Homo insecta (2020)

by INSANIAM

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3rd album of the band.
Released on June 2020.
Artwork by Enrike Valiente.
(C) 2020 INSANIAM.

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1.	The Birth Of... 00:59		buy track
2.	Homo insecta 03:47	lyrics	buy track
Human race, human plague, human bane -Homo insecta- Devolution change, mutation slaves, darkest fates -Homo insecta- Crooked bones, sharp horns, grotesque forms -Homo insecta- Rough skins, fly wings, king of ruins -Homo insecta- Massive amounts of Homo insecta... Walking backwards returning in search of the lost path Devolution and fall down never fail to make alterations Massive amounts of insects that feed and struggle to live
3.	A Wolf With Hunger 05:42	lyrics	buy track
The boy was a lamb with fear He chose the path of shapeless people Under a hood, white face like hunger Under black cloth, black like night Shouts of anguish and madness coexist at home As true kings of precariousness and yellowish misery Perfect blood stream containers They get tangled up and finally hang from the ears The boy was a wolf with hunger Bite to bite, he pulls his leg out of the mantrap Under a hood, white face like hunger Under black cloth, black like night With shards between lips and gums He kept the wasps from pulling his tongue - Everything is in your mind - They told him when they still had eyes Now his home is a lost path All his friends fit in a tin box, enemies before Hate flooded everything like crude colour in the sand Now they’re memories that rot between worms and metal oxide The boy was a lamb with fear He chose the path of shapeless people Under a hood, white face like hunger Under black cloth, black like night The extremes point to the very center of destruction And his skin sounds like chewing hard bread - Everything! Everything is in your mind - Those who never looked at his eyes told him The boy was a wolf with hunger He cut them something raw, one by one - Everything is in your mind - They still talk to him between bells He wanted to toast with them in the moonlight As true kings of precariousness and yellowish misery To have mirrors in the eyes like the faces of the invisible circle A knot of spires in the guts
4.	Sadistic Eyes 05:33	lyrics	buy track
Dressed in chains and muzzles Some, in the deepest calm of his being Others, angry like Cerberus welcoming at the entrance of Hades They didn't choose to see the light and returned to the shadows like crooked lines of Goddess Nature Souls in sorrow, optimal flesh to experience Repelled by themselves, tortured by their own brain They were touched by the divine hand of dementia Sentenced by it to undertake a unique destiny Evil smell in the halls Naked, restrained on the walls Martyred, resigned, harrowed Psycho circus show for sadistic eyes The act of mercy has passed, none of them will see the sun Their eyes will turn white and they still won't see the oxide in their blood From the ceiling on the throne of amusement From the ceiling on the throne of maltreatment From the ceiling on the throne of abasement From the ceiling on the throne of degradation They didn't choose to see the light and returned to the shadows like crooked lines of Goddess Nature Souls in sorrow, optimal flesh to experience Repelled by themselves, tortured by their own brain They were touched by the divine hand of dementia Sentenced by it to undertake a unique destiny
5.	The Abode Of My Darkest Thoughts 07:07	lyrics	buy track
I walk to the darkness, I down through the madness My life my soul upside down, beliefs and hopes are broken down I dwell in a ungrateful place, dismal dwelling and repelling The abode of my darkest thoughts, where life turns off Lies Secrets Rush Through my head Lies Regrets Rush Through my veins I try to run away from this illness, escape and change my reality Distorted and shaked for the others I wish to stop the monster of this fucking nightmare Lies Secrets Rush Through my head Lies Regrets Rush Through my veins The abode of my darkest thoughts, where flame turns off... Implore and invoke... The force that makes me reborn Pray for shine, pray for your time Somehow i´ll break this armour of steel I´ll be complete, done and prepared to realize the mendacity and to fall at the feet of the truth Fall at the feet of the truth The flavour of insanity drags me to another reality Drags me to my own fantasy I’m on the other side, I cross... I cross the line, I see the light... Now it reborns a new flame Reborn a new flame, reset my brain Reborn a new darkened flame, restart again
6.	Moral Transgressor 03:57	lyrics	buy track
