
le mani impugnano strette il mazzolu...
Il pesante martello rotea nell'aria
e si abbatte alfine sulla testa,
il sangue scorre via come la vita,
la sofferenza è ormai finita...
Il cuore ha smesso di battere,
il respiro affannato è cessato,
il corpo è disteso sul letto,
la vita è ormai finita...
La nera signora ha terminato,
con rispetto abbandona la casa,
niente monete all'Accabadora,
niente denaro a chi dona la morte...
La notte la inghiotte veloce,
si perde nei meandri dell'oscurità,
la sua mente è assorta, quel che doveva
fare è stato fatto...
Track Name: Nephilim - The Necromancer
Looking to the dark and ancient age
when the fog of hate arise against the rotten world
Grown the flame of discord in the land of supreme evil
greed of the human race woke the abomination
a spirit in flames crawling towards his throne
claiming the dark ring was switched

The nekromancer !!!

the scourge of the earth has begun
invoking legions of death
March towards annihilation
burning and maiming human torment
rotting corpses piled
The world becomes a pit

The nekromancer !!!!

Black magic prevails now
The forests are converted instead of a dark cult of death
where poison nest in the three roots
rivers and seas are dried, still life prevails
is the time of torment and death made flesh
The nekromancer !!!
Track Name: Wild's Reprisal - Death of Nature
All lyrics for Wild's Reprisal songs are excerpts from essays by ecological philosophers. In a genera of music that is heavily influenced by nature, it is critical to expand that love of the wild into action on behalf of the natural word. Having a philosophical basis for that action will only further one's resolve and effectiveness.
This song is dedicated to Carolyn Merchant. The lyrical content from this song is a reading from Merchant’s essay “The Death of Nature”. The Death of Nature: Women, Ecology, and the Scientific Revolution, published in 1980, presented a view of the Scientific Revolution that challenged the hegemony of mechanistic science as a marker of progress. It argued that seventeenth-century science could be implicated in the ecological crisis, the domination of nature, and the devaluation of women in the production of scientific knowledge. In combination with increasing industrialization and the rise of capitalism that simultaneously replaced women's work like weaving with machinery, and subsumed their roles as subsistence agriculturists also drove people to live in cities, further removing them from nature and the effects of industrialised production on it. The combined effects of industrialization, scientific exploration of nature and the ascendancy of the dominion/domination metaphor over the nurturing Mother Earth one, according to Merchant, can still be felt in social and political thought, as much as it was evident in the art, philosophy and science of the 16th century.
Track Name: Schattenlicht - Niemals vergessen
Die Geschichte geht weiter, die Zeit bleibt nicht stehen
Die Fehler wiederholen sich, dass sollte doch jeder sehen
Neues Gewand selbe Scheiße, Hass bleibt Hass und Tod bleibt Tod
Wie kann man die Zeichen nur so übersehen
Ein Mensch liegt am Boden und keiner bleibt stehen
Sie sehen zu wie die Freiheit vergeht
Der Aufschrei kommt wie immer zu spät
Wo bleiben die Taten warum bleiben sie stehen
Diskussionen statt Taten und alles bleibt stehen
Ein Menschliegt am Boden und keiner bleibt stehen
Menschen wollen die Einfalt und bleiben einfach stehen
Der Mensch ist sich selbst am nächsten, er bleibt einfach stehen
Warum soll man denken man bleibt lieber bequem
Tote Tyrannen sind vergangen doch man kann sie immer noch sehn
Der Mensch will vergessen und nach vorne sehen
Doch sieht der Mensch nicht über die Schulter kann er ganz schnell was übersehen
Ein Mensch liegt am Boden und keiner bleibt stehen




