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Sean Martin - guitar
Chris Beattie - bass
Matt Byrne - drums
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Jamey Jasta - vox
Sean Martin - guitar
Chris Beattie - bass
Matt Byrne - drums
They've written some of the most punishing riffs in history, shared stages with everyone from Ozzy to Murphy's Law and sold over 200,000 records, with virtually no promotion, prior to landing a major label deal. They've demolished recording studios, laid waste to hotel rooms and laid down the details of some truly hard times.
But make no mistake about it. Hatebreed isn't a band. It's a movement.
When they hit the road with iconic bands like Slayer or Murphy's Law, when they're featured in the pages of a slick magazine, or when a kid sees frontman Jamey Jasta hosting MTV2's newly resurrected "Headbanger's Ball," it's an epic moment for an entire community. And that's because Hatebreed isn't just representing themselves - they're championing an international family of friends, bands, promoters, fanzines and kids. Hatebreed are the standard-bearer for a burgeoning underground hardcore scene: war-painted heroes charging forward into the mainstream with a pack of screaming soldiers behind them. Hatebreed is the collective voice of "the others" - the downtrodden, the dispossessed- holding the torch aloft for everyone who has ever been cast aside.
"Kids come up to me at every show, all over the world - even in places where English isn't the first language," Jamey says. "I had kids in Greece crying, holding my hand, saying, 'I feel like you're my brother.' Kids have our lyrics tattooed on their bodies all over the world." The same kind of solidarity teenage headbangers experienced in early thrash, the sweaty catharsis punks embraced in Black Flag, today it lives and breathes in this band.
"When I was a kid listening to records, that really was an escape for me," Jamey explains. "I don't really like to get too deep into personal stuff lyrically, but I get into it enough where it feels like anyone can interpret it the way they want to, and also feel what I'm going through. They feel the rage and the aggression that I want to get out during that particular song. The music allows me to talk about it as much as I want to, publicly, and get that closure. And reach other kids who rely on the music to get them through, just like I have - basically to try to give back what I have been given. And being able to do all that is the most rewarding thing."
Hatebreed wrote 'The Rise Of Brutality,' their much-anticipated follow-up to last year's acclaimed 'Perseverance,' the same way they crafted their first demo in Connecticut nearly ten years ago - gathering in a basement and jamming, narrowing it down to just over thirty minutes of passionate, sing-along ready musical exorcism. "The first time we jammed out 'Live for This' and I sang it, I got chills," Jasta reports. "I could just picture 4000 kids at Hellfest or Ozzfest just singing every word."
The band was determined to turn a corner with 'The Rise Of Brutality' and yet equally intent on doing so without compromising or letting anyone down. The end result is an album that is filled with as many meditations on betrayal, bitterness and anger as calls for unity, solidarity and struggle. "I'm never gonna be without something to sing about," promises Jasta. "People say to me all the time, 'What do you have to be so angry about?' It's never gonna be totally good. That's life. There's always going to be negative and positive. That's what our records represent. For every 'Live for This,' there's a 'Doomsayer' or a 'Call for Blood.'"
On this album, Sean's guitars are more punishing than ever, Matt pummels his drums with heretofore un-charted abandon and Beattie's bass lines rhythmically snake a path across any moshpit's floor. Jasta's throaty Molotov cocktails are barked more clearly than ever,"The vocals are a little bit lower and the approach a little bit more in your face and maniacal," he says "I also tried to enunciate more." He adds, "We wanted to make this one a little more brutal than 'Perseverance' but at the same time catchier. It's a good balance." The band streamlined every song into a savagely potent, surgically precise and ferociously driving anthem without losing one drop of the band's trademark bile. Conjuring walls of devastatingly crunching guitars and savage steamroller rhythms, the band mastered a formula that includes the best parts of death metal, thrash-punk and New York City style hardcore - something akin to Sick of It All in a backyard brawl with Slayer.
Hatebreed's particular brand of 'balance' means Jamey having to juggle leading a band, managing several up-and-coming acts, hosting a show for MTV, raising a family, running a label imprint and booking shows. It's baffling how they can still find time to provide that much needed voice to their constituency, but they do. As "You're Never Alone" proudly declared, "this is for the kids who heave nowhere to turn." "I had people within my closest circle of friends, when I played them that song, say to me, 'don't you think that's a little cheesy dude?'" Jamey says. "But that's how I feel. I don't care who thinks it's cheesy." "I was one of those kids, when my father was locked away in the hospital and my mother was working at night, that's what I did. I listened to hardcore."
