1.) A Hardrock Band… Read Full Bio ↴"The Wicked" refers to at least two different bands:
1.) A Hardrock Band from Graz / Austria (current release: "Age of Attitude")
2.) A Melodic Black / Industrial Metal Band from Uusimaa / Finland:
The meeting of the two deranged individuals Necrotron and Lucius M.K. was not foreseen by any prophecy. The next millennium saw the release of their eponymous demo, and incidents labelled as alcohol-related mishaps enabled Lucius to enlist the drummer Meggadeath.
Although no other label had shown whatever interest in releasing their art than Spikefarm (the poor bastards didnt know what they were getting into) the mindless trio set forth to create a monster, I mean an album. Resurrected by chain lightning at a distant corner of the country, their debuting effort For Theirs Is the Flesh saw the blight of the day in 2002.
Getting many praises as well as curses the band continued to enthrall the unexpecting metal audience throughout the world. Small covens took as their sacred mission to spread the epiphany which is The Wicked. No-one could know who was an astute follower of their wicked ways, and vile accusations were thrown at neighbors, friends - kith and kin alike. Perceiving this dire situation Lucius M.K. once more gathered his fellow conspirators, and in their secret headquarters it was agreed that another album was needed to strengthen the loyal masses.
Bending musical boundaries has never been the focal point of The Wicked, albeit at the same time it has been a natural pathway for them. Skimming through various musical categories but not settling on any single one of them, this band has instead sapped some of their essence into whatever depths that melt and blend and ultimately spawn forth a second album by The Wicked. Hard to follow? As is the music, they say. Let us try a different approach then:
Take one portion of a horror movie. Nay, lets say two. Add a mixture Danny Elfmanisque composition, and a tad of the spirit of Tim Burton. Indulge in a bowl of death metal with a blackish aftertaste, and mix in with some industrial elements. Add in some occasional bombastic orchestrations and decorate with a fair share of lunacy. Stir with a wooden spoon and serve with lemon. We do recommend starting with a small dosage.
"...For Theirs Is The Flesh", I'm convinced is what Danny Elfman would sound like if he were into extreme metal. Seriously, the disc would fit very well interlaced with a Tim Burton movie." -M. Morton / Unrestrained
Master Pain
The Wicked Lyrics
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In the dark it was difficult to see well, and he couldn't make out any other sounds besides his own racket.
The tunnel led to a door through which he entered into a cabinet with nothing but comestibles.
Even after locking the door he kept leaning against it just to make sure it would stay shut and tried to regain his breath.
Maybe I won't be found, he hoped in his mind.
Six inch claws Cutting through bone, fangs of steel Ripping your throat.
Ten feet tall Deadlier than all.
Tonight another life ends.
Deyinf time he's gone again.
Like a nightmare it never ends.
Killing, killing rejoicing within Blackest eyes.
No remorse.
Coldest smile.
No Escape.
Floating over the carcass of his last kill, the assassin licking his long nails heard a caling.
And with a slight breeze he was gone.
The lyrics of The Wicked's song Master Pain revolve around the idea of a person on the run from their pursuer. The singer's breathing and footsteps can be heard echoing along the walls as they make their way towards a cabinet filled with comestibles. Despite locking the door behind them and hoping that they wouldn't be found, reality twists as they feel a cold breeze against their neck, and turn around to see their pursuer's "cruel smile." The second half of the song seems to depict the assassin carrying out their killings with no remorse or mercy. The chorus "Six inch claws cutting through bone, fangs of steel ripping your throat. Ten feet tall, deadlier than all." reinforces the idea that the assassin is a superior killing machine who takes pleasure in relishing their victims' deaths.
The overall tone of the song is dark and eerie, with intense instrumentals that match the lyrics' intensity. The sudden shifts between the singer's tense escape and the assassin's cold-blooded killings emphasize the fact that the assassin is a powerful force not to be trifled with. The lyrics leave some questions unanswered, such as the purpose of the assassin's killings and the background of the singer on the run. However, the imagery and intense tone create a unique listening experience that can be interpreted in many ways.
Line by Line Meaning
His heavy breathing and hasty footsteps echoed from the walls as he kept hoping that he might've led his pursuer astray.
As he ran through the dark tunnel, he could only hear the sound of his own heavy breathing and footsteps, but he hoped that he had successfully tricked the person who was following him.
In the dark it was difficult to see well, and he couldn't make out any other sounds besides his own racket.
The darkness made it hard for him to see anything, and there were no other sounds that he could hear except for the ones that he was making himself.
The tunnel led to a door through which he entered into a cabinet with nothing but comestibles.
After running through the tunnel, he came to a door that opened up into a small room filled with food and drinks.
Even after locking the door he kept leaning against it just to make sure it would stay shut and tried to regain his breath.
He locked the door behind him, but he continued to push against it to make sure it was secure while he caught his breath.
Maybe I won't be found, he hoped in his mind.
He hoped that he had successfully hidden from whoever was chasing him, and that he wouldn't be found.
A cold breeze brushed the back of his neck as reality twisted for a second, and he turned around in time only to see the cruellest smile ever.
Suddenly, he felt a cold breeze on the back of his neck that made him turn around, but it was already too late - he saw a terrifying smile on the face of his attacker.
Six inch claws Cutting through bone, fangs of steel Ripping your throat.
The attacker had sharp, six-inch claws that could easily cut through bone, and his steel fangs were capable of ripping throats apart.
Ten feet tall Deadlier than all.
The attacker was an imposing ten feet tall, making him even more dangerous and powerful.
Tonight another life ends. Deyinf time he's gone again. Like a nightmare it never ends.
The attacker had killed many times before, and he would keep killing until someone stopped him. It was like a never-ending nightmare.
Killing, killing rejoicing within Blackest eyes.
The attacker took pleasure in killing, and his eyes were black with evil.
No remorse. Coldest smile. No Escape.
The attacker felt no remorse for his actions. His smile was cold and heartless, and there was no escape for his victims.
Floating over the carcass of his last kill, the assassin licking his long nails heard a calling. And with a slight breeze he was gone.
After killing his latest victim, the attacker licked his bloody nails and heard a voice calling out to him. He disappeared into the night with a slight breeze.
Contributed by Jeremiah H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.