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Plagued - Decibels for dB's

by dB's Utrecht

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  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

    All proceeds of this charity compilation will go to dB’s, the premier independent underground venue in Utrecht. Support your local metal scene!
    Purchasable with gift card

      €10 EUR  or more

     

  • Hand Numbered, Exclusive Compact Disc (Limited Edition of 500 Worldwide - SOLD OUT)
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Utrecht’s finest metal bands provide 17 bangers including exclusive live renditions and previously unreleased tracks. The cd is exclusively limited to 500 copies worldwide, each painstakingly numbered by hand. All proceeds will go to dB’s.

    June 2021 update: All CDs are SOLD OUT. If you're lucky and act quickly, you still might score a copy via dB's own webshop: shop.dbstudio.nl/product/decibels-voor-dbs/

    Includes unlimited streaming of Plagued - Decibels for dB's via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

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Een weeffout, een rafelrand Onooglijk aan de buitenkant Een walm van jaren achterstand Blijkt schuilkerk voor haan en rat, Voor volgers van het linker pad De dolers in de binnenstad Wie door rendement misleid, de waarde van muziek niet ziet Liever voor kantoorpand pleit, begrijpt de zin van ’t leven niet Fuck die yuppenfantasie, vergeet die gladde utopie maak liever plaats voor de creatieve maakplaats, rauw en tegendraads Een nieuwe stem in het tumult Van storm en drift vervuld Wij trekken ons eigen plan Bloed kruipt waar ‘t niet gaan kan Een vrijplaats voor de fantasten, Hemelbestormers, wereldhervormers Dromers en dat soort rare kwasten Die zich warmen aan scheppingskracht aan speel, probeer, breek en creëer afwijkend en zomaar zelf bedacht Wie door rendement misleid, de waarde van muziek niet ziet Liever voor kantoorpand pleit, begrijpt de zin van ’t leven niet Fuck die yuppen fantasie, vergeet die gladde utopie maak liever plaats voor de creatieve maakplaats, rauw en tegendraads Een nieuwe stem in het tumult Van storm en drift vervuld Wij trekken ons eigen plan Omdat de stad niet zonder kan
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In de nacht, klinkt het gekeil van koude stenen Vermolmd in duisternis, omringd door beend'ren Een naald die steekt en een steen die bloedt; Het moment waarop de Hel de nacht begroet Heen en weer, Van de Vollersbrug over de Gracht, Naar de Geertebrug Dansen nachtelijke wezens En nemen de stad weer terug Tot de donkere wateren werden zij verdomd Aan de voet van de kade veroordeeld tot de Koude Gracht Onder het gekrijs van katten Toont de waanzin haar volle pracht Terwijl de dronkaards zich bezatten En hoeren hun benen spreiden, Voor de zotten wier hart zij verleiden Vanaf de gramme werf klinkt het geweld, De stilte doorbrekend wordt er gereld Door duivels op een dionysisch feest Ze zijn terug, doch nooit weggeweest Tot de zon opkomt lijkt de nacht eindeloos En vertrekken de schimmen voor het ochtendstond Terug naar de koude wateren Om daar tot de nacht uit te kateren Want als de klok weer rond is Begint daar weer de zwarte mis Iedere nacht hetzelfde bal De straten gevuld met ziek gelal Heen en weer, Van de Vollersbrug over de Gracht, Naar de Geertebrug Dansen nachtelijke wezens En nemen de stad weer terug
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How can somebody keep entering your world like that? Like you've always been there Underneath it all Like the nights I stayed up waiting For your call Whenever I said goodbye to love you woke me up with a smile You and your weavy thoughts Your eyes go deeper than the deepest seas How can somebody keep entering your world like that? Like you've always been there Underneath it all Like the nights I stayed up waiting for your call Meant something after all Whenever I said goodbye to love you woke me up with a smile You and your weavy thoughts Your eyes go deeper than the deepest seas So if it's true that we're just waiting to die How can it be there's so much left unsaid between you and I So if it’s true we’re waiting to die How can it be there's so much unsaid between you and I I guess I'm not waving goodbye to love just yet I'm not waving goodbye to love just yet
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Let me dream of a fearless world A life without pain Let me dream of a desolate place Where I can taste the falling rain A search through isolation Neglecting doors that are opened wide Nothing, nothing to gain! Further away from Utopia Gone, the portals are gone! Save for the ones to Uphobia Valour departs from the inside, Despite its' futile destiny Daylight falls upon my sight Confiscating paths that used to be A fragile wall which separates My reason from insanity... Decisions have to be made Changes are set to occur
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Today I woke up With a very good idea Went to the gas station For a tank of gasoline Matches, rope and a good ol' baseball bat Everything I need, to backup what I said Because I warned your sorry raping ass, that I would Burn you alive if we ever met again.... So you think you have the right To violate a girl at sight Just because in your narrow mind She 'looks like a whore' tonight Burn the rapist For everyone to see Burn the rapist Soaked in gasoline Burn the rapist His body lit Burn the rapist He asked for it So you think you have the right To violate a girl at sight You are the lowest piece of trash I'll just strike a match and laugh Burn the rapist For everyone to see Burn the rapist Soaked in gasoline Burn the rapist His body lit Burn the rapist He asked for it It is never up to you How they act or what they do If they wander drunk at night That still does not give you 'the right' Burn! May the flames melt your flesh You raping piece of gutter trash I hope that Hell is where you're sent Just so you will burn again Burn! Burn! You piece of shit Burn! You asked for it Burn! Your body lit Burn! You asked for it
