

Right-wing rock seems to be the perfect way to lure young people into the fold and to radicalise them. Six years on, he has succeeded in filming around fifty undercover shoots. They are missing on CD because of the mistake of the press factory.When first time journalist Thomas Kuban filmed a Neo-Nazi concert with a hidden camera he was opening a window on a youth community which barely an outsider had dared to penetrate. Track 9: Laibach cover is musically based on their "Preludium" part from "Macbeth" album (1990) while lyrics were taken from their "Ende" song from "WAT" album (2003). Track 8 (originally titled "Rising of the Cold Killer") from "Saturn Sector" album (2001). Track 7 is from "Fucking Fullmoon Foundation" album (2002). Track 6 (originally titled "Sun is setting in the North") is from the debut Draugwath's demo "Dwellers of the Cursed Forest" (1995). Originally released in 2014 by Heidens Hart Records (HH108) as “Satanas. Tracks 6 to 9 were recorded, mixed and mastered by Kirill Pogonichev at RP Studio, March 2014. Originally released in 2011 by Wohrt Records (WOHRT005) as “Jesus wept” 12''EP (45 RPM). Mastered by Dave Eck at Lucky Lacquers, Middleton, Wisconsin. Tracks 1 to 5 were recorded and mixed by Kirill Pogonichev at RP Studio, St. Sind mit Blut besudelt ebenso wie ihre SeelenĪre quiet and concentrated like the death itselfĪre the music of death and applause of painĬollection of tracks previously released on vinyl only, released as CD by the Mexican label Azermedoth Records in 2018. Und Luft sich mit Geruch des Blutes füllen Sind die Musik des Todes und Applaus des Schmerzes Sind gelassen und gesammelt wie der Tod selbstĭie Seelen der zum Tode verurteilten Opfer Hassgeifernder Himmel ist über meinem KopfĮntleerte Menschen sind Sklaven des Schmutzes Meine Seele ist nichts, sie kann nicht existieren Was kann ich hier machen? Ich kann nur totschlagen Macht! Aus dem kalten düsteren Gesichtskreisĭas ist die Schwarze Sonne, die meinen Hass erzeugtĭurch meine Venen fließt schwarze Schwermut [Inspired by Para Bellum’s correspondence

Ich stehe mit meinem Kopf für meinen Weg ein

Wie hinter dem Gipfel der Blutmond aufgehtĪls soll ich mich ewig meinem Zielpunkt nähernįühle ich die Köpfe und sie sehen mich nicht