"I know there are a lot of kids that don't have problems and they like Hatebreed, too," he concludes. "I'm just trying to make music that's fulfilling to me, but I definitely consider the people that rely on this stuff to maybe just get them through a traffic jam, or get them through a hard time, or maybe just give 'em a half-hour of enjoyment."
'The Rise Of Brutality' clocks in at 32 solid minutes of enjoyment, to be exact - as brief as many of the band's favorite records from iconic bands in the heavy music lexicon - Slayer's "Reign in Blood" chief among them. And like the road dogs they've proven to be, Hatebreed plans to take their latest musical sermon to the masses. "Now is the time" for their style of music, and as more and more bands from their 'scene' continue to bubble up from the underground, they look to Hatebreed. They are the band whose leadership, passion and indestructible credibility sets the right example for fans and friends alike.
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The Rise Of Brutality (2003)
1. Tear It Down
How much more can you possibly take?
How many battles can you lose in one day?
Who is the source of all your pain
And how do you ever plan to be unrestrained?
How much longer? How much more?
Until you gain some self respect.
For once, just stand the fuck up and fight!
Confront and shatter everything that stands
in your way.
Every burden every source of strife.
TEAR IT DOWN
Every cage every fucking vice.
TEAR IT DOWN
Distorted notions of who you are.
TEAR IT DOWN
Imposed values and beliefs.
TEAR IT DOWN
TEAR IT DOWN NOW
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2. Straight To You Face
Straight to your face with the truth
The longer it takes for you to achieve
The faster they want to see you break
It's in their nature to try to destroy
What they know they could not help create
I've seen it for years and I know first
hand
Who is genuine and who is fake
The rest of the leeches will come and go
Good riddance, we hated you anyway
Straight to your face with the truth!
Sometimes it gets hard
When the road to the future take you back
To a better day, you wonder and ask yourself
Where the time went and why some people
Had lost their faith
Through some memories and the friendships we
had over time have begun to fade
We're still right here and we're
stronger than ever
What we've done can never be taken awa y | riff_master |
3. Facing What Consumes You
Facing what consumes you is the only way to
be free.
Released from those poisonous fears.
Resurrected once and for all.
You want me to hold my tongue
Then why the fuck am I here?
You want me to bottle my rage
Cause you never had the heart to say what I
say.
My life, my body, my pride.
You have no opinion, no right.
I've built myself nothing like you.
My refusal is my way of life.
Doubt me, Hate me
You're the inspiration I need
My life, my body, my pride
You have no say
My life, my body, my pride
You don't have say
Facing what consumes you is the only way to
be free.
Though I'm still far from perfection.
I stay relevant, I'm still vigilante.
I have so much more to say.
I have so much more to fight for.
I've used your lack of inspiration.
As my awakening, its my ability to live
forever
By my own command.
To be vehement, remain confident.
Doubt me, Hate me
You're the inspiration I need
You're all the inspiration I need.
Your doubt, it fuels me.
Your hate, it drives me.
The challenge ignites me.
You make me fight harder. | riff_master |
4. Live For This
Let's go!
Live for this, Live, Live
Live for this
Live for this, Live, Live
If you don't live for something, You'll
die for nothing.
Through the best and the worst
The struggle and sacrifice.
For the true who've remained and the new
blood.
Motivation, undying allegiance
Striving through the hardships and
affliction.
Every drop of blood
Every bitter tear
Every bead of sweat
I live for this
Live for this, Live, Live
Live for this
Live for this, Live, Live
If you don't live for something you'll
die for nothing.
What we have are not possessions we own
It's not weighed by greed or personal
gain
This is real a desire for freedom.
A place apart from a world in abandon.
Every drop of blood
Every bitter tear
Every bead of sweat
I live for this
Live for this, Live, Live
If you don't live for something you'll
die for nothing.
I live for this.
Every drop of blood
Every bitter tear
Every bead of sweat
I live for this | riff_master |
5. Doomsayer
Your doom awaits you.!!
Selfish ones who think this world revolves
for them
Around their games and illusions.
They give nothing but their hands are always
out to take.
I wish you misery now, desolation.
Cast down, defeated, never to rise.
Cast down, defeated, never to rise again
Wallow in your hypocrisy.
