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What Makes Us Human Is Obsolete

by Zygnema

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1.
Embryo 01:02
2.
We are falling to the ultimate depths of desperation and greed. Losing ourselves in the search for perfection and need. Damn the seed – hypocrisy. Humanity is all we need. But what we give is decay This is a rise or bacterial fashion Predetorial race of constant modification Your deeds are in question. Pathetic attempts of systematic desecration Altering what surrounds us Destroying what defines us. Man, who made his own need gave birth to a hostile breed. Disordered, obsessive. Like a shattered core of a soulless whore. We were better without the need for more. What answers are we looking for? What we’ve become? Monsters of a new era. Broadcast – debris of your holy war. Corrosion – altercation of cancerous spawn of man. Annihilate the course. But the cause of hate still remains. Pacify the burnt. But the scars of hate still remain. What makes us human is obsolete Integrity and honour have not just been lost. They’ve got to be forgotten And we’ve lost ourselves beyond reconciliation. We’ve lost ourselves. Into the transition of a permanent effect. We are who we are now. A self delusional progress of ourselves. We are who we are now. A certain curse of wreck for the rest. What makes us human is obsolete
3.
Follow his vice, unruly bastard. No direction, blinded device. Spoken words – unbelieved. Your pride is sick It’s a murder – my thoughts diseased. My defiance has been ignored. Deceiving a wise corrupt. My sweat will fucking yield. I don’t need no friends to make my cure. Yeah, through shaken hands. tears will flood your house, your veins; Your town has broken down. It never ends. It’ll never end You are the heart of religious malice. Strengthened fraud on weakened cry. Mastered a fake demise. I’m alive. You weren’t a god. A glaring error. My defiance has been ignored. I won’t rest. You glory-hole bitch. Your pride is fucking sick I don’t need no friends to make my cure. Yeah, through shaken hands. Scriptures that breed you peace. An evil clan conspires. It never ends. It’ll never end. All my days are over. To know I’ve been living a lie Silence – proclaimed. Abrasive aggression. I’m qualified to explode. I’ve been made, never again. Broken down. The shell has I’ll tackle you with an iron fist I am certain. You’re bold. But I’ll crush you. Shell broken, hell loose. You can’t bring me down. I’m already lost. Out of my own bounds. Broken days inside. All this never ends. Never ending pain. I still contemplate If you’re worth the fight.
4.
Endangered 04:06
(We are on the edge, just one push away. Do we even understand or feel anything, anymore? When will we realize & come out of this fucking cryo. The human race. Falling for centuries. We’ve embraced things – have broken us. We are who we are. We are on the edge.) Burning eyes realized. You are the source of planned extinction. Consuming thoughts, controlling lives, a fading line of humanity. Reality is profane. Shadows of death, killing emotions by emotion; I am not the only one attacked. Ignorance of survival, calamity is inevitable. Undead, our lost tribe Endangered, we are. Pathetic. Our war of age. Selfish yet sublime. All that remains is insane. I will seek my vengeance. Invalidate the creator. He was never alive. My bed. My bed of peace. My piece of bread. You’ve taken it all. Undead, our lost tribe Endangered, we are. Liars, speakers, leeches, screamers. You’ve scarred my time with a master’s precision. Undead, our lost tribe Endangered, we are. It’s disintegrating. Your stronghold of chaos. My name is denigrated, scars of destruction. Your stand has a broken limb. I am the scourging. Revolution – the only way. In danger – we are.
5.
Conflict 01:32
I am what I am. And this is what I do.
6.
Invidious I 03:26
Extensions, lesions, broken down my pieces are shattered – contorted. Concealed in prejudice. I am despised – corroded by your hatred. Invidious is the existence of me. My name, unspoken out loud. Fear whispers objection – rejected. Crawl up a spine. Your hideous mind. Obscene – the nature. Perpetual – the only. Twists and turns of emotionless dance. Lying impatient, But look at them all pretentious fucks. Disguised angel tinted your demons with a golden shrine. Obscure inside. I am your blasphemy, undenied. Inveigler – corrupted. I am the lord of your heinous crimes. I have cut myself into the consequence of my past – exposed, judged. Concluded by denial of reality. An emotional trajectory – misguided – situations of life. My name, unspoken out loud. Fear, whispers, objections – rejected. Crawl up a spine. Your hideous mind. Obscene – the nature. Perpetual – the only. Twists and turns of emotionless dance. I am despised. Invidious I. We are the ghosts of our own decisions.
7.
In-Kog 03:51
Cold anxiety leaves me worthless, As I cringe in fear of the phantasm. Woke up with shivers, a simple whisper of your name in the dark. An ability to disorient you Movements around you but you can’t see What your ears ask you to. Your vision speaks but the mind disagrees. A silhouette fades despite the stillness. Invalid experiences, logic defiled. Hallucination or an apparition? For real or a delusion. Is it there? Is it not? Is it extant but incog? To unknow what was known, What is unknown will be known. Games it plays to manipulate my fright. Corner of an eye, man of the match, player of the night. What is unknown will be known. To unknown what is known. The mind fears what lies ahead. As I cringe in fear of the phantasm.
8.
Misguided 00:29
9.
Promises – void. And a clouded mind. Forced to embrace a non existing truth. Misguided – the child. A soldier misled. How effortlessly can a human turn brute? They told him he was the chosen one A reason of existence. Devout. Walk this path – be invincible. Another immolation. Without fire. Grey is the colour of his skin. His skin, his name in honour – engraved in red. To preserve the integrity of a pseudo-empire A martyr, a legend. Breed of thoughtless pillagers live to heave... The hate without need for knowing. Born to kill; in a plastic way of life to escalate dread and sorrow. When guns and grenades replaced dolls and toy cars Emotions became a disgorge of distrust. This is the riot of disorder, mars the foundation of compassion. Empathy. Follow the undeserving, unforgiving throne in a crude belonging. Disowned by his own, consumed by qualms. He bemoans his fate to god. A futile war deteriorates an anguished man Forbidden for selfish reason, a chivalrous burial denied Reform by deformation into a hateful abomination. Brainwashed by birth, to sacrifice for blood Another human lost, another monster born Chauvinistic ejaculate, a gruesome disaster... Could get the gods dejected, if they existed. Awarded for kills and praised with glory for genocide His blades of honor tainted with the screams of bodiless heads. His gazeless gaze portrays a mind that’s never known how to feel Breed of thoughtless pillagers live to heave... The hate without need for knowing. Born to kill; in a plastic way of life to escalate dread and sorrow. When guns and grenades replaced dolls and toy cars Emotions became a disgorge of distrust. This is the riot of disorder, mars the foundation of compassion. Empathy. Follow the undeserving, unforgiving throne in a crude belonging. When guns and grenades replaced dolls and toy cars Emotions became a disgorge of distrust. This is the riot of disorder, mars the foundation of compassion. Empathy.
10.
This is a fucking war. Deserve the right, when you hone your face of consequence. This is your time, hold your ground and never release. We are, we are marching out and this Is the final urge for you to join the clan or burn alone. Cut those ties and break that so called line of control. Sway with the madness but walk against the tide. Let go. Let go of yourself now. And in this rage trip you might just find yourself... Stronger than you ever were. Destroy; destroy the dismay that binds you. Join us in the sun. Defy the bluff of confinement and join us in the sun. Do yourself a favour and grow a spine. Along with a pair that you never had. Don’t hesitate. You’ve got to actify the rage and let go. Free yourself from the bindings imposed on you. It broke you when you let you believe you were just a dreg. Fed on your silence and consumed every inch of you. Just because you were feeble. They found your nerve of insecurities. And when the cards unfold. They’ll let the blame become you. They let you weather into pieces of nothingness. No regards, no value. Scream and let them know you are now. Undetermined from their schemes of pressure and immure. Go. Join us in the sun. Defy the bluff of confinement and join us in the sun. We are the trust of the voiceless. We are the age of the unafraid. Resolute and valiant.
11.
No. Do you know? Do they know? No. Which one is it? Mine? Mine or yours? The essence of a man that they think they know. What’s inside? They never will but neither will I. The nature of the change we know Is that it is and that it does. You see the silhouette. Do you see it now? What do you think it stands against? No form. No name. No give. Nothing. The light that shines so fearless brings Nothing to the nothing that is him. Stay close to the spawn of confidence. Eyes that speak the words of a thousand tongues. Stay close to the spawn of confidence. Eyes that speak the words of a thousand tongues. Become the change you want to see (in yourself) Become the change you want to be (be yourself) Become the change you want to see. Become the change you want to be. Do you know? Do you? Do they know? Do they? Which one is mine? Do you know which one is mine? Nothing to the nothing. Nothing to the nothing that is him. Become the change you want to see. Become the change you want to be. Become the change you want to see. Become the change you cannot be.

