Into The Mouth of the Dead Reign

by Hellstorm

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Concept Album about George Romero's zombie movies.

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released November 26, 2012

Produced by Punishment18 Rec. & Hellstorm.

Recorded by Arcanus Incubus ADSR. Mixed by Arcanus Incubus ADSR & Hellstorm at Lands of Grey Studio between April and July 2012.

Ares: Bass/Vocals
Hypnos: Guitars
Hurricane Master: Vocals
Phobos: Drums

Cover concept by Ares. Cover illustration by Stefania Bellafronte.
Artwork by Hypnos.
Photos by Francesca Rodella, Veronica Lo Guasto and Hypnos.

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Hellstorm Milan, Italy

HELLSTORM was formed in November 1995 by Hypnos and Ares united in the intention to propose a Thrash/Death Metal influenced by Eighties style.

DISCOGRAPHY:
And the raven left the tower - (Compilation 1996)
Shadows of Unknown - Demo 1997
Shadows of Unknown II Ed. - Demo 1999
The legion of the storm - 2003 (CD)
CorpseHunters EP - 2010 (CD)
Into the mouth of the dead reign - 2012 (CD)
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Track Name: Dead Walk
Medias spit unlikely theories
'bout the raising plague
Dead awake by an insane hunger
hunger that infects
Armageddon coming or mutagens
rays from spacecrafts so far
Epidemic walking terror!

Scared by fire – molotovs get them back off
Shotguns splat brains – ammunitions won' t fix all
Nerves give up – the only chance to escape is lost!

Rooten arms – slamming jaws
Strike their heads, burn them all
Empty looks, reason falls
They won' t stay dead!!!

Through the desert streets,
cold wind carries breaking news...
Dead walk!!!!!

Petrified by fear no one remember
what is mutual aid
violence among the living
collapse of relationships
Struggle for control by friendly
fire takes its toll
Epidemic hunting terror!

Scaring noises – they are making headway in
Laments from Hell – now they are everywhere
One last door between salvation and a cursed fate

Through the desert streets,
cold wind carries breaking news...
Dead walk!!!!!
Track Name: The Deepest Night
Will you survive in a world in which
the whole laws of nature are subverted?
Your nerves will be provided to the rescue or
will leave you prey to the madness?
Resist at all cost, fiercely attached to humanity,
your pratical and ethical sense.
Only a frightening absurd situation
to be addressed.

"Look out! Look out! The dead will take you!"
Out of the world of fairytales nightmares
may become truth! The deepest night!

The inability to manage nightmarish events
leads to neurosis on the edge of madness,
as the cold arms break through the axes at the windows,
even the weapon that could mean salvation,
go back to its ancient job of living-killer

"Look out! Look out! The dead will take you!"
Out of the world of fairytales nightmares
may become truth! The deepest night!
Sometimes you may need to listen more carefully
your atavistic fears! The deepest night!

The picture of a joyful life painted
on the vaults of mind collapses,
an image after another, under the blows
of the inner earthquake triggered
by the upcoming apocalypse.

The cracked brains doesn' t work
out the informations coming from the outside
connection failure, reason dropps – compulsory road,
the spawns will soon be swallowed
by the upcoming apocalypse.
Track Name: Corpsehunters
Songs of drunkness, shotguns and beer, bravery of idiots, a pack of fools.
While talking rubbish and playing as pawns the plague, slow, marches towards you.
Their haunted souls, their endless hunger, the bite that brings life in death
Open season for the final game.
You're giving your life a six-pack worth,
And you don't even realize that somewhere not too far from you a walking corpse
hunts the smell of your flesh.

CORPSEHUNTERS! THE DEAD STILL WALK!

Here's the reason for the world falling in chaos, the dead that wake and walk
They attack and deavour human beings, invading all streets, taking the world
It's not a nightamare, it's real unlife, all fallen men rise again.
Hell on earth, damnation fate.
What the fuck you think you'll do
With a useless gun in your feeble hands, when science and armies could not find out
a way to stop this madness.

You look forward to put a bullet in the head of the undeads.
But what's the matter? Your sight fails... too self-confident.

CORPSEHUNTERS! THE DEAD STILL WALK!

Songs of drunkness, shotguns and beer, bravery of idiots, a pack of fools.
You talked rubbish and played as pawns, now no one remember you.
Their haunted souls, their endless hunger, the bite that ripped you to death.
Hunter have turned into prey.

Dead Walk!
Dead still Walk!
Track Name: The Wicked Mirror
We often hate what we don' t know,
but sometimes we hate also what we know well...
or is it only the natural notion for survival?

Waking from a nightmare, bathed in cold sweap.
But the nightmare' s not ended,
it waits for you into your real life.
Shocked and endangered, think 'bout how to survive
and not be prey of the newborn abomination.

Flesh-you-are. Flesh-they-are.
Blood runs through both bodies and corpses veins.
The ravenous one that comes unsteadily at you,
puts you face to face with something beyond death.

You look the eyes of what once was your friend,
bloodthirst and beastly hunger withstand torn legs.
Runaway and hide yourself in a house
that soon won' t be yours no more.