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Stroopachtig stromend Zwart als een mensenhart De slagader van Stathe Kloppend in de nacht Bron van boze dromen De slang die slaap versteerd Wurgend de burcht doorkronkeld Van de Tolsteeg tot de Weerd Riool van allerzielen Dolend en verscholen De grauwe grensrivier Tussen het leven en de doden Onder de straten Van alledag Vermomd ondergronds Lonkt de koude gracht Onder de huid Tussen botten en scherven In schimmelkelder Langs gramme werf Gegraven in het duister Van verleden tijd Verminkt sinds het begin Kadaver van de Oude Rijn Op melaatse schreden Door misplaatste trots vergeten Twintig eeuwen lang Volgekotst en volgescheten Peilloos, ondoordringbaar Ondrinkbaar en verpest Fietswrakken, lege flessen De nadorst nooit gelest Onder de huizen Van adel en macht In de fundering Vreet de koude gracht Onder de verflaag De voeg en de nerf In oude stenen De gramme werf De pijn van heel het Sticht Het waterig vergif Vals licht van het geluk In het slik verstikt Bezongen en berucht De lijken en de lucht Van vaste wal gevallen Gehangen van de brug De kinkels en de jonkers De mannen van het kruis Dronken in het donker Verzopen vlakbij huis Moordenaars en gekken De doodsgrijns op de bek Het mes langs dikke nekken Een nat graf in de drek Het kanaal van Kaïn Langs de oevers van verderf De oude, koude gracht De klamme, gramme werf Onder de schepen De ruimen vol vracht Onder de spanten Klotst de koude gracht Zelfs in de zomer Onderstroom van de herfst Van dode winters En gramme werf
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Kees was alleen met zijn vriendin En Kees was geil en Kees had zin En gaf zodoende toen te kennen Haar met worst te gaan verwennen Worst Kees Scenario Zij stemde toe in een roes En zo gezegd stak Kees pardoes Een halve meter boeren snijworst Diep in haar flamoes Op en neer En heen en weer Zo ongeveer En nog een keer! Maar in de hitte van de passie Werd de boerenworst zo warm Met een zwieper ging Kees dieper Maar zijn vriendin sloeg toen alarm Worst Kees Scenario Zo kwam de worst toen terug in brokken En in stukjes uit d'r doos En na meten bleek van een halve meter Zeker dertig centimeter spoorloos
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Cheiron, the wounded, the teacher Descendant of deified monsters We align our stars in his reflection Our beast blood raging and fatally poisoned Harnessed through fashioning insight Our offering an ever-shifting immortality To empower you, Prometheans Words, time, eyes Like swords, spears, shields For the breaking and making of worlds For the breaking and making of worlds We align our stars in his reflection We teach the art of sublimation Transforming Lernaean poison Alchemical fire From blindness and disease We align our stars in his reflection For the breaking and making of worlds We align our stars in his reflection
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Fuck you and your so called integrity Judging our ‘Anti-social behavior’ There’s no such thing, Judging by the facts that you deny We’re disciplined for simply refusing to comply We… We choose… We choose not the violence Society, oh how you’d like to see me fall You need us to breed, compel us to conform, lead us as sheep into nothingness We choose not the power We choose not the fame We choose not the violence We choose not to play your game What will become of us? What did we learn? As sons of whores who will never stand a chance Did you really think I would have nothing left to say? Don’t take me for a fool I know there is no stopping this demise But I won’t go down, not without a fight We choose not the fame We choose not the violence We choose not to play your game Stand beside me, as I resist Some of us will fall, while others might betray But no matter how hard you try I remain loyal towards my beliefs What will become of us? What did we learn? Within these walls our minds are controlled Our resolution chained Our intentions diverted And with every frozen soul your supremacy grows Another step closer towards the end Perhaps there’s still something to save a trace of life across the great divide   Society questions the way of others I despise the course of them all Hear these words: There is no hope without defiance No future world unless the moral stand tall
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Being held inside like an animal That's what I feel like, is this the new way of life? I can't go anywhere trying to escape from this nightmare Freedom is rotting away slowly day by day This rollercoaster doesn't feel like an end that's not how it was meant All because of a stupid experiment our lives will come to an end The evil one has come to the world Captured inside Stuck between four walls Mentally tortured Captured inside Stuck between four walls Mentally tortured Every day feels the same who am I going to blame? How can we live like this is it what it is? We need to fight the truth will hit the lights We need to stand together before it is to late Don't you see the world is falling apart are we all braindead This virus is going everywhere there no is nowhere to hide Where is this virus meant for are we all infected? Captured inside Stuck between four walls Mentally tortured Captured inside Stuck between four walls Mentally tortured Living inside Captured inside Living inside Captured inside Living inside Captured inside Living inside Captured inside Living inside
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treams coming from the hills Through valleys and past blossoming fields Clashing against rock and grit on their way Some hampered in their journey Others ruthlessly eroding all on their way down Never changing course to fit the gully Falling down clifs and into great ravines Until they reach the great lake below The great ocean of still water From which we all drink It’s the well from which man draws The inspiration for hopes and dreams The descending drops break the surface Causing ripples throughout Until the currents have finally lost their flow And waves move in their stead Moving ruthless, ever destructively To the shorelines of our collective thoughts Gone is the harmony of a thousand voices Gone is the synthesis of a thousand thoughts From many we were one Now from one, we are many From many we were one Now from one, we are many

