Spasms of Rebirth

by Zaraza

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"It sounds as though the band are trying to raise the devil from hell, it’s experimental and as different as anything I’ve heard in a while."
Punk Online zine

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Third Zaraza album, our first release since reforming in 2015.

All music recorded in various locations in Ecuador.
Vocals recorded at 360 Recording Studios, Houston, TX.
Extra vocals recorded at Candlewood Suites at the Galleria, Houston, TX (Room 311).

Lineup:

Jacek Damaged - vox, guitars, bass, programming
Brian Damage - keyboards, samplers, vocals

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The album comes in a dual-master version.

The default master is for maximum impact and loudness, but less dynamics. The Full Dynamic Range master is quieter, but has far more dynamics.

Choose whichever version you prefer. We like them both.

credits

released April 4, 2017

All tracks written, recorded, mixed and mastered by Jacek.

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about

Zaraza Loja, Ecuador

Experimental sludge/doom metal pioneers.

Formed in Montreal in 1993. Currently split between 2 members in Ecuador and Canada.

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Track Name: Church of Gravity
You were born in the heart of a star
You were formed in the heart of a star

Still your birth
Could be seen from afar
Still your birth
We can see from afar

In the heart of a star you were born
In the heart of a star you were formed

But the emptiness
That you feel in your soul
Is because your parents force fed you lies
Since the day you were born!

Since the day you were born (x8)

This is where every part of us
Was made
Forged
According to plan

This is where we all belong
And when it's over
This is where we
Where we will all come

We sit here ... empty
Waiting for meaning
We sit here... empty
All revelations seem to be missing

We sit here ... empty
Waiting for some meaning
We sit here... empty
All revelations seem to be missing

We don't need a cross
We already have the anvil
We don't need a prophet to return
We already have the anvil
We don't need a book
We have the gospel of the anvil
No church to shower us with glare
Because our church is everywhere!

Our church, our church, our church
Is everywhere x 4

Your church is but a glorified donation box
Your church is but a Sunday morning hoax
Your church is but a pedophile lair
Your church is just a really bad fairy tale

In the heart of a star
There is no dogma
No man made rules
To keep us in check

In the heart of a star
There is no room
For narcissists to inflict on us
Intellectual debt

Return to our cradle
This is where we belong
On a much larger time scale
That is where we will be reborn

Return to our cradle
This is where we belong
On a much larger time scale
That is where we will be reborn!
Track Name: Maskwearer
This mask, it has been on for so long
No one remembers what was once there before

Whoever looks finds little at all
Just charred remains of a charred soul

There's nobody, nobody here no more
Nothing, nothing here no more
Just echoes bouncing off the walls
Just whispers where laughter once used to roar

Like a vacuum, like a drain with no end
Imperfectly pure, with no message to send
Like a vacuum, like a drain with no end
Perfectly broken, with little that could be mend
Perfectly broken, with little that could be mend

Like a scalpel, that removes a cancer with ease
But this was no cancer, this was someone who breathed
Like a scalpel, remover of infection that spread
But without that infection everything else has just ceased

Everything has just ceased
Everything, everything has just ceased
A perfectly hollow shell,
A truly perfect abyss

Everything that is gone,
I presume it is missed
A perfectly hollow shell
A truly perfect abyss

A truly perfect abyss
A truly perfect abyss

This mask, this mask
This mask that is worn
Obscuring the bellowing fire below

This mask, this mask
This mask that is worn
Obscuring the abyss
Where nothing can be reborn

All masks on deck!
All masks on deck!
Let us unleash
Whatever little we have left

All masks on deck!
All masks on deck!
Let us unleash
Whatever little we have left

Scrape off that mask
Grab what is left
Roar back at the abyss
We are not quite dead yet
Track Name: Inti Raymi
Our mother earth and our father sun
Must look at us in constant pity
As we, the chosen ones
Waste our lives in our lifeless cities

Draining our souls in cubicles of restraint
Entombed for hours on highways with 6 lanes

Run out of the buildings
And into the fields
Your sun god is near
Your sun god is here

Every day ,
every day without meaning
Is a day,
is a day lost forever

It's a day you've lost forever
It's a day you've lost forever

You sit right there
With that remote in your hand
Enjoying a flatlined life
Within a digital land

Within a digital land
Within a digital land

Surrounded by neighbours
Who barely know your name
Where everyone is so polite
But no can be called a friend

Where no one can be called a friend
Where no one can be called a friend

Our mother earth and our father sun
Must look at us in constant pity
As we, the chosen ones
Waste our lives in our lifeless cities

Draining our souls in cubicles of restraint
Entombed for hours on highways with 6 lanes

Run out of the buildings
And into the fields
Your sun god is near
Your sun god is here
Track Name: Blood.ov.Psychiatrists
Drag them
Drag them out
Drag them into the middle of our streets

Skin them
Strip them down
Skin them in the middle of our streets

One day, one glorious day
We will finally create...judgement day
We will rip up their prescription pads
And we will finally crack open their skulls

Drag them
Drag them out
Drag them into the middle of our streets

Skin them
Strip them down
Skin them in the middle of our streets

In the middle of our streets
In the middle of our streets

Streets will run with blood
Sewers will buckle
Town folk with take selfies
With their children, now not helpless
They will all want to remember
So much joy to remember
How we celebrated the end
Of the recently dismembered

Of the recently dismembered
of the recently dismembered
of the recently dismembered

Dismembered...

Every town square will have a guillotine
And the angry crowd will cheer
As every town psychiatrist
Will slowly yet surely get dragged in
To meet their karma
And face their fears

Drag them
Drag them out
Drag them into the middle of our streets

Skin them
Strip them down
Skin them in the middle of our streets

That glorious day
That beautiful day
When we will run out...
Of the blood of psychiatrists!
Track Name: Roadkill to You
I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't cut my wrists quite yet

I don't need you to think of me
Every once in a blue moon
When you get that nagging feeling
You should remember the one you once knew

You don't have to say it into my face
I know I'm roadkill to you
You don't have to state it explicitly
I know I'm roadkill to you

I know I'm roadkill to you
I know I'm roadkill to you

How y'all doing?
Oh we're doing fine
Everything is just great
Me, the peaceful pill and I

Me, the peaceful pill and I
Me, the peaceful pill and I
Me, the peaceful pill and I
Me, the peaceful pill and I

I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't inhaled carbon monoxide quite yet

I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't swallowed a bottle of chloroquine quite yet

I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't familiarized myself with barbituates quite yet

And I definitely don't need you
To call me to check up on me
Once in every 10 years just to make sure
I haven't blown out my brains quite yet

You don't have to say it into my face
I know I'm roadkill to you
You don't have to state it explicitly
I know I'm roadkill to you

I know I'm roadkill to you
I know I'm roadkill to you

I don't need you to call me
Once in every 10 years
Just so you can make sure
I haven't cut my wrists quite yet

I don't need you to think of me
Every once in a blue moon
When you get that nagging feeling
You should remember the one you once knew