Mortuary Supplies

Gutted flesh and molested tits
Molten skin burnt into ashes
Bodies kept in numbers
Heads apart and tits separated
Barbaric intentions of ending lives
Cutting breasts and intestines
Body bags and fresh limbs
Mortals carrying them in bulk
Eyes pulled out of sockets
Hands teared unmercifully
Slaughtered parts remain stacked
Hoarding the sweetest blood

Rum, Floyd and YOU

Life is not always what you expect from it
Sometimes its bad and at times its good
Making it the best is totally up to you
When expectations grow higher
When feelings become stronger
I choose Rum, Floyd and YOU

Gentle drizzle and elf like sounds of thunder
It never agitated us, you may wonder
Lip singing the lines as the feelings grow deeper
Wish I could freeze the moment
It was always you over my shoulders
As my heart longed for Rum, Floyd and YOU


I pondered over your gentle breathe
That took me away to a different land
A glass was enough to shake me up
And you, you cranked me up girl
Everything was simply ecstatic
With Rum, Floyd and YOU


You covered me up with implacable lust
I could hear our heart beating in the same rhythm
Do you get a better moment than this, girl?
I would do everything to get back to that moment
When you were me and I was you
Just can't wait to get back to Rum, Floyd and YOU.





 

Pathological Uproar

Flesh exposed ready to get cut
Dreams untrue smiles on faces
Plunging through rugged flesh
Reaching for the veins near

Its like an alcoholic obsession
Chopping bodies into halves
Festering on blood like fluids
Morgue awaits a pathological uproar

Dissection of souls became pivotal
Breaking jaws and crushing skulls
Bodies spoiled clinically
Series of incisions and embodiment

Carcass of flesh remains splattered
Pathological uproar deceits all
Punching holes through the abdomen
Creating fuss all over around

Atrocious anomalism

The victim awaits his death
scarifying mortal remains
faces were bloated 
bodies became turgid
putrefaction of slaughters remain
nefarious intuitions of diabolism
a confound state of mind
repulsion of neurotic brain actions

unnatural act of barbarism
oral excitement of hormones
anomaly of gene mutation
ignoring the pain of conformity
rigorous acts of abnormality
desecrating the flesh of humans
tormented victim of aberration 
uncontrolled deeds of drudgery

 

Undergrind 2012

Well time has really cheated us. A couple of weeks back we could hardly wait for this whole thing to arrive. Today I look back to an awesome week in reminiscence. 

Six months of impatience, hard work and eagerness paid off in one single night. Having spent a wonderful time at Kalyani we had one thing in mind and that was Undergrind 2012 featuring Wormrot and few other kickass bands from the country. We were show caused many a times in our home soil and people often like hating us for our offstage attitude and onstage music which defines true underground metal. This was an "in your face"  for all the critics around.


This was an opportunity which was taken up quite seriously by each and every band member. Practice and keeping our goal at stretch was very key prior to our gig. Now lets talk about the whole journey which has probably set a new route for us. 


Monday 10th of April was supposed to be our last practice in Kolkata. Due to unavoidable circumstances we had to cancel the whole thing. We met up at our drummer's place and planned our proceedings accordingly.


Monday 11th of April was the day we left Kolkata and started our journey for the big thing. Since I, Debanjan Da and Abhinava Da stay very nearby we went to howrah together while Denzil and Ayushman started their journey from their respective houses. We met up at howrah station. We got up into the train and checked out our seats. The train departed around 11'o' clock. With a huge task in our hand we began our journey for the sickest fest in the country. No sooner we entered Orissa and further Andhra pradesh it started to get dark outside. The wind was very pleasant and it was time for us to make an ass out of our bass baba Ayushman Sinha. He was in a total mess and there was no way out for him. If I would have been at his place I would have literally jumped off the train. After a few game of cards our dinner was served and we got back to our respective beds. The wind was blowing hard and I felt we were getting close to Bangalore a bit faster. 

