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Frozen Wheel
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"Horrors From Depth" recordered by Alexander Kondratev, Gigant Records, Moscow and produced/mixed/mastered by Brian Elliott, Mana Recording Studios, USA, 2012
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We are Tacit Fury (Death/Thrash Metal) We play awesome Death Metal for others to enjoy! ()
We are Tacit Fury (Death/Thrash Metal) We play awesome Death Metal for others to enjoy! (?) Reformation passed in late 2010 and the band clearly identified themselves in the style of Death / Thrash Metal. In August 2012 was released the album "Horrors From Depth", which was recorded at the Moscow studio Gigant Records and produced by Mana Recording Studio, St.Petersburg, Florida (Cannibal Corpse, Hate Eternal, Madball home studio). Tacit Fury has an active rotation on many metal radio stations in Russia, Ukraine, USA, England, France, Spain and other countries and debut video for the song "Streets of Rage" was looked and approved by unexpectedly large amount of users on YouTube. A distinctive feature of the band can be called an all-out aggression, both in music and in the image, powerful, tight sound, great energy at each concert, musicians are laid by 146%!
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Genre
Metal • Death/Black Metal
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Peak #71
Peak in subgenre #12
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Tacit Fury
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Tacit Fury
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February 17, 2013
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MP3 5.7 MB • 160 kbps • 4:56
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03. Frozen Wheel Trying to get up And gather all your strength Need to concentrate But cold will break your faith You want a little heat Numb fingers beat on metal After this terrible mishap Your last stop can be lethal... Ice around the place Where did you lose your life? Beware of death's embrace No way to survive... Machine malfunction You did not expect Even for little error Can classify you dead Shake with fear, Unconscious Drop of snot is frozen Wolves bite off your legs now Death from bleeding! Weakness came, you feel it, Sweet abyss of dying Touches your soul Like mother of demise Clumps of snow were red with Gore and guts of your team Wandering in frozen land Is failed! Count before your breath Will freeze, the blood, run cold Icy walls reflect your Tortured face! Station of researching Becomes a fort of loss No rue and consolation No meaning and no laws Forget about salvation The nothingness ahead When wheel of life is frozen Soul falls into dread… Frozen wheel stopped in a hoary vault, Death by filthy nefarious cold
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