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Hostis Humani Generis (Remix​/​Remaster)

by WOLKN

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Birthed in the adamantine depths of frustration and despair, a twisted, horn-headed, fang-toothed emanation comes roiling forth from the catacombs of the WOLKN consciousness.

A thundering avalanche of blackened magma to crush the massed ranks of simple-minded fools; whose wilful, selfish ignorance asphyxiates our fragile world.

A pyroclastic rain of hatred, aimed squarely at the forces who seek profit from the spread of disharmony and oppression.

The vengeful flames of "Hostis Humani Generis" have been stoked into a white-hot inferno by dark sorcerer Oli Oliver (who has once again generously remixed the track from the original audio files in his own personal Mount Doom).

More remastered WOLKN tracks will be released over the coming months and will eventually be available as a full remix/remaster of the entire Un album.

lyrics

My hate for you doth rot my soul,
I seek a worthier enemy.
You are not fit to be my foe,
But still your deeds disturb my wandering.
I banish weakness from my mind,
Begging me to Pity’s feign.
As your mouldering banner and your horde,
Refuses to be swept away.
Hostis Humani Generis.

Misdirected toxic fool,
Some underdogs deserve their fate.
No-one needs such sham protection,
From a barbarian inside the gates.
Homo Sacer, I'll fight with none but thee.

So much wasted breath,
Indefensible debated screed.
Ceasing ever outward progress,
To die in churned up bloody fields.
Any excuse to feel hate’s grip.
The festering egos of the bought and sold.
Lemmings driven before your lords,
Your outrage flows as slick as gold.

Again, you return to grind your axe,
Seeking enemies to slay.
War and greed, the shackles at our feet,
The arrows of the smallest minds,
Strike only the unique or marginalised.
O but how the world could be,
If the archers could perceive the crime.

Context now a whispered hush,
Perspective drowned in grasping hands.
We’d be casting out for the stars,
If not for your self-entitled excess mass.

Instead, you nestle at the feet,
Of a master you can’t please.
A starving hound gnaws at its lead,
Hostis humani generis,
Hastening our fall.
Hostis humani generis,
Enemy of all.

credits

released November 29, 2022
All songs written, performed, and recorded, by REL
Mixed and Mastered at Scylla Sound.
Cover photo and design by REL
(Cover photo shows a gargoyle from within the keep of Castell Biwmares, Ynys Mon)

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WOLKN Wales, UK

WOLKN is one person, on an island in North Wales, making heavy music.

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