Monday 12th of April and our excitement was doubled as we entered Tamil Nadu. We started our day with a phase of entertainment involving none other than our very own Ayushman Sinha. After finishing off with our lunch we started sorting out our packages. As soon as we reached our destination we were relieved to have been saved from a monotonous 29hour journey in train. We took a cab and went to a place called koramangala. Never expected these two guys pramodh and pranaw to welcome us with such level of gratitude. It was pranaw's place actually and he made sure we felt home out there. After a bit of refreshment we went out for the WISE GUY SHOP for all the t shirts we bought. The place was Brigade Road. We came back home, had a bit of drinks and snacks and slept. 

Monday 13th of April showed no signs of complexity and tension. We were cool enough to get up around 12'o' clock. After having a wonderful lunch at a Punjabi Hotel we got ready for our last practice before Undergrind. The practice turned out to be a crucial one and we were very much satisfied with it. Post practice Deep da parted ways with us as we four planned to move around the city. We went to forum and the Manchester United bar. While we were returning we planned to try few different items including pani puri, alu puri and few other snacks. Post snacks we came across a pretty cheap juice shop which was liked by every one of us. It was as if we were mincing over roasted chicken. After our dinner we slept early with one thing in our mind that is "destroy kyra". 

Monday 14th of April or we call it the judgement day came pretty soon and everyone looked fresh and berserk enough to bring down kyra. We reached Kyra around 3'o' clock when we found Perforated Limb sound checking. The whole place was in uproar and it was almost unfathomable to ignore the whole scenario. As soon as Semen commando finished off with their set list it was time for us to get up on stage in front of 200 plus true metalheads who were craving for some death metal. After checking our sound we kick started our list with a soundcheck. The list is somewhat like this:-


Dying Fetus-Kill Your Mother Rape Your Dog(cover)(Soundcheck)
System Impaled(OC)
Repugnant Flesh(OC)
Cannibal Corpse-Stripped Raped Strangled (Cover)
Rule Of Butchery(OC)
Uncanny Obsession(OC)
Autopsy-Charred Remains(Cover)

After running a roundabout 40mintues riot at Kyra we went off the stage making faces pale and making people hard to believe what we played. I want to individually comment on my band mates who had put in every drop of sweat to make it a success. 


Ayushman Sinha - The man with the popular head out there was really impressive with his four stringed soul mate. Along with an impressive performance he was really key to our tightness. 

Denzil Davidson - Performance Dude Performance. Tight playing along with prolific headbanging to some difficult guitar riffs. Take a bow dude.

Debanjan Chaudhuri - The genius behind our compositions which were a huge hit at the Undergrind. The guitar solos might have given goosebumps to all the people standing at the front row witnessing his fingers taking a tour across the guitar fret board.  


Abhinava Shukla - Drummer. Enough Said. 


After all the appreciation from the crowd we waited for Wormrot to take the stage. Mighty Wormrot made me succumb and I could hardly feel my blood flowing through my veins. I have absolutely no word to describe how mammoth of a band Wormrot is. After an epic day it was time for all the participating bands to get together and have dinner at the kyra itself. 

Tired, fatigued and yet very much excited about what we performed, seen and experienced. With all that in mind we slept and it was time for us to leave. We left Bangalore with a lot of memories behind and special thanks goes to PRANAW CHHETRI and PRAMODH for making our life comfortable out there, You two are the best people we have met out there.

Adios.

Here she comes

Seventy days and twenty hours
Two boxes of red flowers
The lovely smile and the happy tears
What she misses and what she fears
Here she comes here she comes
The sun shines and the flower blooms
Red in color bright in odour
Sharp eyes that look so clear
Here she comes here she comes
The sun shines and the flower blooms

26.2.2012

Emotions written all over it. I waited for 6 long years to catch a glimpse of something similar to this. The wait is finally over. Liverpool FC beat a brave Cardiff City side to win the carling cup for the 8th time. I repeat emotions written all over it.  YNWA