about

Utrecht’s finest metal bands have joined forces for a unique compilation album in support of dB’s, the premier independent underground venue in the Netherlands. The venue has suffered some serious setbacks and is now in dire straits.

First, the forced closure in response to Covid-19. The sound of live music, clinking glasses and chatter was replaced by deafening silence.

Second, a raging fire recently damaged the monumental building.

And on top of that, the aspirations by the city council and project developers to upgrade the neighbourhood with dB’s being left out of the equation. There is a growing concern that dB’s might not survive this threat.

Sidney Simon, booker, festival organizer and one of the initiators, explains: ‘This venue has been an important meeting places at the heart of our community. So we owe it to ourselves and to dB’s, to support them in any way we can’.

The album contains 17 bangers including exclusive live renditions and previously unreleased tracks. The cd is exclusively limited to 500 copies, each hand numbered. All proceeds will go to dB’s.

The venue, which has been around for over 25 year, includes a stage, 17 rehearsal rooms, a recording studio, bar, expo space and a vegan fast-food kitchen. Additionally, it offers capacity for practical lessons for vocational training provider NPAC. No wonder dB’s has grown into a vital hang-out spot for musicians and music lovers alike.

credits

released March 12, 2021

* Mastering: Wessel Reijman, Catacomben Studios / catacombenstudios.nl
* Layout & artwork: George Oosthoek
* CD pressing & printing: Mirasound Media Services / mirasound.nl
* Project coordination: Johnny Derechos, Sidney Simon & Big Ass Metal Fest

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dB's Utrecht Utrecht, Netherlands

Please support the number one independent underground venue in Utrecht!

17 Rehearsal Rooms | Stage | Recording Studio Moskou | Expo | Bar with plenty of craft beers | Vegan Roots Rock Kitchen | Practical training facilities for VET provider NPAC | Vital cultural hang-out spot. ... more

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