THE BEAST

[Melodic Thrash Metal] - " " Taken from the album "Warenta" PRE-ORDER : https://label.metaleast.fr/shop Music by Laurent Gisonna & DEFICIENCY / Lyrics by Laurent Gisonna. Featuring as vocal guest ̈ "" from & (courtesy of Nuclear Blast Records). Mixed by Flavien Morel (Boundless Productions Studio, FR), Mastering by Tony Lindgren (Fascination Street Studios, SE). Video shooting - drone by Anthony Thomas, assisted by Laurent Gisonna, Moselle, France. Video edition and motion design by Laurent Gisonna. Photo editing by Laurie Balthazar (instagram : @goldngarlic). Björn Strid photo by Hannah Verbeuren. DEFICIENCY is : Laurent Gisonna (Guitars-Vocals) Jérôme Meichelbeck (Guitars) Benjamin Jaksch (Drums) Vianney Habert (Bass) : - https://www.facebook.com/deficiencymetal​ - https://www.instagram.com/deficiencyhrashmetal​ Order CD's and merchandising online : - https://label.metaleast.fr/shop - https://deficiency-melodicthrashmetal.bandcamp.com/ And listen to DEFICIENCY in streaming everywhere (Spotify, I-Tunes, Deezer, etc...). Spotify Channel : https://open.spotify.com/artist/2U3uwxpSBsfzUwwCpeZ2T9?si=vN1BCMHlSF2J66wiz0n7-Q&nd=1 : : Laurent Gisonna : Björn "Speed" Strid : It is said that Some of us caught sight of him. As a shadow, unseen, he disappears. The ancients speak about a tall and thin fellow. Always dressed in black he never reflects any glow. His head is bald and he's wearing a felt hat, hiding a grave worried frown. : At the beginning I thought it was just a rumor. But this night I've just opened the door. And in front of there was this odd character. He spoke out his name... + "I am the misfortune herald. For bad omens I make a call With a feathers crown." : And in a blazing whirl of sparks and flames His sinister shape vanished. Then The blood froze in my Veins seized up my brain. : Everytime he made an appearance People were blinded or opened their eyes. Does the man come to warn us about something ? Or is he a punisher of our sins ? : Would the herald be the one who pulls the strings ? Are the cards in our hands ? + "I am the misfortune herald. For bad omens I make a call With a feathers crown." : I remember what I saw, Remember what I felt. Words are etched in my skin, Noises still ring in my head. : The smell of sulphur spread in all the sleeping glen. It is still burning my throat and I choke again. : Even if the man is gone his presence lingers on our mind, on my own. + : We will know when the time comes. Among many roads we will have to choose our own ! To choose our own. + "I am the misfortune herald. For bad omens I make a call With a feathers crown." *** To reach us : - contact [a] deficiency.fr To book us live : - booking [a] deficiency.fr