Beyond Extinction’s latest album Where They Gather takes centre stage as Jasper Harmer joins Damian for an in-depth conversation. Jasper shares the story behind their latest single “Winter Sun”, the creative process of working with the bands new guitarist Danny Russell, and how the tragic loss of bandmate Zach Scott has deeply shaped the band’s journey and sound.

Jasper also opens up about his unexpected love for Lego, his background, and the unique experiences that fuel his music. Jasper offers a raw and honest insight into what makes Beyond Extinction, their growth, and the anticipation building around their new record.

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Beyond Extinction’s Jasper Harmer on Where They Gather, Loss, Lego & UK Deathcore Scene

Rainbow road (Iamerror cover)

Zombiesad(Muhrochka cover)

Rise From the Ruin

Oblivion (Snippet)

Unholy (Snippet)

Burnt skies, baptized in filth,
Dragged through the mud, now I’m strapped for the kill.
Preacher man smiles, got a cross in his hand,
Says, "Swear your soul, son, to the promised land."
Fuck your circuits, your wires, your code,
A.I. puppet masters in goddamn control.


Silicon prophets preachin' lies,
Binary gods, but their heaven’s a guise.


Join the cult, join the cult, rip the skin from your soul!
Bow to no machine, let the rage take control!
Join the cult, join the cult, break their hollow design,
Fuck your A.I. gods, I’m divine in my mind!


Screamin' out loud, hear the feedback roar,
A symphony of chaos, smashing through your core.
Light d’n’b hum creeps under my feet,
Techno whispers, but I won't taste defeat.
Bloody knuckles pound, the cult takes my hand,
Reject the algorithm, we’re taking a stand.


Their wires choke, their data bleeds,
Their gods collapse; we plant the seeds.


Join the cult, join the cult, rip the skin from your soul!
Bow to no machine, let the rage take control!
Join the cult, join the cult, break their hollow design,
Fuck your A.I. gods, I’m divine in my mind!

JoiN_ THe_ CuLT

Born in the shadow of the moors, blood-soaked skies,
Knuckles cracked, grip tight, no more disguise.
Crows circle the fields, dirt under nails,
Whispered vows to the dark, the Yorkshire Dales.


Steel bite in me hand, blade hums like hymns,
Pagan rites in the forest, severed limbs.
The cult chants, the fire spits, ash rains down,
Blood rivers cut through the middle of this town.
Oi, you hear that? A choir of screams,
They call me the reaper, nightmare in your dreams.
Spitting sermons in shadows, black-cloaked priest,
Rage boils in the veins, unleash the beast.


Blood on me boots, blood on me hands,
The Dales won't forget the wrath of this man.
Sacrifice the light, let the dark expand,
Yorkshire's wrath, mate, you won't understand.


Techno pulse in the distance, a beat of doom,
Drum & bass like a heartbeat fills the room.
Slaughter in sync, gutturals like a hymn,
Angels weep while I carve through sin.
Flesh rips easy, just paper to me knife,
Each slash a prayer to end this life.
But the guilt, mate, it sits heavy on me chest,
Each kill's a cry, each breath's a test.


And I ask the moors, "What have I become?"
Their silence screams louder than any drum.


Blood on me boots, blood on me hands,
The Dales won't forget the wrath of this man.
Sacrifice the light, let the dark expand,
Yorkshire's wrath, mate, you won't understand.

YoRKshIRe's wRaTh

The Price - Demo

the last song before i go on a long break

The Secret is in you

Small songwriter who is looking for someone who can sing my songs

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