History goes one, time isn´t standing still
Errors repeating, that should everybody see
New robe same shit, hate remains hate and death remains death
How can you ignore the signs
A human lays one the ground, everybody passes by
They watch as freedom fates away
The outcry comes always too late
Where are the actions, why they stand still
Discussions instead of actions, everything stands still
A human lays one the ground, everybody passes by
Humans want simplemindedness and everybody stands still
Every human is self-absorbed, they stand still
Why should they think, they like their comfort
Dead tyrants are in the past, but you can still see them
The human wants to forget and look ahead
If humans don´t look over their shoulder, they can overlook something easily
A human lays one the ground, everybody passes by
Track Name: Virium - Wolved by the moonlight
Shadows are coming among the trees
While the sun disappears behind the mountains
And a silver chrystal moonlight rises
Another night my course takes form

My heart beats with fury
My mind only wants gore
My body change to werewolf
The transformation now it's done

The pursuit along the woods
The fear in your eyes
Finally ive got my prey
By my hand youll die

There is nothing about the last night
In my memory
Only the taste of the fresh flesh
In my mouth
Track Name: In Flagrante Delicto - Ultio
we are taught to kill ourselves
to keep forgetting who we are
to stop searching where to go

we all have turned to products of fear
raised through violence and threat
killed through monitors and wealth

all desires have disappeared
victory of spectacle,image over life
lost in the night but creating our light
Track Name: Misery Index - The Color of Blood
What instills fear into the hearts of men
The pale blank stare of the bastard sons of Sam
Waltons perched on high, big brother Bush's patriot act
As Fear, the great inhibitor, can motivate the taking of lives back
Consume... your empire your tomb
We sold our SUV's
We bleeding red and black
We got up from our knees
And took that shit from Wal-Mart back
And I could give a fuck about this shit robot parade
Red white and blue and sleep
And so soundly they shall stay
I'll curse this till my throat will bleed, bleeding red and black
In the wake of awakening, red and fucking black
Consume... your empire your tomb
Lying to yourself, a state of self delusion
As commonground with greed is a commonplace illusion
Who should peddle fear onto the hearts of men
As fear, the great back-stabber, can give one means to stand
Track Name: Gulag - Gauzes
Some people spit on the red and black flag
They have lost faith in the world
Or possibly they never had it

The gauze caps deformed faces
By profit and hunger
But gauzes do not cover the pain

Being conservative is cheating.
Cheat and lie to yourself
The glory survives

Come on board of the great ship
The same ship of disappointments
And just try to survive
Track Name: Rejekts - Caduta
Chiuso in un angolo buio,cerchi
ciò che è rimasto di te, vedi
l'oscuro pozzo che è in te, cadi
sprofondi senza sapere perchè
senza ragione il buio vuole te!
hai abbracciato la condanna
continui a vagare incerto nella mente
come fosse un labirinto
senza più nulla di logico
mi specchio nell'insoddisfazione
di una vita che non mi appartiene
che non mi appartiene più
come pioggia tutto cade!
nell'oblio ho perso in me la voglia di sperare
la speranza è una menzogna per poterti conttrollare
ho sprecato le parole e non voglio più parlare
strappa gli occhi e la mia lingua non li voglio usare
ho accettato la caduta, non mi voglio più fermare
sconfinando anche dal vuoto non riesco a respirare
non voglio più sapere il perchè
non voglio più guardarmi dentro
senza un perchè torno al mio antro




Closed in a dark corner, you seek

what is left of you, see

the dark pit that is in you, you fall

sink without knowing why

without reason darkness wants you!

you embraced the condemnation

keep in mind wander uncertain

like a maze

no more nothing logical

I mirror unfulfilled

of a life that is not mine

that is not mine anymore

everything falls like rain!

oblivion I lost my desire to hope

hope is a lie to be able conttrollare

I wasted words and do not want to talk

tearing eyes and my tongue do not want them to use

I accepted the fall, I do not want to stop more

often reaching the vacuum can not breathe

I do not want to know why

I do not want to look inside of me

without a reason I return to my cave
Track Name: Black Cascade - Arise
Rise up from your darkened tomb
Show your deadly fangs, oh human race
Rotten thoughts from a sickening mind
For everything that seems to be alive
Walking through a forest of decadence
Guided up by a temptation that makes me believe this is a way.
Track Name: Karg - Asternregen
Wonns ma de Zeit erlaubt schau I boidmoi wieda vorbei,
hom ma doch gsog, I woa doch dabei.
Mia san doch scho do seit ma geborn,
nur übat Joa sama Fremde woan.
Hea ma zua Jetza, hea guad zua,
des woa unsa letzter Herbst, es is Zeit zum geh.

