Bloodmeat


I know, it’s another video. I haven’t really had the time to sit down and write. School has kicked in and I’ve been spending more time reading rather than writing, haha. Forgive me. Anyway, this is another video that my brother and I did. I think some of you guys might find this video more interesting than other ones I’ve posted before. This one features some more eye-pleasing techniques such as two-handed tapping and simple sweeping. My fellow author SwelteringRose might appreciate it, haha. Hope you guys enjoy!

P.S. If you guys haven’t noticed yet, metal doesn’t always have to do with sacrificing babies, worshipping Satan and all the other dumb stereotypes that most people have thought up. To be honest, a good chunk of the metal that is more or less “mainstream” is Christian/Catholic by nature…go figure, huh? Anyway, Protest The Hero is a fantastic progressive metal band from Ontario. I believe they’re from Whitby, but I’m not entirely sure. As you can see, a lot of their lyrics have to do with social constructs, fantastical stories and now personal relationships. If we can do it, my brother and I will try to cover something off of their latest album!

P.P.S. For the sake of comparison, I’ll post the original cover that we did of this song about three years ago now, haha. It feels weird watching old videos of yourself, but oh well. Enjoy this one too!

LATEST VIDEO

OLD VIDEO

Enemies of Khanate strung on hooks like pigs to slaughter.
Heads will roll.
Heads will roll, throats will be slit! 
Blood will flow like springs of water.
Heads will roll!

Now to the River Red, across the ochre steppe!
A thousand fathers killed, a thousand virgin daughters spread
with swords still wet, 
with swords still wet with the blood of their dead.

Now, Djin is upon us, he kills in silence after prayers.
Genghis Khan is upon us, he slays his betrayers.
Da-da-dada-da-da-da-dadada!
Genghis Khan is upon us, he slays his betrayers.
Da-da-dada-da-da-da-dadada!
Da-da-dada-da-da-da-dadada!

Thus still the fools of God will guard the city of our birth.
Hold an ear to the ground, yeah!
Hear the sound:
Clamoring and horses stammer as their gallop meets the earth.

A thousand fathers killed, a thousand virgin daughters spread
with swords still wet, 
with swords still wet with the blood of their dead.
A thousand fathers killed, a thousand virgin daughters spread
with swords still wet, 
with swords still wet with the blood of their dead.

Tomorrow…
Tomorrow they will find us.
Hide the children free of sin!
We will meet their blades by morning protected only by our skin.
Tomorrow we will find them, seek the youngest of their kin.
And we will beat them with our fury!
And we will crush them all like…
Vermin!

And we will crush them all like vermin!

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