Throw cold sprays on your face,
raise your eyes, a wretched image awaits.
The same eyes moments ago longed
for your flesh are now watching you beyond
the wicked mirror.

Malice, hypocrisy, the most boorish things
that dwell the human soul
buried deep under heaps of false justifications,
raise now from down the earth,
taking back a damned race.
Living dead-Humanity, nothing else.

Put into a nightmare, heart rating high
rally your forces, cold blood drives you outside
Muscles in tension, every sense alert
searching for survivors to form or join a pack
Now more like beast than man, violent and rampant
only your feed distinguish you from the evil dead
spine-chilling reflex, you are what you deserve
no lies by the wicked mirror!
Track Name: Into The Mouth of the Dead Reign
Awaken from their unholy tombs, return to the place of sinners
Roaming in a dead world heading for their ancient rites
Empty bodies, empty souls, pale disguise of what they were
Recollection of a past life, so far yet so close.

Their place of worship has taken by creatures they don' t recognize
and they will defend it because they know

All they remain into the mouth of the dead...
All they remain into the mouth of the dead reign.

When there' s no more rooms in Hell the dead will walk the Earth

Two soldiers, a pilot and his pregnant daughter planed from the sky
by instinct or destiny landed at the shrine searching for shelter
Fierce battle to conquer the precious place

Human survivor put in an apocalyptic reality
kill indiscriminately and without any remorse
just like the living dead do
so, where' s the difference

Clothes, food, toys and tools, all they need for the illusion of life
Roger' s gone insane, his mind' s blown away because he knows

All they remain into the mouth of the dead...
All they remain into the mouth of the dead reign.

A pack of survivors jackals came to nowhere to raid the paradise
Gates are crushed, the plague rages
No hope remains but take the sky again
No hope remains
Track Name: Logan (Dr. Frankenstein)
Weird doctor experiments on walking corpses to identify
the nerve centre causing the resurrection of the dead
Wretched beings of rotting flesh can understand what surrounds them
Remembering actions of their ancient life far from Hell

Tries to shave the grey chicks
grabs the guns and puts Rhodes in sight
now recalls how to comb the air
takes the telephone and says "hello" to aunt Alicia

Bowels of dead soldiers secretly unearthed
nothing more but cannon fodder, feed the walking dead
Bowels of dead soldiers secretly unearthed
nothing more but cannon foddere – the reward is the key

Weird doctor speculates the need to feed on living flesh
is only the reflex response to a primal impulse
The secret of this sore lies in the deepest atavic brain
so what better than doing arts with scalpels and saws

Bowels of dead soldiers secretly unearthed
nothing more but cannon fodder, feed the walking dead
Bowels of dead soldiers secretly unearthed
nothing more but cannon foddere – the reward is the key

Extreme situations generate extreme behaviours
the incredible attempt of humanizing one of them
The creepy and nonsense of an insane integration
Logan – Dr. Frankenstein – between gift and madness

Bowels of dead soldiers secretly unearthed
nothing more but cannon fodder, feed the walking dead
Bowels of dead soldiers secretly unearthed
nothing more but cannon foddere – the reward is the key
Track Name: Golden Cage
Modern people can not imagine a
different reality from their daily leading
Human beings weak and without will,
existance devoid from any real joy
An ocean of lies, aimed to profit and right

...world changes, not men...

Walkers holders of a large slice of
what was once a bustling city
Constitute a danger 'cause of their
understanding of the real
The threat of intelligence trying
to cross the intellectual barrier

...so are they more human than us?...

Attempt to simulate the life
antecedent the epidemic that
generated the walking dead
a perfect system that can do all
but what is truly needed
but save people from Hell

Ripped limbs and bites,
shots exploded by dead hands
savage guerrilla through the streets,
the new breed will prevail 'cause

Walkers are now conscious,
walkers now can learn
They' re marching...
to tear your golden cage!

Shattered glass, fountains of blood,
general stampede the comfortable shelter
has become a death trap, each breed evolves,
so happen to the dead, arrogance took its toll,
now others dominate the earth.

Walkers are now conscious,
Walkers now can learn
They' re marching...
to tear your golden cage!
Track Name: Fast, Evil & Raging
Clouds of dust at the horizon
the earth begins to shake
sprouting dazzling lights
tongues of fire fills the sky

Looks astonished and amazed
Here starts the carnage
Fir and steel, highest power
Dominator of Hell

Unchallenged master of the wastelands
As a rhyno on the run
Tons of metal riding fast

Heavy armored, unaissailable
Machine guns, rain of lead
moving fireworks launchbase
lightning scythe among the dead

Cage' s protector, high recon
raids for blood, supplies and food
A veichle as a sentence
Smoking mower, no escape

FAST – Stripes of fire burn the eart
EVIL – Gore and splatter on the road
RAGING – No way out for the dead
FAST, EVIL & RAGING

Riley' s birth, a genius' gift
mind enlightened by iron bolts
Weapon supreme, mobile terror
Holder of the human flag

Wonder of steel and death
Fort on wheels, last bulwork
Blasting limbs, dusting bones
setting the dead world aflame.