Blown Away

Grandpa's Bag

"The Collective Unconscience" by The Berkeley Chill Factor recorded at Wintermusik Studios in 1999.

The Collective Unconscience

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Catch a Glimpse

This tune came about after a steam-punk fantasy about a voyage across the Sahara in the near distant future.

Across the Sands of Time

I was recently going through my old cassettes and decided to digitize a bunch of old recordings.
I cam e across this old metal tune I wrote when I was about 15 years old, and decided to see what it would sound like rerecording it with the gear I have now, considering the original was recorded on a boom box.
I wrote the lyrics after feeling generally over whelmed by the news and current events, and writing a metal tune seemed to be the best therapy.
I hope you all enjoy it.

The Guillotine

Verse

Outbreak
Global Scourge
Thousands killed by the plague
Murder Cops
With their knee on our neck
Preparing to fill massive graves
Black Lives
The Poor, The Weak
Meaningless to those on the force
Retribution
Revolution
Everyone will pay the final cost

Chorus

Fires burn up from Hell
Consuming souls from those who sell
Integrity
Humanity
Tear Gas Choking the Machine
Demonic Prince hides away
Fearing those who will make him pay
In his eyes
His forked-tongue lies
Sharpen the guillotine

Verse

The Right
Subverting the will
Hammer another nail in the Cross
The Left
Blind eye turning
So clearly entrenched with the cost
Violence
Historic cure
Pendulum swinging like a blade
Anathema
Justice cursed
Destruction crashing like a wave

Chorus





Bridge

Light – from within
Exposing our souls
From here to evermore
No one really knows
Scorched Earth policies
Short-sighted fools
They don’t believe
We live by the same rules

Verse

Empire
About to fall
Cancerous rotting from within
Supremacy
Deadly curse
The populace destroyed by this Sin
Constant lies
From Beelzebub
Grinning from his well-guarded lair
Masses gather
Prepare to fight
Evil men don’t have a prayer

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