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BELLICOSE

by The Boy Who Cried Wolf

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Gabriel Tamas Fucking hell! What a return! What an evolution! Hearing this after so much time make one realise why it took so long to come into beeing. The fury on this album, while not exactly tempered, is used much more skillfully than on the debut EP from many years ago. It's lile the band grew and their vision grew with them. This whole record is a trip to many different feelings and atmospheres! Just fucking Brilliant! Favorite track: The Night After.
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1.
Intro 02:09
2.
as night is folding envenomed blades in tides of whispers we are clashing in the streets below/ and i brought my bearings I, I hold my grudge up to my chest glorified and vivid as ever tensing my every muscle burns with longing to grind you down into the dirt and i find it pleasing all those feelings mutual make every breath a funeral you know me you know me it ends with all the things you say
3.
Flame on, scumbags !.. I hear a silenced break.. We just run and.. We just run and play! *** Flame on, scumbags !.. I hear a silenced break.. We just run and play, outside.. We pay our way through fire.. fire ! But we like to listen to the rain.. We ride.. black odds.. My black thought, tonight. No silver lining, just your corpse.. I just fucking realized, This day... my new favorite.. My new favorite.. Worst ! My new favorite... We take the sunset, we are ghosts, Filling the space we love the most Our empty hearts, our broken bones.
4.
It has been made as a means to an end It has been made to withstand the test of time It has been made with majesty, beauty, horror and It has been made in such a way it must be mine! It's my unfriendly, giant friend.. I raised yesterday in utter discontent.. Have you seen their crest? It has wings upon their chest That's what they think, That they're above us and the rest! And so i walked for miles and miles Through scattered ash an broken promise, Covered in cloak of hope and futile eforts Can i dwell in this man made solace? In this desert divided only by my passing.. All rewards! All rewards! Justly awarded.. Justly awarded! I want everything faded in the background Focus needs to lay else where, No matter what you do, it will not be enough Persistence is futile, you know we've all been there! I better tell Keith to warm up his gun 'cause now i know that love.. It's not enough, so sell me a gun The exit strategy, A contingency. To sum it up, the inside of this nutshell, so vast and uncaring, Imagine your whole life waiting on becoming a hurricane.. And they name you "Gert".. Goddamn it.
5.
Saturnine 02:15
Out of the woods, Out of the lace Naked not bent I escape a darker shade On all the ways you lost yourself from; Always the same. I did my best to agitate And now I make my exit. So you took flight On stumps of wings Over turgid skies With scabs Under your molting feathers To defy barren lands But in the space of a god's breath You've ran aground Now it's time to be left without And in fear to suffer that You have been let go. I am leaving you as well Today. Set loose into the wild, Hungry,callous, howling, Callow, ruthless, and burning for Looking ahead at what's coming. Black is the forest And cold was the wind on that day through the fields To know even though you could You would not change for the world
6.
Swarms 01:59
As all creatures are born equal I find myself at the center of mistrust, For all my bones are scattered ash So long before my mind will collapse And darker flesh will live to pray On you and all your starving days From spawning breath, all life extinct A burial swarm for an unfit king Churning, always churning Beneath the pristine marble stone Pulsing, always pulsing Under the shell of evolution BE STILL MY SWARM JUST LONG ENOUGH TO FEEL ALL HOPE FLEETING AND WITH MY VENGEANCE ENFORCED THE VOID WILL FIND ME PRESSING ONWARD A darker flesh will live to pray On you and all your starving days
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All those times, bleeding wrists in bed, Scored with a bottle head.. Solitary, tainted nights.. Can't seem to wait 'till i close my eyes See where my body lies, Where my baby died, Night after night.. Keep your fingers crossed, like i keep your spine, We're so reversed, so much like crosses, head down, aligned.. Pull your fingers through my hair, i'll cut you from your vine, From the swinging life, we'll climb and jump, Night after night.. Where my body lies, where my baby died, Night after night.. All those times, all those times.. I've been chasing shadows, no.. I've been playing alive for too long.. Night after night.. The night after. We are only numbers, reckoning, dividing selves, We are fading life, caught under flesh arrest. Under flesh arrest.. All those times. Can't seem to wait 'till i close my eyes See where my body lies, Where my baby died, Night after night.. All those nights I've bled, All your pictures, red.. In a godless eye, In a godless eye.
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I think the time has stopped Like an owl on a tree limb, In front of my bedroom opening All the motives, in a blood clot, Have broken all the moorings So I breathe in the midnight air In my ear the city shivers In the gutter hope's in slivers Time to step from the window's ledge One step into thin air for each of those times I've spent my chances walking, in error, by your side One step higher into the above's dark tides To come down with a vengeance with terror by my side Oh, It feels as though the stars have dimmed their light, Above my head and in my eyes dying And old contours blurred quickly fading from sight, For one last time, let night be joined I stand in midnight clad I, I am sorrow Reign 'til the end of your days When the night comes..
9.
This thirst is our space and time Our measure is desire Alone on endless paths Still conquered by the fire I swallow whole the other me No contest in the dirt I feed it all my enemies Trust only what i hurt I think we both died at the march You seem familiar somehow, I think we both died at the march You seem familiar somehow, I think we both died at the march, oh.. I think we both died.. I'll speak no white lies, no excuses The disgust i will shed on my days Will cover my anguish and bruises, Bad blood relents the decay We're under the needle, But we're no records, only noise, only noise We're under their influence, We're no addicts, only choice, lonely choice Bruised singularity, abandoned toys, Assembly aligned decoys, production still at large.. We need to stop this life, We need to stop this life, We need to stop this life, Again, again, again.. They need us, they want us, or is it you versus me, A scorn introduced to them battle cells by some fuckers.. Dividing and pulling your being apart, Like nothing you knew ever made sense, Nothing makes sense. No.