VIOLENT ECSTACY

Yours Truly

Convulsively disobedient,a bit troublesome
Epic trauma ran through her veins
She failed over and over again
Tried to tame her tantrums
He became his own master
Impatient and restless to quite an extent
Broke window panes,poked street dogs
And yet everything was done with impunity
Her work was doubled,she couldn't rest
While he performed his tricks and teased her again
He went to school,"RULES?WHAT THE..?"
His teachers' lives became hell
Parents were called every other day
As if it was an obligatory part of his time table
He made friends,many friends
And he became the leader of chaos
Short in height and very delicate in shape
All throughout and all throughout 
Keeping his studies at par
He managed to escape a few beatings
Aim in life?It was just another stupid essay
He wrote throughout his school life
Realizing that scolding was never a solution
She went berserk,almost calling it quits
Inglorious he was
Breaking the school sanitary pipe
Escaping any lethal actions against him
Girls?Girls!Girls.."Soccer is more fun to be with"
Day in and day out
Nonsensical deeds and an evil grin 
Which ended with a kick in his football
First boards-a change in school
Which was a bit out of compulsion
New friends,new route
And a new set of lives getting ruined
Before he had already broken up with his books
He made two good friends
Two friends kicked his ass[often]
Keeping that evil grin in his face
It was time he waved his hands
Before he wore his famous uniform for the last time
Aim in life??remember??
Finally a college go-er,a would be engineer
Girls??remember??
Someone has really worked wonders 
Melting an hypocrite's heart is really something
Agree or not..well fuck you..
Tempted to write about her
But he keeps it short and decipherable


This is how life has been and always be
Hope you guys have a brighter life ahead


YOURS TRULY

Wayward As Love

A pretty young face
That burnt a few hearts
With utter diligence
It was his negligence
To fall for that pretty face
Who lingered over
His nonchalance

They walked through the streets
Leaving the rose petals
And the gift wrappers behind
As if they were happy
None but she knew
How little she loved him
Yet how happy he was

A time had come 
She had enough
Called him up
Bashed him bad
She was no more in love
Only if she knew
How much he had loved her

Heartbroken and wasted
His questions unanswered
A strong heart kept him alive
Piously audacious
She forgot the kiss
And the night which
Brought them closer

All he could do is fix things up
But it was wayward as love
Subconscious he was
Thinking about her,hit by a car
Only if she knew
How priceless a life is
And how immaculate his love was

A diary in his pocket
Kept a record of the time
Spent together without a hitch
He was lying down
Succumbed and every drop of blood
Was nothing compared to
The petals from her roses

The Sound Of Perseverance

Inscrutable circumstances prevail
A period of dark desolation
That attacked the docile minds
Work against mental sanctity


Persevere the unfinished deed
Digress not,deliver peace
The trauma of existence
Procreating the malfunctioned


Resolute forces within
Like a thunder in a storm
A bleak ray of hope
The sound of perseverance

A Piece Of Peace

After a day's worth the wait
I search for lines that seek my breath
Woke up early,anxious was I
She came smiling,mouth wide open
A pleasant winter breeze
And the essence of your heart
Was nothing infront of Her
Stepped in,heart was beating fast
Yet she was perfect for the moment
A minute and a half  passed
And she already became a part of us
Her In-Laws knew how different she was
Practically from all the perverted freaks
That hover around the society
Meanwhile I loved all the attention she got
And as she smiled,i could only smile back
A bit of this and a bit of that
Came after a tiny snack
The moment She and I became us
We forgot the tormented world around us
Reckless,it may sound
To those who are unsound
Lucrative,many people may find
I would rather give a damn,She is only mine
Wished the moments weren't irrevocable
For the feelings were real and she felt fine
Her In-Laws knew how happy i was
And prayed for a lovely future that beckons us
Moments were captured,memories were made
Soon came the time i wouldn't have wanted
To put an end
Seeing-off was a part of our honors
As she parted ways with us
Came back home,felt cheated by time
A feeling of tranquility,a spotless mind
I wish she is around at this very moment now
As the FEELINGS ARE REAL AND SHE FEELS FINE