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One of India's supreme metal forces, Zygnema from Mumbai, return with a sophomore album that would lay waste most of their peers with their innovative brand of modern thrash metal laden with myriad hooks, sudden variations and earth-shattering breakdowns. Never failing to retain your attention, the energetic quartet keep things unpredictable throughout the tenure of this album which boasts of artwork done by Reuben Bhattacharya (Visual Amnesia) with guest vocals done by Sunneith Revankar (Bhayanak Maut) on one extended 10 minute track. Zygnema aren't afraid to experiment and are also loath to let go of their intensity. These guys have a fist-pumping mechanism with a staccato delivery that would come to be known as their style and relentless tenacious hooks forming the hallmark of their music. This is an ambitious album to say the least, for the promotion of which, the members have announced a multiple-city tour all across the nation. Having previously played at the prestigious Wacken Open Air festival in Germany as well as the famed Inferno festival in Norway, garnering fanfare and rowdy applause from all over, Zygnema have come a long way and are now serious to prove a point where it comes to their recorded outputs.

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released June 20, 2015

Sidharth Kadadi - Guitar
Jimmy Bhore - Vocals
Leon Quadros - Bass
Mayank Sharma - Drums


About the artwork - "We are the human beings of today. A hardwired life-form, kept alive by being plugged into technology, a puppet to the framework of society, religion and propaganda, tied to structures built by those that control us. We are heartless, brainless, mindless, thoughtless, existing without free will or conscience, existing in conflict. We have forgotten that once the skin is peeled off, we are all the same color, the same mass of flesh, blood and fucking bones. We are the same enslaved race of selfish and jealous puppets that have turned our backs to the very world we burnt in the name of progress. Everything that made us ‘human’, free thinking and sentient is obsolete."

- Reuben Bhattacharya of Visual Amnesia

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