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1984: 4 men - 4 riders of the apocalypse. A press release without compromise: “La Muerte, gravediggers dispossessed unfortunate toads legitimate Homeric warriors of a schizophrenic nephritic crusade in a malevolent country, place of delirium and hate of odious persecution, of blood vomited by immense suppurating wounds...”
1984: a record: THE SURREALIST MYSTERY, Dali expo in the ears. Crossover against nature between Belgium and Spain. Inquisition and putrid rock'n'roll: La Muerte makes the abscess in the blues, stinking mouth, and spits and covers Wild Thing. Compared very quickly to Birthday party, Foetus or the Stooges, they sensibly well transport the same resonant extreme image. Yet in some years they become synonymous of the last limit, passing in horror their terrifying eldest. A big part of the specialized international critique doesn't dry up of praises, Belgium is going to follow, and La Muerte becomes quickly a cult group and a reference of the Belgian underground rock.
1985: AND THE MYSTERY GOES ON... The massacre found its goldsmiths and the bleach confirms its new use: the mouth bath. Single of the week in the N.M.E. The waltz of drummers and tours through Europe can begin...
1986: PEEP SHOW / LUCIFER SAM: One live side/one studio side. Syd Barrett disfigured by vitriol. The set of iconoclastic homage’s initiated with Wild Thing is spreading.
1987: EVERY SOUL BY SIN OPPRESSED: over-explored blues roots, Every Soul... impersonate the poor lonesome cowboy who has difficulty leaving his place near the fire. Pay attention, the big cities are not far and the motorcycles are not going to linger to definitely serve new settings to the 4 horsemen. The presence of ARNO at the harmonica reinforces the sulfurous ambiance, deliberately more rock/blues of La Muerte, as if it was necessary to get rid once for all with such a so tactile inspiration that it becomes painful: the hanged man oscillates and the sand pricks the eyes. It is the British period of the group with a simultaneous release in England, where they played with JESUS & The MARYCHAIN, full pages of interviews in MELODY MAKER and consort, as well as a John PEEL Session at the BBC.
1988: SCORPIO RISING: 4 pieces of which two soundtracks for psychotic trash movie. It will be used, in 1998, for the soundtrack (where one figures amongst others Gun Club & Nick Cave) of the movie, Doctor Chance, with Joe Strummer (Dominique De Ruddere will illustrate ‘Hombre Complicados ' also with compositions of the band). With this e.p. entitled from a movie of Corman, La Muerte entered in an irreversible referential system. The pictures of the death, road and urban violence glued to the skin. P.I.A.S. releases the CD, Black God White Devil that covers almost all the vinyl releases of the band on Soundwork records.
1989: DEATH RACE 2000: more rock and heavier than ever. La Muerte gets excited, blasphemes, kills, mutilates itself and especially ... drives. They crash for cash. It is the time to when Marc du Marais confesses the use of squalid news items to write his lyrics. As well as marginal literary techniques such as “the cut-up” or “le cadavre exquis”. It is also the year of a first (others will follow) full Brussels’ Ancienne Belgique, the most prestigious venue in town. The year of a memorable tour through Europe, finishing in Switzerland with a common tour Young Gods/Muerte; as well as the bombing threats of the Parisian concert, by the extremists French Catholics for “Ecoute cette Prière”.
1990: EXPERIMENT IN TERROR: the standards that La Muerte listens to in secret are finally revealed to the world. Entirely constituted of covers, this album permit to observe La Muerte on imposed musical constructions. The treatment of the clichés is again perfect, confirm the gravediggers in their quest of the absolute trashing.
1991: KUSTOM KAR KOMPETITION: frontal shock and killer alien, sunken chest and impact of bullet encircled with burnt flesh. Probably the most succeeded album. The three K of the album are only there for the sonority and especially to see how the Americans will receive this kick in the balls. Follow months and months of tour through Europe and the arrival of the 8th (!) and last drummer.
1994: RAW: ultimate testimony of La Muerte live. A farewell tour in the main capitals of Europe that will end by their hometown Brussels. This ultra long length CD unveils the last creations: Power, Cravacher, Blood on the Moon. As well as the active participation of Richard 242 and Arno. La Muerte chose to finish as it lived: rough and raw. Raw show us what La Muerte had become on stage, a road monster. To see the Death closely is a traumatic experience. It disappeared as it lived, howling...
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Massacre
la Muerte Lyrics
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The things I cannot control
Sickening this reasoning I'm
Paralyzed like you
Eating all this insignificance
Tell me something intelligent I'm
Starving for this feeling I have
Lost beneath the scars
Massacre!
Show me how to hold
The things I cannot control
Massacre!
Hold these insecurities I must
Burden myself with this menagerie
Burn the bridges that seperate
The faultlines of you and me
Tell me something of life and death
Give me purpose to live what's left
Starving for this feeling I have
Lost beneath the scars
Massacre!
Show me how to hold
The things I cannot control
Massacre!
Starving for this feeling I have
Lost beneath the scars
Show me how to hold
The things I cannot control
Sickening this reasoning I'm
Paralyzed like you I'm
Paralyzed like you I'm
Paralyzed like you.
The lyrics of la Muerte's song "Massacre" reflect the inner turmoil and feelings of helplessness of the singer. The singer is seeking guidance on how to handle things that are beyond their control. They are sickened by their own reasoning and feel paralyzed like the person they are addressing. The singer is craving intelligent conversation and substance, as they feel lost and buried beneath the scars of their struggles.
The chorus of the song, "Massacre!" implies that the singer may feel like their inner turmoil is causing them to destroy themselves from the inside out. They are burdened by their insecurities and are burning bridges that separate them from others, particularly the person they are addresssing. However, the singer also seeks guidance and purpose in their life, wanting to find a reason to live and make the most out of what they have left.
Line by Line Meaning
Show me how to hold
I need guidance in how to deal with something.
The things I cannot control
These are things that are beyond my control.
Sickening this reasoning I'm
The logic behind this situation is causing me to feel nauseous.
Paralyzed like you
I'm unable to act, much like how you seem to be.
Eating all this insignificance
I'm consuming meaningless things, which is proving to be unfulfilling.
Tell me something intelligent I'm
I'm in desperate need of some intelligent information or discussion.
Starving for this feeling I have
I'm craving a certain emotion that I'm not experiencing.
Lost beneath the scars
I'm feeling lost or hidden behind past experiences.
Massacre!
This is a cry for help, to show me how to deal with these difficult situations.
Hold these insecurities I must
I'm being burdened with these insecurities that I have to hold onto.
Burden myself with this menagerie
This is a collection of different things that I'm forced to carry or deal with.
Burn the bridges that separate
I'm feeling the need to cut ties with someone or something that is causing a divide.
The fault lines of you and me
These are the issues that are dividing us and causing conflict in our relationship.
Tell me something of life and death
I need to be told something meaningful about the cycle of life and death.
Give me purpose to live what's left
I'm struggling to find the motivation to keep going, so I need a purpose to give my life meaning.
Show me how to hold
Once again, I'm asking for guidance on how best to handle this situation.
The things I cannot control
I'm still struggling with things that are beyond my control.
Starving for this feeling I have
I'm still craving that same emotion that I mentioned earlier.
Lost beneath the scars
I'm still feeling lost and trapped behind my past experiences.
Paralyzed like you I'm
I'm still unable to act, much like how you were earlier.
Paralyzed like you I'm
Once again, I'm emphasizing that I can't act and need help.
Contributed by Zachary L. Suggest a correction in the comments below.