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Sinister Upheaval

by Boundless Chaos

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Bart German blackened thrash of the highest order. It's a good sign when you're trying to pick your favorite track, and you go, "That's the one." then the next track is "No, that's the best one." On and on it goes. I'm playing this non-stop and it should be heard by all...especially those who love blackened thrash. Favorite track: High Tension.
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1.
Down 03:35
spiral downwards into an endless void free fall towards the petrified ground accelerate to terminal and deadly speed so excited by your growing panic and anxiety you are going down into your certain death moments of darkness come for brief tranquility for a second there is black peace then again chaos and fear that only leads you down and you’re going down and you’re going down into the darkness of the ground get up, fight on inside your living dream madness still haunts you and it seems to reach inside the deepest layers of your being and calls for death you stand in front of the perfect view wind in your hair, cold air embraces you the cliff emerges high over the mountainside a marvel of nature that will only lead you down and you’re going down and you’re going down into the darkness of the ground the darkness emerges around you you see more than you ever saw visions so clear that you needed pure darkness to make it appear a spiral enticing and hungry a power primal and vast as awe inspiring as the depths that it emerged from the vortex draws closer and closer gnawing edges with every step resiliance is turning to yearning the piercing cry of the end step into the void and you accelerate to darkness atomizing every thought you ever had before this vile and corrupt it started that which you once loved appears so faint, so far and without any purpose so just break it and build new upon the shards you left when you cleaved the past upon the sight of my dawns rays come to me and strip your mind with just a single gaze and we melt reality in a cathartic blaze come and be one with the evil that resides in you
2.
High Tension 03:26
worlds ablaze, darkest of days, minds are growing cold tension is high, deep in the storms eye, there are more threats to unfold haunted by an invisible might, omnipresent woe loss of sense, blunted violence, inevitable deathrow morale decayed totally depraved indifference, it reigns darkest visions unchained floating through a state of fear once so far but now so near high tension, it’s getting out of hand uncertainty command, could this be our end? high tension, unbearable pain time to face it, we’re caught in a bane wars old as man born again by those who condone death and pain which will reign more bestial then before when terror strikes, we musn’t abide to its commanding call resistence lies on the edge of a knife, with each step you might go wrong floating through a state of fear once so far but now so near sun burns red, a glistening end to normality foul beauty lies in how it dies — with slow intensity suffering for all beings — our chosen destiny floating through a state of fear once so far but now so near high tension, it’s getting out of hand uncertainty command, could this be our end? high tension, unbearable pain time to face it, we’re caught in a bane
3.
fucked by fire aroused by evil flames conjurers of the end a will that can’t be tamed praise the madness the hellish blaze burns high the ignition of the world that’s predestined to die the burning of Eden all splendor turns to dust ashen remains of life triumph of death will last forevermore vengeance will strike evil will rise the plague will alight to bring pure demise oh! crush the world light the pyre oh! burn the world cleanse with fire vengeance will strike evil will rise the plague will alight to bring pure demise drowned in torment the world salutes its fall eradication’s turn will save no one at all cruel salvation cremation of all life the horns of revenge symbol of total might
4.
frailty and death take one step forward stranger stars beyond the fog smell the foul fumes of lust break your consciousness on the edge of the unknown fuck your grandeur in blood hear the call infirm soul darkness enlightened by a stab in your flesh new roads are paved in pain simple distortion what you can’t see you can still feel follow the clot of tar hear the call infirm soul preach the candle live the fire succumb to flames and dark desires paths are burning to light the way out gloom envelops ruin sprouts frailty and death dark daring shadows memories untrue to time reminiscence of death shattered sapience nausea tails vertigo just one turn from demise hear the call infirm soul suspended visions trembling claws grasp in the haze locking into your flesh forever melded with the breath of death and pain forever Satan’s slave frailty and death
5.
Guillotine 03:55
kings of old, callers of thunderstorms rulers of ancient lands, warriors greater than, bigger than, manlier power visions that fell out of time symbols of superior ancestry fever dreams of the sad and the weak a kaiser still remains just human just one heart, just one life, just one head blue blood in the realms of silk and gold red blood under the guillotine strong arms in the realms of fascist dreams red blood under the guillotine obsolete masculine totem poles symbols that lost their place and purpose no place left for relicts of worse times shatter them, rip them out, overturn those who cling to dust in nations urns to remains of what died ugly deaths an end to what shall stay better dead blue blood in the realms of silk and gold red blood under the guillotine strong arms in the realms of fascist dreams red blood under the guillotine blue blood turns red red blood turns black black blood ends kings black blood burns black smoke that shall not veil the vile past never forget the crimes that lead to so much death blue blood turns red black blood burns black burn and behead
6.
Pissing repulsive excuses of human beings right in the face to wash the paint that was hiding their hideous visages for so long away. Faithless fantatics are taking the fight against oppression back to the streets in the conviction that chaos is the liberation we need. bloody pleks and bloody stage dont end the fanatic rage time to escalate the brawl heed the tyrant’s call broken strings and broken chords the price for chauvinisms fall free that what was meant for all heed the tyrant’s call bloody boots and bloody soil end it now and once for all we might go down, yet all shall fall heed the tyrant’s call broken bones and broken skulls the price of chauvinisms fall we are coming for you all heed the tyrant’s call Chaos is nothing but absence of orders which oppressors love to impose. Piss on and fight on till the rusty heart of patriarchal structures erodes. Open existence and free expression have been fought so hard for for years. Follow the call of the tyrant of void and make chaos reality.
7.
bursting out of the deep — violence of the bleak hammering the nails down into idols of the weak (which are) the terror, the torture, the self righteous pain throw a veil over what’s truth and what’s fucking insane lord of lies tell me what I deny flog my souls till I abide seeking out the weak — lusting for victory piling up the tinder under bridges that I need (which are) the terror, the torture, the self inflicted pain throw a veil over what’s truth and what’s fucking insane horned one just already take my mind replace it with a mollusc’s intenstines I abide remains of the feast — bones of rat and beast gorging myself on the gore till I have what I need (which is) the terror, the torture, the self denying pain throw a veil over what’s truth and what’s fucking insane light of my life I confess that I’m null make me one, I'm offering my hull my hull night falls, black sight, heads’s gone, nails drive hands dead, head’s dead, nails spilled, floor bed nails deep, hands red, crest spoiled, path ends take me, sign burned, return to earth
8.
nothing will come from your denial when suspects are hanged before the trial you can continue to hide in your safe vault but when you hear the screams then it is your fault! there will be no bomb that explodes in your face to tell you that they’re here because for that it is to late their ugly roots already spread so deep into the minds to leech from the suffering of those left behind rip out the roots and salt the earth blood is already filling the gutters you can look away while its the blood of others only when the blood is blocking your sight then you will see that whats left is to fight ground has to be scorched so that nothing grows again no roots in the earth no mold in the brain the fundament of nationalism has to shake and crumble leave no place for growth and salt the fucking earth rip out the roots and salt the earth ripping out the roots, ripping off the heads rub salt in the wounds, the blood in the earth eradicate the seeds and cleanse soil and brain char the remaining stumps, nothing shall grow again break the endless loop that plagues humanity hostage by terror, reigned by hostility who feels so entitled to other peoples pain fruits of suffering shall never grow again
9.
rise up and spread the disease since year zero, it’s always there an offered world, so prone to blood phlebotomy’s paradigma the unclad hour, the broken lamb corrupted space endlessly dense floodgates that lead them to the strike infinite streams of vile vermin breaking people, slaying minds through our own will demons unchained ash to ash and blood to blood demons are unchained never called, never dispelled the everlasting hunt demons unchained ash to ash and blood to blood demons unchained menacing deformities hammer in the heads no choice but to follow where we are, the legion stands brought to light from no true cause but the everlasting wheel of pain and blood, of flame and ash manifested in sharpened steel they seek no answers, know no path resonating through the aether eradicated, born again a balance, true before the sun you can’t corrupt, what’s ever foul can’t corrode living decay they eat your minds, they are your minds strike yourself, strike them away break out, fight the scum rip your flesh and boil your heart break the vessel, kill the soil one down and billions more to come selection through self harm the ones who stand shall lead us blind no victory, but demons unified with humankind