SYSTEM IMPALED

Relinquishing the system
A series of qualms
A feeling of hatred
For the power is in their hands
She was a fraud
Who defined nonchalance
Deprived the poor
And cheated the other half

She went on revelling
Until every single word unveiled
Life imprisonment and immediate deaths
A word with her and her fucking system
She was broke when things turned worse
As the system failed to escape retaliation
Chaos prevailed as her face turned pale
Helpless she was waited for her death

System impaled
Bloody beginnings
The power was snatched
As the cunt was put to death

"This is the place where I belong
 I really love to turn you on
 I’ve got your sound still in my ear
 While your traces disappear
 I climb the stage again this night
 ’cause the place seems still alive
 When the smoke is going down"

Back From Sodom

Fiendish deeds and irrelevant thoughts

Saw them rage and revolt in fear

Evil forces rise from the grave

Unpreceedented wait for retaliation

Back from sodom

Jeopardizing a life in their hands

Where necrophilliacs roam about

Stench decay of flesh

Staring at an evil face

Following the footsteps as they went

Feel the hollowness inside

Scattered masses of funeral pyre

Back from sodom

Jeorpadizing a life in their hands

Where necrophilliacs roam about

Stench decay of flesh

Infested cadavers and efficient dead meat

Decrepit organisms all over the place

They are the guardian of evil and dead

A place secured with human blood

Back from sodom

Jeorpadizing a life in their hands

Where necrophilliacs roam about

Stench decay of flesh

24th November

Today oh today
You know its a very special day
Last year same time
You had become mine
Since then you make me happy
Even though i am scrappy
Remember what i said?
Remember how i said?
I'll say it once again
So that you can rack your brain
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY
(OH BABY)HAPPY ANNIVERSARY..
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

A little bit of this and a little bit of that :)

YOU ARE SOLACE

Allow me to cut my life in two halves
One for the bad and one for the love
Down the pecking order, was i?
Rampaging was always a choice
Eyes burning like a ball of fire
Reflecting my morose identity
Weary days 'n sleepless nights
There was none who could end my fights
Lack of serenity, my mind ran amok
Was in need of someone with whom i can talk
I can share my laughter and be a part of
Petrified was i, yet persuasive enough
I tried to avoid the past
Which had no spice, all but dust
Life is an impostor if you know what i mean
As it tried to immaculate my mistakes
It may deceive a normal heart
But for me everything changed with you
No more weary days and sleepless nights
As you have ended all my fights
Now i needn't be complacent
For it might be a trick that life has played
Incompetency was justified 
Yet innocuous was i
You had a reason to love me
You had a reason to hold me tight every-time
For the time was conducive enough for me
To go ahead and seek refuge
You were like a mother
To guide me throughout
For the tough times and the battles i have won 
I wouldn't have done it without you
Almost a quarter of my life has passed
More than a quarter to go
You are a temptation blessed with grace
YOU ARE SOLACE

The Martyr's Song

this is an excerpt not for the weak

as for the living it is vague

for the dead it matters the least

worshipping was never a desire

a force that had occupied many minds

i was one of them,stabbed mercilessly

for i believed in something 

something that defamed the leaders

the incoherence my speech reveals

plethora of bloodshed and repugnancy

inhuman and repulsive they are

incompatibility separated the living and the dead

for they believed in no supreme power

victimized was i,alibis removed

i was haunted for over a fornight

before they brought me down

and i was deprived of all earthly pleasures

it is as if a requiem has been kept

to repurify the work undone

it was more of a killing spree

they had a cause behind the killing

men who tried to oppose

met their grave very soon

i was one of them,stabbed mercilessly

for i believed in something

something that had kept them worried

it was a mere fantasy despite the risk

for i needed no supreme power

only martyrdom provides me solace

for i feel reposeful yet again

i was one of them,stabbed mercilessly

for i believed in something 

something that had decieved many minds
as it was more of a killing spree

5/11/2011

SO MUCH TO SAY TOO LITTLE TO BLOG...