Song of the Crippled Bull

by Black Crown Initiate

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Steven Andrew Mazzone
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Steven Andrew Mazzone An incredible debut! Monstrous in its ferocity. Fantastic production and clean mixing. These are truly gifted musicians. Nice blend of clean and death vocals. Fave track: Ghosts She Sends Favorite track: Ghosts She Sends.
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Kadin Wisniewski This is not only the most impressive debut offering I've ever heard from any band or artist ever, but also one of the most impressive metal recordings I've ever heard, period. Black Crown Initiate is well on their way to becoming one of the greatest metal bands of all time. Favorite track: Stench of the Iron Age.
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Ippocalyptica It is a bit odd that Black Crown Initiate peaked on this, their debut EP, considering that most bands have not usually found their voice and honed their vision at the start of their career, but with Song of the Crippled Bull, we have a work of incredible focus and perfect execution. At 21 minutes, not one second is wasted on this progressive death metal journey. Songs weave and bob, effortlessly alternating between powerful clean vocals and devastating harsh vocals, and clean guitar lines and absolutely crushing riffs (courtesy of 8-strong guitars), while always remaining tight and coherent. The bass is noteworthy because it is actually integral to each song and is quite prominent, and drums - though programmed - lay down an incredible foundation to complete the bottom end. Thoughtful lyrics, crystal clear yet impactful production, and dynamic song structures round out the package. Though comparable to Fallujah, Allegaeon, and their ilk, this provides more punch in a more compact package. Simply lethal. Favorite track: The Mountain Top.
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released July 17, 2013

Music written by Andy Thomas and Nick Shaw
Lyrics written by Andy Thomas

James Dorton: Vocals
Andy Thomas: Guitars / Clean Vocals
Nick Shaw: Bass

Recorded at Atrium Audio by Carson Slovak in Lancaster, PA
www.atriumaudiopa.com

Album Artwork done by Carson Slovak
www.carsonslovak.com

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Black Crown Initiate is the sound of a sentient being at war with itself and everything else; an entity holding on for dear life as its inner and outer world dies.

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Track Name: Stench of the Iron Age
The crippled bull of dischord, wrath, and avarice will find its way into another age. 4x

Ebb, flow, return again. Flower of disease blossoms again.

Speak; do not tremble. Gasp contently and disappear.

Oh! This dance of distraction; we ponder the pities of plastic and passion.
We learn, in cold precise fashion, as we merge with this cancer we've made.
Behold! Eternal returning; arise the black sun, this scorched earth has stopped turning.
Deceit, our modern condition. We stare at the face of this grand contradiction.

Speak; do not tremble. Gasp contently and disappear.

You will hide in the caverns of mountains. Vomit, the stench of this iron age.
Nameless creatures, speaking in tongues forgotten. Of fear, born fire and rage.
(Fear, born fire and rage.)

Only traces are left behind. Sorry, silent stares breathing poisoned air.
Children shrieking towards the sky. Hatred they declare, and they care not where.

Ebb, flow, return again. Flower of disease blossoms again.

Speak; do not tremble. Gasp contently and disappear.

Oh! This dance of distraction; we ponder the pities of plastic and passion.
We learn, in cold precise fashion, as we merge with this cancer we've made.
Behold! Eternal returning; arise the black sun, this scorched earth has stopped turning.
Deceit, our modern condition. We stare at the face of this grand contradiction.

(Stare in the face) of this grand contradiction.
Track Name: Ghosts She Sends
Father's dream; devour the twin. Sisters scream "for our sins."
They'll cut their flesh to make amends, and grasp for ghosts that savior sends.
Ghosts she sends. Those she sends... 4x

This beginning is where it ends.
We regress for our sins. 4x

This road is ending. There'll be no warmth or light beyond. The sun is setting... 2x

Ghosts she sends. Ghosts she sends... 4x

Father's dream; devour the twin. Sisters scream "for our sins."
They'll cut their flesh to make amends, and grasp for ghosts that savior sends.
Ghosts she sends. Those she sends... 4x
Track Name: The Mountain Top
Gazing at the world from this mountaintop
Locked together; held together, mass disaster
Circle is closed as our net is dragged in
Illusion of freedom dulls your weakened senses

Gazing at the world from this mountaintop
Locked together; end together, drawing nearer
Circle is closed as our net is dragged in
Insulate and isolate together
No escape mechanical inter-dependence 2x

There's a place within the mind; colored splendor there, you'll remember where...
A scene where beauty used to shine, never yours or mine, faded, broken lines...

Gazing at the world from this mountaintop
Locked together; held together, mass disaster
Circle is closed as our net is dragged in
Illusion of freedom dulls your weakened senses

Gazing at the world from this mountaintop
Locked together; end together, drawing nearer
Circle is closed as our net is dragged in
Insulate and isolate together
No escape mechanical inter-dependence

Beauty, terror, secure, error, believe, decieve, this is
something that can not be undone

Distrust, you must, silence, violence, be still, know that, you are
Something that never existed

There's a place within the mind; colored splendor there, you'll remember where...
A scene where beauty used to shine, never yours or mine, faded, broken lines...
Only traces are left behind. Sorry, silent stares breathing poisoned air.
Children shrieking towards the sky. Hatred they declare, and they care not where.
Track Name: Song of the Crippled Bull
The crippled bull of discord, wrath, and avarice will find its way into another age.

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