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CONTACT and MERCH / RECORD INQUIRIES: boundlesschaos666@gmail.com

Hailing from Germany, the land ever brimming with ancient thrash metals, BOUNDLESS CHAOS was begotten in the year of 2017 when M.F., P.K, T.B., and M.J. heaved bloody deathrash straight up from the ashes of hellfire. With a brutal barrage of drums, slashing guitars, and throbbing bass-lines, they unapologetically worship the sound of the old. In 2019, E.M. completed the force. Now whole, BOUNDLESS CHAOS have been spitting the hellish gospel of chaos, upheaval, fire, and antifascism across an EP in 2020 and then two splits in 2020 – one with Idle Ruin, the second with fellow Germans Reign in Blood.

Still, the best was yet to come, and it’s now arrived in BOUNDLESS CHAOS’ debut album, Sinister Upheaval. Aptly titled, Sinister Upheaval is a ravaging onslaught of deathened thrash built upon a blazing foundation of early Dark Angel, Possessed, Texas’ Devastation, Sepultura’s Schizophrenia, and of course, Sodom’s Persecution Mania (and even Agent Orange!). Here, BOUNDLESS CHAOS stick to their tried ‘n’ true formula, but simply maximize the muscle and tighten the execution; when graced with a well-rounded (yet requisitely dirty) production, the result is nothing short of powerful. And adding to the CHAOS is Malte Gericke (Sijjin, ex-Necros Christos), who does guest vocals on “Guillotine.” No gimmicks, no modernity, no non-metal influences – just straightforward & straight-ahead THRASH METAL from the unholy years of 1986 and ’87, torched to a crisp, and set to conflagrate YOU!

Releases January 19, 2024 on DYING VICTIMS PRODUCTIONS

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released January 19, 2024

T.B. — Guitars
M.J. — Guitars
P.K. — Bass
M.F. — Drums
E.M. — Vocals

Guest vocals in "Guillotine" by Malte Gericke.

Engineered by Thomas Conrad.
Produced and recorded by Thomas Conrad and M.F. at Stereoid Studios, Saxony in 2023.
Mixed and Mastered by Ekaitz Garmendia at BlackStorm Studios, Basque Country in 2023.
Boundless Chaos logo by Velio Josto.
Cover Art by E.M.
Photography by Sophie T.

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Life may come and life may go, but chaos is forever
Come my son and you will see, tonight we burn together

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