Immute​:​Jackals (Disc 2)

by KUNVUK

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Recorded and mixed by the band's lead guitarist and vocalist David Hart, this album is the statement that the band have worked so long to make. Explosively coloured with wild bursts of energy the music writhes, singing and screaming through two discs of vividly unique compositions. Mastered by the legendary Rick O’Neil (FAITH NO MORE, GRINSPOON, BOB DYLAN) of Turtlerock Mastering this album is set to send shockwaves through the underground community.

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released September 16, 2010

Recorded at Shadow Mekanik Studios.

Engineered and Mixed by David Hart.
Mastered by Rick O’Neil at Turtlerock Mastering

KUNVUK is:
David Hart - Lead Guitars/Vocals
Luis Barra - Bass/Backing Vocals
Simon Edwards - Rhythm Guitar/Vocals
Trina Tuffy - Drums

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Track Name: Mouth-Eater
Mouth-Eater

Mouth-eaters and priests beware. We were few but now we are many. We have survived heart-attacks, hospitalisations, incarcerations and a litany of convolutions. We have bred a network of viruses and told homeless children to gag you jackals with your pornographic receipts as you sleep. Proceed on the downbeat and collect your food-stamps at the threshold of deliverance. This is your last commercial. Any final words? Tools discerned from the scum you threw away. Products of articulation, mouths full of cotton. Built, seen to and cared for in the same way you could not conceive. We can’t lose because we are the product of a set of principles that you willed into existence and their destruction will negate you and your wickedly lit pride. I said final words??!!!!? What the fuck have you got to say for yourself? Wasabi, vinegar and the flicker tubes of glowing minds. Where are your children tonight? Tylenol. Rogaine. Botox. Stop tonguing the roof of your mouth. What’s on your mind tourist? Will your fingers still itch for the click of the coin when you go die? Hey tourist! Stay focused and clutch your food-stamps tightly. The tracks are shaking and the shadows are said to be on the move nearby. Trouble ahead big brother.
Tonight, you are the end...
Track Name: Shadow Mekanik Sun
SHADOW MEKANIK SUN

The bear clamp is molten
Locking and gnawing
My leg of its only bone
I’ve been held here for years
Slammed in position
I’ve been warned of you
The black stump now speaks of us
Of us to me

You’re wasting your time
This dead leg whines
You’re wasting your time
Your black rot opines

And when we see the end
It’s shadow will burn us all

The bear clamp springs open
Freeing and bleeding
My mind of its only bone
I’ve been held here for years
Dragged through munitions
Inflaming partitions
The black stump now screams at me
At me, to kill me

You’re wasting your time
This dead leg whines
You’re wasting your time
This black rot opines

You suffer unto the furnace

The sun burns inward (in me)
Peeling my flesh back (falling)
Allowing light to escape
Ceasing the conflagration
Bending the trees
Outwards
Bending the trees
Always outwards

And when we see the end
Its shadow will burn us all
It’s shadow is burning us!
My shadow is burning me
Are you the end?!
Track Name: In Anticipation Of Doom
IN ANTICIPATION OF DOOM

Why you put me in here? Why you treat me this way? Why you leave me here? Why’d you make me this way? Get me outta here!

Mania, Paranoia

It’s been a nightmare, living with myself
Internal dialogue, self persecution

Psychotic break with reality : Demented mentality : Delusions how they captivate : Emotions now they elevate

I hear what you say
Doesn’t matter, no way
I hear what you say
What’s it matter anyway

May you never walk these planes again : May you never feel this pain again

It’s been a lifetime of grief and despair
Flashback through memories, a waking nightmare

Psychotic break with reality : Demented mentality : Delusions how they infiltrate : Emotions set to suffocate

How dare you mock me, in my own home
I’ve seen your kind before
Now please won’t you close the door

May you never
It’s been a nightmare (lifetime), living with myself (and self)
Psychotic break with reality
It’s been a lifelong (nightmare)
Demented mentality
Delusions how they infiltrate
Infernal dialogue, self-mastication
Wooooooo - And I’ve seen
I will close the fucking door

Psychotic break with reality : Demented mentality : Delusions how they infiltrate : Emotions set to suffocate

Close the door
Track Name: Immune (...And The Phone Rings Off The Feeding Hook)
Immune (...And The Phone Rings Off The Feeding Hook)

Immune from the language of the immute
Immune from the infected word of the masses
Immune from overarching carcinogenic structures that frame my skull
Immune from love
Immune from experience and the folly of experiments
Immune from sanity
Immune from the baggage of the coward
Immune from the assurance that my life will be a suffocating failure
(I’m not fucking done)
Immune from the wretchedness of flickering death tubes
Immune from the flawed and carcinogenic thought of my fellow man
Immune from the great human hollowing
And you expect me to change? And you expect me to matter?
Immune from what tried to make me immune
Immune from what sterilized me in the name of my saviour
Immune from the free latte that comes with every noose-worthy mortgage
Immune from the end game and the shuddering trinity
Immune from the androgyny of self-reflection
Immune from the selfishness of vasectomy grief
Immune from the beautiful
Immune from myself, I said immune from myself
Immune from jackals that cling to my wind-pipe
Immune from the phone ringing off the feeding/fucking hook
Track Name: Gone
GONE

You can’t grow any hair
Defective genes are all in your head
Dying, dying (trying and trying but always dying)

Can’t even grow any hair
You probably should try and care
Hiding, hiding

Go on - try it - and die
With me - here tonight - we die

Gone

I wear you
You wear me
Wear you out
Wear all out

You can’t grow any hair
Defective genes are today’s fare
Dying, dying (lying and lying but always dying)

Can’t even grow any hair
You’re losing worth and gaining girth
Hiding, hiding

Tonight - you’re a liar - so you die
With me - tonight - you don’t leave

Gone

What can I do to stop all these insides
Driving apart as I try to die
Age and decay I eat these hells
Back to the floors, back to the flaws

What can I do to stop all these insides
Driving apart as I try to fly
Age and decay I’m trenching the wells
Back to the stores, back to the stores

You doubted me

Cut my body up
Follow the lead into my head
Suck out the fat, I will be me (Dying, dying)

Suck out the fat and make me a hat
Collect the hair, I’ll try and care
Cover my skull, I’ll hide my mind

I will hide my mind from all of you