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Fear Factory
 Jedan od mojih najdrazih . . . Fear Factory . . . Genre(s) Death metal, Industrial metal Lyrical theme(s) Technology, Anti-Religion, Hate, Society Origin Formed in Current label Status United States of America (Los Angeles, California) 1989 Liquid 8 Active Current line-up Burton C. Bell - Vocals (The Watchers, ex-Geezer, ex-Hated... And Proud!) Christian Olde Wolbers - Guitars (used to play bass for Demanufacture through Archetype) (Kush) Raymond Herrera - Drums (ex-Brujeria, ex-Asesino, Kush) Byron Stroud - Bass (Strapping Young Lad, Zimmer's Hole, ex-Devin Townsend, ex-Caustic Thought, ex-Unit: 187, ex-Physicist) Former/past member(s) Dino Cazares - Guitars (Asesino, ex-Brujeria, Body Bag, ex-Hated...And Proud!) Andrew Shives - Bass Andy Romero - Bass Rhys Fulber - Keyboards (Front Line Assembly, Delerium, Conjure One, Synaesthesia, Will) Raynor Diego - Keyboards John Bechdel - Keyboards (Front Line Assembly, The Watchers, ex-Prong, Killing Joke) Additional notes From left to right in picture: Byron Stroud, Burton C. Bell, Raymond Herrera, Christian Olde Wolbers. Fear Factory first went by the name Ulceration which was a song on their first release Concrete. Later, they went under the name Fear The Factory, but then decided to stay with the shorter Fear Factory on their demo releases. When they were formed by Dino Cazares and Raymond Herrera, the first song the band ever wrote was "Sufferage." They wrote it on the Halloween night when they first jammed [...] |
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Hell on Earth
Box of terror Pain or pleasure Open the door Death and torture Minions of Hell Enter the world Torment begins Hooks tear the skin Ripping the flesh Slow brutal death Endless screaming Torn to pieces
I Killed R.L.
Dull, stupid, ignorant face Smashing it into pieces, a brick never fails Now I never have to see your grin again My boots are made for stompin' And that's just what they do This day my boots are gonna fucking crush you Crushing your genitals, beautiful Snapping sounds Free sterilization, Accept my generosity Incessant torture, you fucking asshole Is what I got in store Now you die Hate, Hate, Hate I killed R.L. Wish I could do it over again I killed R.L. Trust me, I will piss on your grave Hate, Hate Tremendous pain is not enough This is my indemnity for your deeds To forgive is of no use in this case I'll leave you here to rot and die You'll never find your peace You'll never find your peace You'll never find your fuckin' peace |
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