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we go too slow featuring Christine Winchester on vocals and Cliff Norton on guitar

We Go Too Slow

The final march begins. MARCH TO VALHALLA is Fleshbeat Factory's most brutal Viking Metal journey yet - where warriors embrace their fate and ride toward eternal glory. Crushing industrial riffs collide with epic Norse atmospheres in a relentless sonic assault. Blood, steel, thunder, and the call of Odin unite in battle anthems forged for the fallen. This is not the end - this is ascension. ⚔️🔥

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08 Sons of the Stormborn Flame (XXI Mix)

07 Wolves Upon the Black Shore

Before the storm strikes, there is silence. Before thunder roars, there is a whisper. WHISPER THE THUNDER is Fleshbeat Factory's most atmospheric Viking Metal journey - where quiet tension explodes into brutal chaos. Industrial riffs meet Norse mysticism in an album that balances crushing aggression with haunting beauty. This is the calm before Ragnarök. This is the moment before gods fall and warriors rise. ⚔️🔥

04 Throne of the Howling Stars

An epic fusion of Viking metal and cinematic melody — war horns, harp, and crushing riffs collide beneath a blood-red sky.
“The Wolf and the Weeping Sun” tells of fate, fire, and the last dawn of the North.
Harsh vocals meet haunting female voice in a storm of sound — ancient, powerful, unforgettable. 

The Wolf and the Weeping Sun

Another collection of my songs for and about the motorcycling community and the interesting people I've met on the road.

Knees in the Breeze

Kurz vor den Feiertagen drehen wir noch einmal richtig auf! Unsere neue Single „Egoist“ erscheint am 19.12.25. Laut. Direkt. Voll auf die Zwölf! Folgt uns auf Spotify, um nichts zu verpassen! 🤘🔥

Egoist

Midnight Fire

She came to me from my dreams, though I never called her name, no, no
She came to tear my soul apart, to strip the flesh from fragile bones
A presence sweet yet poison through, a hidden rope beneath my veins
She wrapped me in sugar glaze and a flutter of her lashes rain
The morning star began to rise, a cruel light behind her eyes

And till I gave myself away, I opened every hidden door
I chose to lose myself in shadow, to disappear and ask for more
Oh, she burns like midnight fire, and I'm so closer every time
For the devil always circles back to the ones who crave the crime
In her whisper lives the downfall, in her touch the breaking line
I am the captive she keeps her dead, I am the dog she calls mine

She carved a mark into my heart, a deep engraving dark and raw
She spoke with voices not her own, while hunger's moving in her glow
Every promise cracked to ashes, every truth became a blade
Through a smile a hushed destruction crept into the life I made

And still I leaned into the ruin, too weak to call it truly mine
Her ghost became my only compass, dragging me down beyond the line
Oh, she burns like midnight fire, and I'm so closer every time
For the devil always circles back to the ones who crave the crime
In her whisper lives the downfall, in her touch the breaking line
I am the captive she keeps her dead, I am the dog she calls mine

Oh, she burns like midnight fire, and I'm so closer every time
For the devil always circles back to the ones who crave the crime
In her form becomes her kingdom, let her reign in smoke and wine
I am the ember she keeps waking, I am the spark she calls mine


Midnight Fire

Fleshbeat Factory is a conceptual metal project from Germany. Blending Viking Metal, Metalcore, Electronicore, Dark Country Metal, and Phonk-inspired heaviness, we craft epic, atmospheric soundscapes.

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