You want respect but you'll never earn
it.
Condemned to your heresy.
You want respect but you'll never earn
it.
Your life is a fantasy.
You want respect but you'll never earn
it.
Now you live out your blasphemy
You want respect but you haven't done a
thing to earn it.
I'll be your DOOMSAYER, motherfucker.
Your doom awaits you
Cast down, defeated, never to rise.
Cast down, defeated, never to rise again
Wallow in your hypocrisy.
You want respect but you'll never earn
it.
Condemned to your heresy.
You want respect but you'll never earn
it.
Your life is a fantasy.
You want respect but you'll never earn
it.
Now you live out your blasphemy
You want respect but you haven't done shit
to earn it.
Your doom awaits you. | riff_master |
6. Another Day, Another Vendetta
The question they keep asking me.
How can one so young be so bitter and angry
Well the answer is plain to see
Just look around at this world that we're
living in.
It's a mile to die
Take or be taken from
And there's nowhere to run
Who do we look to
What have we done
These times have taken the best from us.
All I see is killing
Another day, another vendetta
There is so much suffering
Another day, another vendetta
I see the homeless standing out on the
streets
On every corner, they're asking for money
I try to help them whenever I can but
sometimes
I can't afford to help myself.
I see diseases and modern plagues of our
time
The greed of our leaders have made them
blind
To our problems, they spend millions over
seas
While people right here are fighting wars
everyday
All I see is killing
Another day, another vendetta
There is so much suffering
Another day, another vendetta
All you can do is stay close to what is true
to you.
Stay close to what is true to you.
All you can do is stay close to what is true
to you
Stay close to what is true to you.
Never let go of what you strive for.
Hold tight, never let go
Never let go of what you strive for.
Never think you can't make a change.
All I see is killing
Another day, another vendetta
There is so much suffering
Another day, another vendetta | riff_master |
7. A Lesson Lived Is A Lesson Learned
Do it
Some scars are meant to be worn with pride.
Everyday is knowledge to use in life.
A lesson lived is a lesson learned.
Setbacks used to propel me forward
Misjudgment taken as force to do right,
A better outlook a mindset of power.
Each day resolve and reform.
A lesson lived is a lesson learned
You've got to fend for yourself
A lesson lived is a lesson learned
Everyday is a lesson.
Said so many things that I wish I could
retract
I've got my issues, I've got my demons
Finished what I began and finally saw.
It's how you use the knowledge you've
been given.
Stood tall when others would have turned and
run.
Put my work in when everyone quit.
Claw and tear for everything I have.
And I've only just began
A lesson lived is a lesson learned
You've got to fend for yourself
A lesson lived is a lesson learned
Everyday is a lesson | riff_master |
8. Beholder Of Justice
In this very moment, agony exists
Unbeknownst to an unforgiving force.
Some pray, some beg, without consolation.
The pure lie beneath us while the scum walk
the earth
Why can't we heal them
Why can't we see them
Can we keep hoping, no one knows for sure
Blamelessly renouncing, guilt has no bearing
I must believe that there is a better way.
Beholder of justice
Who have you abandoned
Beholder of justice
Why have you forgotten us
Why, why have you forgotten us
Why, why must the innocent die
If I could reverse this I swear I would
I would take the pain away, I swear to you.
Broken souls and misery it seems we're too
far gone
Now we can only ask and wish for our complete
redemption
Beholder of justice
Who have you abandoned
Beholder of justice
Why have you forgotten us
Why, does such innocence suffer
While the evil prospers
Why, beholder of justice
Why, have you forgotten us
How can I stand by your judgment | riff_master |
9. This Is Now
Another memory and I'm asking myself
How can I let the past be the past.
Once and for all take a hold of the future
And not let it control what I aspire to
have.
I see where my decisions have brought me
What's done is done and it's time to
start again
Can't let it tear me in two waste me away
I gotta believe
Cause this is now
How can I change tomorrow if I can't
change today.
This is now
If I control myself I control my destiny.
What I've seen and what I've been
through has made me who I am
There was a time in my life where I had no
desire to carry on
I couldn't see a place for me or a will to
survive
I never thought to rely on myself or the
beliefs that I have denied
But this is now
How can I can change tomorrow if I can't
change today
This is now
If I control myself I control my destiny
If I control myself I control my tomorrow
I got to change today
Cause this is now
How can I change tomorrow if I can't
change today.