10.
I always thought I'd make my exit With words such as these And I would revel under their weight and import At the thought that I'd be missed And yet today, i cared too little It's was a process and so i've learned It was a chore i chose to take head on Not out of ignorance but spite, and As the years went by i have made of this a fight At all costs, to make myself heard And not go quietly in to the night! Through a haze is resolved This exact set of words Birds of a feather often flock together And never ever have i seen such High amounts of self esteem, But i've made use of your prejudice Made use of your deceit.. Needless to say, i gave it all And it didn't come back to me even up to this day Past the golden arches from my mind, which i let so far behind Lie the thoughts that i have gathered Just in time to draw the fucking line A picture perfect of a mirror for hungry eyes And conformism for tin ears to hear To give up.. is to give sorrow credit To give up.. is to give sorrow credit To give up.. would be to give sorrow the credit And to your satisfaction, there's no retreat from this And no fucking exit. I am here to steal your thunder In here reeks of double standard Now repeat After me I'm a hypocrite! Honored jury Pass your judgements May they always rest in shadows Now repeat, 1, 2, 3.. I'm a hypocrite! I'm a groupie, i'm a metalhead, i'm a hypocrite! I'm a cop, i'm a punk, i'm a hypocrite! Now repeat after me.. I'm a hypocrite..
11.
Vengeance Of 04:15
i understand the weather's broken, by man made dream machines and nightmares walk among us.. i only wish i could at least, define what's left of me after the fall, after the crawl, after the hole they put me in, i need to burn the witch's nest, so tall the glass, so full.. my every breath, a scream, my every move so fucking cruel.. how can i remind them, i'm satisfied with waiting in line until the heaven's burst, until our world's collide, until i'll look you in the eyes and see the blackest veins burrowing new homes in our shallow hearts. So forth and on, the story goes, we're still throwing rocks.. As understanding follows idols, the emptiest of flocks.. I will find myself at sorrow's edge When trust will spoil the dead... ah , rain, you cautiously uncautious, blistering adore to be as high as heavens and so graciously to fall, I caught myself looking at stars, Hearing a voice i knew to hold so far.. From my inpatient heart.. Hold tight the ones you love. Hold tight the ones you choke.
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Oh! I know! It was woe It was the coveted poison to your life style Was it.. maiden?!... was it.. haaaaag?!.. These two poles, between which This continuum hit a snag!! Whatever could be the case Still the morning is a drag.. And while we both knew people like me don't exist around people like you One last high!.. was needed on both sides! So let's do this, one last dance, and a chance You and I... (For all drama grows from the ghosts of the past Foolish notion of permanence..) You will bloat! Even as you run on the treadmill Doing squats or whatever might stop the decay! You will sag! And i will be here with my hand in my hands For in this dirge of a song i have found understanding.. (And i was never good to go through And i was never your type I was the kind that stood behind you Before the end of the line) Hold on with posture, you're slipping.. Hold on as tight as you can!.. Onto your coteries, bullshit and posturing, Hold on to them they're your grips made of sand! Have i shown you time's assortment?.. Of perfect statutes beaten with hammers! That is something truly beautiful, isn't it?.. That's so beautiful.. It makes you want to die!
13.
Aaaarrgggh!! as night is folding envenomed blades in tides of whispers we're clashing in the streets below and i brought my bearings, i hold my grudge up to my chest glorified! vivid! I'll lay you down to rest! as ever tensing my every muscle longs to grind you down to grind you down into the dirt below and i find it pleasing all those feelings mutual make every breath a make every breath a make every breath a funeral! you know me you know me it ends with all the things you say! This is not the war These are just the ripples of the wave You should look up, misbehave! The flood tide will be so vast, You might mistake it for the sky ...from my heart ...to your distress, ...this savageness, unspent until today! For the thunder, that you sow The whirlwind is finally here for you! You could turn the other cheek But no me, until everything Is paid for in full Or i've had my way, Or i'm dead! Or i've had my way, Or i'm dead! Or i've had my way, Or i'm DEAD! Cloak and dagger, canon fodder That's what you always thought of me, Bellicose.

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furious anger aimed at the clashing worlds that keep colliding onto us, turning us into feral beasts, nurturing the darkest of wishes, bidding serenity a sickening farewell. we breathe secret wars in every cell that struggles for better days. bellicose.

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released December 12, 2020

Recorded & produced @ Studio148 by Marius Costache
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Album art by Sweeter Than Revenge
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Guitars / Bass / Vocals by Bogdan "Bacovia"
Drums by Alexandru "Supereroul"
Vocals by Mihai "Clor"

Lyrics by Mihai & Bogdan

Album Intro & Outro by The Ghost of 3.13
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Alina "ZDA" Chinie (vocals) featuring on "The March"
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and YouTube: bit.ly/3qLtD9U

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The Boy Who Cried Wolf Bucharest, Romania

The Boy Who Cried Wolf started their activity as two local bands from Bucharest collided ( CHESTER & Breathelast ), and Bogdan and Mihai reached out to Alex (PZFI, Backstage Hero) to give it a sincere go at writing some tunes that would better react to their primal needs to play some wild, fast paced music, inspired by old school metal combined w/ Hardcore / Punk vibes. Other sounds may occur. ... more

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