Eternal moral transgressor decides not to hide anymore and release his true self Repressed feelings emerge and are freer than ever Altered state of consciousness, conversion will be forever This wheel doesn´t stop turning, turning and turning This wheel doesn’t stop… I feel my senses are burning, burning and burning I feel my senses are… Raw, vindictive.... Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth Vile, infamous... The cause-effect relationship makes me what I am What I am? What I am? What the hell I am? What I am? Only a worm released, just another breath The rotten apple Eve shouldn´t eat Fury, demon and beast Eternal moral transgressor is freer than ever Altered state of consciousness, conversion will be forever
7.	Psychoparasite 04:15	lyrics	buy track
Comes from whithin, comes from your home The walls speak, the nightmare comes alive Broken, fractured, infected, dominated Broken, fractured, infected and inmersed in rapture The lines collide in a unnatural symbiosis Man and creature become one Psychoparasite seizes your life And everything leads to an irrational shock Fever, sweat, delirium A violent outbreak ignites inside me emanating a viscous fluid Nervous system stops, the field of vision turns black Psychoparasite... seizes your life Psychoparasite... turns your reality Psychoparasite... distorts your essence Burns your spirit... Psychoparasite The lines collide in a unnatural symbiosis Man and creature become one Psychoparasite seizes your life, psychoparasite… Broken, fractured, infected and inmersed in rapture Fever, sweat, delirium A violent outbreak ignites inside me emanating a viscous fluid Nervous system stops!
8.	Dear Dogs 05:11	lyrics	buy track
Who wants to believe in ghosts and monsters? Who wants to believe in gods? Who wants to believe in dreams or nightmares? Who wants? My dear dogs… This is for my flayed dogs. I don't need you anymore… Lick the blood from my hands. Does it taste familiar? I ate your mother's eyes, and then you gave me gratitude Because you believe in your master But your master gave me teeth and fangs This is for my flayed dogs. I don't need you anymore… Lick the blood from my hands. Does it taste like fresh milk? Supremacy and weakness in the taste of the blood from my hands The blood from your hands... Scared and depraved, I will tell you what to hate and what to fear Dear flayed dog… I don't need you anymore… Give me your collar and chains. Dear flayed dog… I don't need you anymore… Punish your offspring, cause they’re weak. A familiar smell? Like dead skin? Like your blood on my hands? It's time for fresh blood with a pure face For strong bones that resist the blows until they become powder Calcined nerves. New teeth in my collar and your silence intact I breathe hard with your lungs… This is for my flayed dogs I feed you... This is for my flayed dogs I keep warm with your skins… This is for my flayed dogs I’m still alive... And this is for my flayed dogs
9.	Sweet Demential Song 08:49	lyrics	buy track
They tried to knock at the door… A piece of metal piercing the throat That breathes despair and exhales rust scales Very close where fear goes through agony Raw-boned with hanging tallow meats Pale with varicose veins Cornered while scratching his knees Yellow tar nails… Through its veins it pumps a dense morse code: s.o.s Narrowed by strangulation! No one listening… No one listening! It could be easier if that fucking coward dared to eat his own children Through its veins it pumps a dense morse code: s.o.s. Real! Fear! Here! Not even a breath that I can hear... Here we have a 666 sign that leads to shock! shock! suicide More than a few times they tried to knock at the door of their abode But there are rivers of snakes that kill for fun They devour the lands of paradise Excreting a foul and stifling hell Our only reality. Real! Fear! Here!

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Third album by INSANIAM

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released June 5, 2020

Album produced by INSANIAM
Album Executive Producer: "Memorial Alberto Cano 2019"
Recording Engineer: Juanan López
Music recorded at Baboon Records, AB (Spain)
Music mixed and mastered by Juanan López
Artwork by Enrike Valiente
CD Edition by Molusco Discos

Line-up of the album:

Neuros: vocals
Theryan: drums and guitar writing of "Moral Transgressor" and "Sweet Demential Song"
Vacuous: guitars and sampling
Hymna: bass

Lyrics by Neuros, Theryan and Enrike Valiente

Guitar solos of "Sweet Demential Song" composed by Psycho and recorded by Anxxiet

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INSANIAM Albacete, Spain

Terror and madness in music-form. INSANIAM is not a conventional black metal band. Take a deep breath, close your eyes, open and raise your psyche and immerse yourself inside this universe of wildness and dementia.