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Head Cage

by Pig Destroyer

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Dark Train 01:11
I've seen oceans part Worlds collide None of it Leaves me satisfied What do I hope to find? If I were immortal And impervious to pain I'd still find a reason to complain I see the wonders I'm not blind I've just got a one track mind That serves a dark train
They want you to fade Into the background Don't stand out All the valleys are being filled The hills are being chopped down Get on your knees You know you want to We've become the nation of victimization Why can't we admit we're hypocrites? Nobody likes our direction Yet we don't turn around Could it be, that secretly We like being kept down? Tell me, where does it stop? This tower of law, this army of cops Why would god create something so weak Unless he wanted it to suffer?
Circle River 02:45
Let me tell you about the cowardice Of no convictions Let me show you some cold Rationalizations The clever ways i've devised For dodging confrontation How I play devil's advocate If I want a second opinion It's not that I don't care I'm just tired of going nowhere On the circle river When will we realize It's all been capsized
I ride a cockroach Down your streets of trash Baptized in shadow Born in a car crash I'm headed down to the place Where they beg for the blade Where the ground weeps blood Where the sky cries in pain In the distance I swear I can hear The thumbscrews turn In the torture fields The thrill of violence Is what I seek The sweet Tension and release When I close my eyes It's like I can feel The countess Crack the whip In the torture fields Hail the wrong Praise the obscene Death upon It's skeletal steed Into the fields I step Lit by mounds of burning flesh
They claimed it was the key To everlasting beauty The masses flocked They couldn't keep it in stock After a year The side effects appeared A tingling of the face Became an itch that none could take Now the girls decompose With their pretty skulls exposed
This shouldn't exist And yet, here it stands The lives it's cost The energy it demands The concrete beast Has devoured the land Vandalize the rubble Crooked catwalk Slopes hard to the right There's no windows In the unknown Architect's design If you could only see The view from the balcony Like a flood of bricks and steel Buildings fused together Impossible architecture
Jason and I were on Our way to see Iron Lung when some Bug-eyed stranger handed us The Constitution We thought he was either Insane or high Till a sniper on a rooftop Killed the poor guy Before we knew it We were under attack By Dick Cheney In his Halliburton jet pack We ran for our lives Straight into the clutches Of the FBI But we were rescued By the actor Michael Ironside He explained the whole Cloak and dagger scheme He called in the Swedish Lesbian commando team After the final battle In the Illuminati secret base We had cow tongue tacos From a food truck in Chevy Chase
When I was a kid The mountain was so big Family seemed so secure Like it would always endure Now the purple heather's red Everyone on Mt. Skull is dead The black house My uncle built still stands But now I'm just a stranger From suburban wastelands Now the Shenandoah's red Everyone on Mt. Skull is dead Everyone i love
If you make me pick a side You might not like what I decide Apparently, if we disagree We become sworn enemies You never know what goes on Behind closed minds Anything you say could be a landmine Let you in the front door Lead you to the trap door They can't see the sentence For the words
This is the last song I'll ever write About your pale skin In white light How your eyes Are two deep mines Full of diamonds I know what was Cannot be again Even the mighty sun Must stagger to it's end I thought I'd get over you They said time heals all wounds I guess they were wrong It broke my heart To sing the last song In order to hold You must be willing to lose I admire who you've become I only want the best for you
The name's Detective Chase I'm working a cold case The clues have led me To this empty house near White's Ferry I can't tell you what's wrong All I know is something ain't right Six murders spanning sixty years All converging here The front door Opens of it's own accord I feel threatened I draw my weapon They're coiled on the chairs Crawling down the stairs Squirming everywhere The snakes are black Red diamonds on their backs A single serpent Fills the basement It speaks to me It knows my name Detective Chase Intruder in the House of Snakes


After six long, harsh years of absence, the mighty PIG DESTROYER have reassembled to eradicate eardrums and split skulls with their highly anticipated sixth full-length opus, entitled Head Cage (named after a grisly medieval torture device). A visceral vortex of animalistic rage and extreme sonic brilliance, Head Cage is a true work of extreme metal art, that with the addition of a bass player, is hands down their most dynamic and heaviest recording to date. Across twelve tracks, PIG DESTROYER weave together harrowing tales of philosophical dualities, touching on mortality and depression, fear and violence, and the darkest complexities of the human condition, all told through the distorted lens of delightfully transgressive vocalist/lyricist JR Hayes. Musically, the band continues to push the boundaries of metal, grindcore, noise and punk, ramping up the intensity and leaving you bludgeoned in a state of utter shock, all in less than 33 minutes.

Head Cage was recorded by guitarist Scott Hull at Visceral Sound Studios, mixed and mastered by Will Putney (Exhumed, Every Time I Die, Body Count) and features striking artwork by Mark McCoy (Full of Hell, Nothing) along with guest vocal appearances by Agoraphobic Nosebleed's Richard Johnson and Kat Katz plus Full Of Hell's Dylan Walker. PLAY AT MAXIMUM VOLUME!


released September 7, 2018

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Pig Destroyer Alexandria, Virginia

PIG DESTROYER boil metal down to its muscle, sinew, and bone - razor-sharp guitar, percussive pummeling, and a lone, stark howl - and use them to commit a vicious assault. The lyrics paint loathsome, frightening images of pitch-black self-hatred and the frailty of the human experience. These musical manifestations only serves to cement their already legendary status. ... more


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