Name: Warbonnet Horizon (Symphonic Death Metal) by Endustryal
Duration: 6 min 3 s
Description: Trying to utilize more orchestral stringed and brass instruments while still keeping the slutty synth around. So far everything is War/Battle tunes. This is an ode to the Native Americans. A soundtrack to pillaging colonial forts and collecting scalps.

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Trying to utilize more orchestral stringed and brass instruments while still keeping the slutty synth around. So far everything is War/Battle tunes. This is an ode to the Native Americans. A soundtrack to pillaging colonial forts and collecting scalps. 

Warbonnet Horizon (Symphonic Death Metal)

Agitate the Waves

We introduced this as a song called Minus 1 nearly 33 years ago as the band Fear Itself that we founded in 1988. We loved this song and the riff we have revamped it and proudly present it to you.

Written, arranged, and performed by The BVZC / Fear Itself.

Bass / Vocals: Irvin Oslin III

Guitars / Drum Programming: Brett Kusterbeck

Recored and Mixed at The Cannibal Ranch studio by Brett Kusterbeck

Minus You

So look me up, look me up and down
You never wanted to go, cuz you just wanted to talk
Let me give you one straight reason to your face
Why you never talk shit when you can’t back your claims
You know that I am just one good reason away
From giving into the rage and rearranging your face
I know that fellas like you can only learn one way
So let’s learn today

Life ain’t no comment section
No place to hide away
If you pass judgement, then be ready to have judgement coming your way

You’re allowed to criticize as you’re allowed to patronize
Go ahead and moralize, go ahead and make my day

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Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Playing video games and listening to metal all my life and this comes out of my head. I aim for vibes of an abandoned factory/warehouse where inside it sounds like a metal band is performing but when you look in it's just a mad scientist with a bunch of machines he's trying to keep control of, and he's barely hanging on.

Warbonnet Horizon (Symphonic Death Metal)

Endustryal

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