The group wrote a six song album that was released originally on the small imprint Union Mill before being put out by Nottingham label Earache Records. Before the deal was made however guitarist Steve Watson was fired and replaced by Dean Berry. The band's second album Our Problem was released to high acclaim. The next release, We've Learned Nothing, was a split CD with Japanese doom metal band Church of Misery that was put out by Man's Ruin Records. In 1999 the band played the Dynamo Festival in the Netherlands and shortly after Jim Rushby left the band and was replaced by ex-Acrimony guitarist Stu O'Hara. However due to a variety of personal and industry problems the band split in September 1999.
Justin, Jim and Johnny went on to form the short-lived Armour of God while Dean, Doug and Stu formed Dukes of Nothing. Steve has played in Helvis. Johnny then formed My War and Murder One before suffering a fatal heart attack in the summer of 2002. Justin has since played in an array of bands that include Borknagar, Silver Ginger Five, Hard To Swallow (also with Jim), Teeth of Lions Rule the Divine, British doom titans Electric Wizard and now plays in Crippled Black Phoenix. Dean played for the underground post-doom / sludge group Capricorns (signed on Lee Dorrian's Rise Above Records), while Stu went on to play in Black Eye Riot. He's now playing with Acrimony members in a yet to be named stoner-groove outfit. Jim currently plays in Geriatric Unit. A live and rare tracks album entitled Ruined by Idiots was released in 2003 on Maniac Beast Records.
666 Pack
Iron Monkey Lyrics
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Pro bandage curfew
Thermal piss eyes/threat/function
Autonomic click buzz fumes
Prosthetic tooth + jaw to non
Arm of paranoid narco virus
Chief judicial of invisible empire
Exile at wars end of slave booze pain
Syringe hit scum king
Two thieves a fucking mock survivor
Hypno watt seepage through drunken sores
Fink pig illness tractor
Face press revelation
Garbage front stalwart
A psychotic plea from a dirty prison
World in a bottle mud-fight transmitter
Prozac frozen in ultra deep storage
Man made object of cultish reverence
Iron Monkey's song "666 Pack" is a mix of cryptic and surrealistic lyrics that read like a stream of consciousness on drugs. The tone is dark and ominous, with scattered references to drugs, violence, illness, and dystopian societies. The lyrics don't follow a conventional narrative, but rather suggest a constellation of images and sensations that evoke a sense of alienation and despair.
The opening lines, "Like taking candy from a graveyard/Pro bandage curfew," sets the tone for a surrealistic journey through a wasteland where life and death are blurred, and the normal rules of society have been suspended. The song goes on to explore various themes, such as drug addiction ("All it is is taking some pill to increase a shot"), police brutality ("Fink pig illness tractor"), and psychological breakdown ("Hypno watt seepage through drunken sores").
Overall, "666 Pack" is an intense and disturbing experience that challenges the listener to decipher its meaning and connect with its emotional intensity. While the lyrics are not easy to interpret, they create a haunting and unforgettable atmosphere that sticks with you long after the song is over.
Line by Line Meaning
Like taking candy from a graveyard
An effortless and unchallenging task, like taking something from a place of death and decay.
Pro bandage curfew
A restriction or limit set by a professional authority that can be upheld with the use of bandages or first aid supplies.
Thermal piss eyes/threat/function
Eyes that are capable of detecting heat signatures in a threatening or functional manner.
Autonomic click buzz fumes
A process or system that operates automatically, with a repetitive sound or vibration, and toxic fumes.
Prosthetic tooth + jaw to non
Artificial teeth and jawbones that do not belong to their original owner.
Arm of paranoid narco virus
An entity or group that spreads fear and distrust through the use of drugs.
Chief judicial of invisible empire
The highest authority or leader of an unseen and powerful group or organization.
Exile at wars end of slave booze pain
Being cast out or isolated at the conclusion of a war, after enduring a life of slavery, alcoholism, and suffering.
All it is is taking some pill to increase a shot
The act of relying on medication to improve one's performance or abilities.
Syringe hit scum king
The leader or ruler of a group that injects drugs.
Two thieves a fucking mock survivor
Two individuals who steal and deceive, while pretending to be a victim or survivor.
Hypno watt seepage through drunken sores
A mesmerizing electric current that slowly penetrates wounds caused by alcohol-induced impairment.
Fink pig illness tractor
A machine or device that spreads disease and betrayal.
Face press revelation
An epiphany or realization that comes from a facial expression, particularly one that is pressed or contorted.
Garbage front stalwart
A steadfast defender or supporter of a deteriorating or worthless facade.
A psychotic plea from a dirty prison
An insane and desperate appeal made from a corrupt and filthy incarceration.
World in a bottle mud-fight transmitter
A device or mechanism capable of transmitting a chaotic and violent world encapsulated inside a bottle.
Prozac frozen in ultra deep storage
A powerful medication that has been preserved and kept secure in an extremely cold and distant location.
Contributed by Owen I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
MotorGoblin
1:54 Love that riff.
Thew Adams
basically the ultimate song
S Brown2196
I know, no one can do better than this.😪
grhmcchrn
Thew Adams hahah yes
Euronymus257
Heard this on kfjc foothill college radio los altos CA a couple days ago. The bass riff caught my ear and the drumming is killer. Groovy as hell. Thx kfjc i never would've heard these guys.
mybestregards
If you listen to that intro and not assault whoever you're with, then there's a problem.
Mike Andrews
@Bolshevik Cosmonaut you're not Iron Monkey-ing hard enough then.
Bolshevik Cosmonaut
I'm high. The thought wouldn't even cross my mind.
Sleepis4pussies
Totally Master of Reality Sabb'd out in the beginning. Wish they returned to that opening riff pace. Still a badass sludger!
sean devine
Sounds like sabbath trudging through a foot deep caky sticky thick heavy mud. That sucks you in