The tenth studio album from legendary death metal icons MASTER, The Human Machine is brimming with old-school jarring death/thrash riffs and crust-inspired attitude with the leathery gargle of mainman Paul Speckmann leading the charge. Recorded at Shaark Studios (Root, Fleshless, etc) in Bzenec, Czech Republic with Speckmann at the producing helm, The Human Machine heeds to no trends or rules and finds the shamefully unsung outfit at their most devouring. An unpretentious, merciless audio assault; true "Speck Metal!" In addition, the disc features stunning cover art by Eliran Kantor (Testament, Sigh, Anacrusis et.) and is available in a standard version and an alternate slipcase version with different artwork. Said Kantor of the decision to do two covers: "The basic idea is to have a continuation of the story told in the real front cover, after the two policemen picked up the criminal from the floor. It's a lot simpler; it's a brand new image that will add value to this limited edition, and at the same time it reacts naturally with the real cover and the overall theme carried throughout the album, as this album has a specific subject matter and the 'arrest' scene is based on Paul's original idea."
“Dragging its venomous oldschool intent like a caveman with his club, MASTER are proudly living up to their name and taking their place among death metal's founding fathers.” – Terrorizer
Master - The Human Machine
Master!
I told you, I warned you clear the path of indescrtion
Controlling, they'll send you strict campaigns of aggravation
They'll drill you, until you follow through with their deceptions
Control you, bestow you with their lies and satisfaction
On call for the human machine, the lights have all turned green
On call for the human machine, it's simply quite obscene.
It's frightening, exciting, when you've made your own decisions
Empowering, devouring governmental ostricism
Intending, defending freedom is the only answer
Just walk out, there's no doubt, suicide's beyond all reason
Break the force of domination, remove the tyrants from their lair
Such sacrifice and indignation, does everybody really care
A world of suffering humans in a climate filled with fear
Determination once removed the end is drawing near
It's time to discourage this unnatural phase
As science develops new ways to control
It's time to encourage a revolt of our race
To prolong the inevitable end of our days
I told you, I warned you clear the path of indescrtion
Controlling, they'll send you strict campaigns of aggravation
They'll drill you, until you follow through with their deceptions
Control you, bestow you with their lies and satisfaction
On call for the human machine, the lights have all turned green
On call for the human machine, it's simply quite obscene.
It's frightening, exciting, when you've made your own decisions
Empowering, devouring governmental ostricism
Intending, defending freedom is the only answer
Just walk out, there's no doubt, suicide's beyond all reason
Break the force of domination, remove the tyrants from their lair
Such sacrifice and indignation, does everybody really care
A world of suffering humans in a climate filled with fear
Determination once removed the end is drawing near
It's time to discourage this unnatural phase
As science develops new ways to control
It's time to encourage a revolt of our race
To prolong the inevitable end of our days
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