No Statik - We All Die In The End

No Statik
We All Die In The End
2011

When We Wake
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THE CORPSE WE WILL BECOME
INTERNECINE CONFLICT. EVERY DAY WE LOOK MORE LIKE THE CORPSE WE WILL BECOME. IN ORDER TO EXIST. THEY MUST CONSORT WITH OTHERS. BLIND CREATION NOT SUBJECTED TO A PATTERN CAN DESTROY, LIKE AN IMMENSE LIVING ORGANISM. SPREADING OUT TO ALL SPACE AVAILABLE. WITHOUT REGARD TO CONSEQUENCE. IMPELLED BY A DRIVE TO INCREASE. SLIPPING TOWARD THE DEPTH OF FEAR. SINCE I DIDN'T JUDGE, THERE WAS NOTHING TO REJECT. INTERNECINE CONFLICT. EVERYDAY WE LOOK MORE LIKE THE CORPSE WE WILL BECOME. IN ORDER TO EXIST. BLIND CREATION.

RECURRENT CYCLES
POISONOUS ATMOSPHERE OCCLUDES THE SYSTEM, THIS POISONOUS ATMOSPHERE OCCLUDES THE MIND. IT FALLS AGAIN AS BEFORE. WE AWAKE, ONLY TO FALL BACK INTO SLEEP. BECOMING EXILES OF WHICH WE ARE NOT ALWAYS SENTIENT. VOICES UNFALTERING CALL US AWAKE. PLEADING PARTICIPATION. AS IF WE'D NEVER FALTERED. AS IF WE'D NEVER FORGOTTEN, RECURRENT CYCLES

SURROGATE
THE PRIESTHOOD OF FLORENCE, ROBED RED ON COVER BEATEN. KNAPSACK RUDDY, DEEP BLUE BUTTON DOWN. A THEORY PASSED ON FROM A GOD, WHO NO LONGER CARES. 5 YEARS PAST DEATH, SOLIPSISTIC EMPTINESS. UNDER STATE, OVER FAMILY. A SOLDIER TURNED PRINCE ADOPTS A WAY. THE SHOW OF HANDS, A CONTORTED GESTURE. A SIGN HIS LOYAL TIES ARE TRADITION PROTECTING HIS THROWN, TAKING REWARDS HIS ABSENCE ROUNDS A JAGGED TRUTH TO THOSE THAT FOLLOW. A LIFE THAT CHOSE HIM. DESPERATELY IMPOSING HIS WILL UPON HIS SEED. 5 YEARS LATE. RUMPLED CLOTHING AND BLOOD FILLED SHOES. SUN SOAKED ROOFTOPS OF ITALY. 5 YEARS AFTER DEATH A SOLDIER FOLLOWS, ADOPTED HEIR WITHOUT A FATHER.

DEADLY REPERCUSSIONS
THE MAJORITY TRIES TO FORGET, CONDITIONS, MEMORIES TO PAINFUL TO REMEMBER. THE PRICE OF BLINDNESS IS SIMPLISTIC. DEADLY REPERCUSSIONS. YOU FALL VICTIM WHEN YOU FORGET. THE PRICE WE NOW PAY, OUT OF NECESSITY. WE DEPART FROM REALITY. FOR LACK OF REAL SOLUTIONS. NOTHING WILL INSTRUCT US. NOTHING EXISTS TO KEEP US WHEN WE ARE DOWN. TO LIFT US AND KEEP US ALIVE. TO HEAL OUR WOUNDS. OFFERING NO HELP. TAKING BUT NOT GIVING. RULING, BUT NOT OBEYING. THE SLAYERS (RULE) NOW. WITHOUT INTERFERENCE.
DEADLY REPERCUSSIONS

AMBIVALENT
STEPPING OUTSIDE OUR IMPOSED IDENTITIES. WE ARE NO LONGER VICTIMS. MOVING TOWARD A LIFE BEYOND SURVIVAL. SITTING WITHIN THE PROBLEM, A COMFORT WE CAN'T AFFORD. IF ALLOWED TO BE DEPRESSED, YOU ARE NOT ALIVE AND YOU ARE NOT DEAD. WE ARE NO LONGER ALLOWED THAT AMBIVALENCE

WE ALL DIE IN THE END
WE ALL DIE IN THE END. AND RIGHT NOW THAT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH US.

RECORDED MARCH AND APRIL 2010 BY GREG WILKINSON AT EARHAMMER IN OAKLAND, CA
COVER ART BY MOSES SAARNI
PHOTO BY MARTIN SORRONDEGUY
THANKS TO KEN, JON AND JENSEN, BRIAN STERN, MOSES, SCOTT BATISTE.
B GIVES SPECIAL THANKS TO TRASH, MOSES, AND SCOTT FOR HELPING HIM WITH DRUMS TO HIT ON.
NO STATIK:
MARK - GLIITAR
RUBY - VOCALS
ROBERT - BASS
B - DRUMS