Wieda amoi vageht a Tog und imma mehr pockt mi de Wonderlust.
I muas geh, mir bleib koa Zeit mehr,,schau nimma zua wia I jeden Tog öta wea
Es duad ma load, du woast wias gmoant is,,beim sterbn san ma oi aloa in dera Wöd.
Es ko koana sogn I hätts nid probiert, wei zu guada Letzt is eh oiwai des wos zöht…

I schrei vua Wut und Zorn wei I’s wieder nid gschofft hob,
oa oanzigs moi wenn I do bin nid de Zeit’z überseng.
Wei Gestan wa sicher a besserer tog gwen,
owa es is oiwai schwa oide Leit‘ zruck z’lossn.

Da Entschluss is ma nid leicht gfoin, owa jetzt muas I dazua steh,
es is eh oiwai es Gleiche, zerst ist sche, owa des vageht…

Und am End bleim doch imma nur Scherben,, an haufen Trümmer, mit de konst scho fost a Mauer baun.
Da Weg zruck scho nimmer passierbar,, bleib ma eh nix üwa wia Fiari z‘ schaun.

I fühl mi do wia in am G’fängnis, eingsperrt und total alloa,
a derart wödfremde Oat zan leben, I ko nerma zuaschaun, es is zum auszuckn.
Warum soi I nu dobleim, mir hom uns eh nix mehr zum sogn,
I muas aussi in de richtige Wöd und ma auf meine Frogn a Ontwoat suachn…
Wos mid oim dem passiert des I jetzt zruck los, interessiert mi zwoa, oba sunst a nid mehr,
wie I eh nämlich gonz genau woas, dass I’s durch des wos kumbd nid long vamissn wea.
Und donn hoffentlich a nimma zruck denk…
Track Name: Twilight Fauna - Emancipation in Chaos
Revulsion rises
ceremonial dress, solemnly insignificant
ugly trivial sentiment, abstract indifference
callously stoic no more, bathed in blood reborn
a cold savagery, desecrated liberty
inhuman, inhuman

Silence has fallen
2 lives taken, 1 returned
a tribute paid, freedom earned
a soul cast aside

Chaos reigns
broken shackles
dignity lost without grace
elegance once sought
emancipation in chaos
dreams that are gone
ugliness remains
humanity remains
humanity regained
Track Name: Peregrine - Reduced to Ashes
Under the night, beyond their eyes, the ghosts of wildness smile upon us now. Words we can not say now turned to action. And in the morning, they’ll see this war has two sides. ....
For all that exist, for all that has been cleared away. Exposed machinery tonight will be consumed in flames. These actions negate your legality. The hand of Progress has been stayed.

Shackles, interrogation, their prisons, their profits; their jails detain, but they can’t kill this rage.
For all the rivers, for all the lives lost, for all the cages, for all the oil spilt; this contagious disease, all the needless blood spilt. For all the mines, for the industry, for all the toxins, for this misery; for all their laws, for our ancestors, for all of those maligned by history.....
Reduced to ashes. Reduced to ashes, their world, this throne to Progress. Reduced to ashes, their dreams of conquest complete.
And there’s no conceit to think that this war has been won. For every fire set, for every animal unleashed; these acts remind us, of our own need to be free. Our time will come and this fight is ours.
Reduced to ashes our time will come. Reduced to ashes their progress lies undone.....
Track Name: Smärta - Postmodernism
Youssef, we love you, bro.
lyrics
Petrified faces
Postmodernists feelings

Drunk in despair

Discolored pages
Individualist cancer

Drunk in despair