Nurturing Conditions For Rupture (2012)

by Kess'khtak

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recording and mix:
Jerome Pellegrini @ Terrier 5, Geneva

mastering:
Greg Dubuis @ Studio du Flon, Lausanne

design:
Mateo el Nabo

all songs composed by KSK
all lyrics by Fouad

Kess'khtak:
Julien, Fouad, Adrien, Florian & Mateo

Sigma Records
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released November 2, 2012

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Kess'khtak Genève, Switzerland

Kess'khtak - pronounce Kess'er'tak - was formed at the end of 2007 in Geneva, Switzerland.

After 8 years and more than 100 gigs, the band came up with a new full-lenght called «Inbreeding», a sad tale on the deplorable state of our world, enslaved by greed, hatred, power and idiocy.

It will be released the 16th of november 2015 , on Sigma Records.
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Track Name: Algorithm Of Hate
Slaughter has been given a new lifespan
Retribution as a norm for social engineering
Justifying what common sense would repulse
Explanations diverge but shared stances prevail

What used to be taken for granted…
Has nurtured conditions for rupture
What used to be taken for granted…
Has nurtured conditions for rupture

Slaughter has been given a new lifespan
Retribution as a norm for social engineering

Patterns of acquiescence sliced to pieces
Value systems perceived as rubbish
Primordialist allegiances traded for nothing
Power and hierarchy torched to the ground

What used to be taken for granted…
Has nurtured conditions for rupture
What used to be taken for granted…
Has nurtured conditions for rupture

Despicable reactions mirroring the split
Sightless fury satisfying no one
A change in the rules defeating nonsense…
Algorithms of lethal hatred undone
Track Name: Ripped
I reckon it may have brought me some relief on a number of occasions
I can’t say I didn’t manage to jump on a number of genuine opportunities
I just feel I should sometimes be more confident about what will happen to me
I’m often confused about not knowing if things evolve in the right direction

It is no longer that I can’t keep things that hurt for myself
I realize I’m partly responsible for making them real
What really hurts is that I constantly keep one step ahead for myself
The illusion of being in charge of my immediate future…
…drives me to attempt at exerting total control over my acts and thoughts

Am I simply too sensitive not to worry?
Or am I the one who make matters hurt?
Constantly pointing at what “could” go wrong?
Do I tend to overstate the significance of some issues that happen to me?

The illusion of being in charge of my immediate future…
…drives me to attempt at exerting total control over my acts and thoughts
Track Name: Diffusing Discord
The thuggish tone he used
Has magnified the rift
Has turned wisdom into an awkward

The hunt has first been rather quiet
But evolved however quickly to match the desire
and ended in a beautiful final show.
A blow to any rationale and commonsense

The thuggish tone he used
Has magnified the rift
Has transcended boundaries
Has trespassed the red lines

Since I did not expect what many had speculated
I defiantly played the game in its entirety
The trap was chiefly designed for dickheads
And it took me a second to confirm what I was

A systemic failure annihilating logic
Feeding on fertile grounds and diffusing discord
Has tainted ideas, bodies and rhetoric
Hypocrisy illuminated and time passes by

A systemic failure annihilating logic
Feeding on fertile grounds and diffusing discord
Has tainted ideas, bodies and rhetoric
Hypocrisy illuminated and time passes by
Track Name: Scapegoat
Wealthy-filthy-healthy suckers
Softening thinking, misleading others
Frustrated orgies, ridiculous speeches
Endangered species, suffocating fast
Suffocating fast…

Distanciation in progress
Barriers are erected
Sharpening judgments
Diabolizing dissent
Sustaining the pressure
Diffusing the trauma
Illusion of power
Subtleness dispelling

Abuse has prevailed, setting up retribution
Stupidity is the norm, a tit for tat strategy
Sustaining the pressure, diffusing trauma
Beleaguered stances, consolidating resolve

Abuse has prevailed
Stupidity is the norm
Sustaining the pressure
Beleaguered stances

Ill-fated insistence, speeding up the process
Flavors of decline, stirring up contention
A surge of collective fury, paving the way for it
Pandora’s Box open, scenarios of rupture unleashed
Track Name: Compulsory Silence
I thought I could get along with it
Half the way between recovery and submission
I ended up mired in never-ending torment
Since the rules had been set without threshold

I thought I could get along with it
Half the way between recovery and submission
I ended up mired in never-ending torment
Since the rules had been set without threshold

There was nothing left worth it they said
Hollow pledges of assholes licking asses
Screams of wrath, sirens of disarray
Mutilating what remains of a zero sum strategy

Bankrupt stances attributing chaos…
To the one in charge of thousands of destinies
Mirrors are often our worst enemies…
Reflecting what only the blind can see
Blind can see

I woke up only to apprehend
How blurred the image has been
I had relied on a scheme
Of self containment

Perceived as a shield against what the light would be
I decided there was no light but the one I want to be
Perceived as a shield against what the light would be
I decided there was no light but the one I want to be
Track Name: Keep Going
I’ve watched your pointless scene
And laughed at every single argument
Verbal diarrhea chosen for fury
Pushing emotions to the fore

A blowback for any structured thinking
Adjusting the path to your downfall
Spoiled attempts at recovering
Retribution down the road

Spoiling good sense / sprawling dread
For truth is a point of view
Gracious offers, tinted in red
Buying cheap and selling fast

Dignity traded for allegiance
standing tall / grumbling softly
Speechifying hollow/ instigating theft
Thoughts condemned, ideals abused

Spoiling good sense / sprawling dread
For truth is a point of view
Gracious offers, tinted in red
Buying cheap and selling fast
Track Name: Sick
Acid thoughts pervading shame, sharpening disdain and passion
Unrelenting disarray, unbearably stretching patience
Target for anger and nonsense, endangering satisfaction
Gossips of mayhem spreading fast, battle plans emulation

Smiling, laughing, speeching, moaning
Failing, falling, fading, sucking,
Proudly firing the first shot, adding fuel to the fire
Proudly firing the first shot, adding fuel to the fire

Worthless Call for unity, dismissed By boiling fervor
Deliberate forecast of intended damage
Recalling dreams, for endless deliverance
Sickness revealed, infectious beliefs

Lying, paying, buying, hiding
Killing, slaughtering, maiming, slaying
Let’s grant murder its full name, a murky future
Let’s grant murder its full name, a murky future

Tackling nightmares, using dreams
Renting one’s brain, tarnished reason
Scattering bunches, of freaky pamphlets
Programmed failure, hopeless prayers
Track Name: Manifest Sentence
Thoroughly assessed
Contagious suffering taken for granted
Biased political irreverence
Manifest sentence, dictating reprisal

Thoroughly assessed
Contagious suffering taken for granted
Biased political irreverence
Manifest sentence, dictating reprisal

Irrelevant fuckin’ prophecies
Turning wisdom into insanity
Seditious speeches dispersal
Manifest sentence, dictating reprisal

Referential truth, striving for power
Hegemony attempts, squeezed by plurality
Dominion’s delight, resistance spreded
Heightened pressure, spiraling out of control
Futile dogma praised for nothing
Gathering suckers, satisfying hatred
Observers of a designed decay
Cynical portrayal of a moldering order

Dissonant battlefield chorus
Remorseless yelling of a projected failure
Rhetorical misuse sharpening disillusion
Boosting prospects of alternative renewal

Manifest sentence, dictating reprisal
Manifest sentence, dictating reprisal