I must control myself if I 'm to control
my destiny.
Cause this is now.
Cause this is now
How can I change tomorrow if I can't
change today.
This is now
If I control myself I control my destiny | riff_master |
10. Voice Of Contention
If they said they knew the truth
They lied.
No one said my faith wouldn't be
questioned.
Been driven to the brink.
Because the truth is too hard to accept
When you face your mortal enemy.
Who ever said, I needed you, lied
Who ever said, you knew the truth, lied.
Who ever thought they knew my faith, lied
And if they think they know now, they fucking
lie.
They lie.
Where are all your answers now.
That you've been called out.
I kneel down and mourn for what we had.
I can't be there for you now.
Hear my voice of contention.
It's sad you made me this way.
Hear my voice of contention.
It's so hard to see this end.
Who ever said, I needed you, lied
Who ever said, you knew the truth, lied.
Who ever thought they knew my faith, lied
And if they think they know now, they fucking
lie.
You think you know the truth
You lie.
Where are all your answers now.
That you've been called out.
I kneel down and mourn for what we had.
I can't be there for you now. | riff_master |
11. Choose Or Be Chosen
The time has come to deny your ways.
To rid ourselves of the parasites.
Shedding dead weight, reclaiming what's
ours.
Taking each moment with force again.
No crosses to bear, no time to be wasted.
A fearless approach to oppression.
A constant attack to never retreat from.
With no other choice but resistance,
What will it take
You must choose or be chosen for.
What will it take
Choose or chosen
Its all that we ask, for what we demand.
The decisions we make we will live by.
Proving your weakness.
Denouncing your claims
Your feeble attempts to demean us.
What more can you do, you're against the
wall.
Your lies will be heard for the last time.
Say what you will it's only in vein.
This is the justice I fought to attain.
What will it take
You must choose or be chosen for.
What will it take
Choose or chosen
What will it take
You must choose or be chosen for.
What will it take
Choose or chosen
What will it take
Choose, choose
What will it take
Choose, choose
Choose or be chosen | riff_master |
12. Confide In No One
Give me something real
Give me back those years
Give me peace of mind
Give me something more
Strength, to deny you
Trust, in my instincts
Breathe, when I'm drowning
Life, when I'm lying dead
Hearts, mend with pieces
Dreams have been shattered
Love crucified, forgiveness denied
Strength, to deny you
Trust, in my instincts
Breathe, when I'm drowning
Life, when I'm lying dead
Hearts, mend with pieces
Dreams have been shattered
Love crucified, forgiveness denied
Give me something real
Give me back those years
Give me peace of mind
Give me something more
I confide in no one.
Strength, to deny you
Trust, in my instincts
Breathe, when I'm drowning
Life, when I'm lying dead
Hearts, mend with pieces
Dreams have been shattered
Love crucified, forgiveness denied
The betrayal, so hard for the victim to
fathom.
Burn every word, every page, every letter.
Confide in no one
Confide in nothing.
No one, no one
Confide in no one.
No one.
Give me something real
Give me back those years
Give me peace of mind
Give me something more | riff_master |
13. Bound To Violence
[bonus track]
Bound to violence
Gagged by pain
Drowned in self-regret
This grief is the sentence you face
Incomplete, you've lost your way
Struggling with rationale
In a world so cold and bleak
How could this be a place for you?
Bound to violence
Gagged by pain
Drowned in self-regret
This grief is the sentence you face
You're bound to violence
Bound, bound, bound to violence
Gagged, gagged, gagged by pain
Drowned, drowned in self-regret
And this grief
Bound to violence
Violence begets violence
Pain begets pain
Haunted by a dying hope
Subconsciously needing the agony
When will you face this?
Why do you run?
How will you ever heal
If you've lost the ability to feel?
Bound to violence
Gagged by pain
Drowned in self-regret
This grief is the sentence you face
You're bound to violence
Bound, bound, bound to violence
Gagged, gagged, gagged by pain
Drowned, drowned in self-regret
And this grief | riff_master | why do you write the lyrics? they have them
in the booklet | PigBenis | | i agreee dont waste the forum | rockhardest811 | Yeah don't waste any space, but Hatebreed
does kick ass. | SHMOTZ | yeah what was the point of that anyway?
hatebreed kicks ass!
-..yeah.. | bloodfire_sangrereis | | hell yeah hatebreed | metalCHAINS | | | |
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