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IV: Peak Fear

by Peasant

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The Throne 01:28
The time for talking is done. This darkness will fall by the barrel of a gun. The time for talking is done. Uproot the system and the power comes undone. Tear into the throne. These lives they are our own.
Drowning 01:59
We’re drowning in wealth while we’re drowning the poor. We watch them struggle while we shovel them filth. We laugh an applaud as their children starve. The struggle of living through years of abuse. As we get beaten to a pulp. They dance around us showered in gold. They’re dying around us, the human race. And our own disconcern has torn us apart. We’re drowning in wealth. We’re drowning the poor. We’re drowning ourselves.
Bullets 01:40
Burnt the empire, murder the king. Our time is wasted by those who could care less about us. Bleed the oceans dry, bleed our lives. In time we see right through your lies Our lives are nothing more than empty bullet shells. Billions of shells fall to the floor.
Peak Fear 02:41
Headless. Worthless. A body cut on most unholy terms. Nobody ever saw the blade descent. Ripping the flesh. Severing the head. Nobody ever saw the slow descent. The hollow truths . The Inevitable death. The height of fear And the insufferable dread. Ripping the flesh. Severing the head. At the bottom of the barrel An ember burns in the dead of the night. Peak fear in the dead of the night. Peak fear and an endless blight. Money buys justice . Justice buys money. Like a knife to the neck An eternal bane to regret. The sick are preying on the hungry.
Call To Burn 04:13
The call of the trumpet. The rise of the flame. The call to the tomb. The people in waves. It sears to the bone. The smelling of sulphur. To pierce through nose. To banish eternal. All sense is lost. All fellows tossed. To the flame that grows, To the seed thats sown. An ocean of rot. An unstoppable force. Down the longest road. Eternity torched. Numb soldier. Burn this flesh. Numb soldier. Burn this flag. Call to burn. Call to burn.


Peasant is a Cape Town based 4-piece Hardcore band.

Peasant presents "IV: Peak Fear". Their 4th EP once again brings their ferocious brand of hardcore influenced by d-beat, death metal, crossover and more.

Vocals - Alain
Guitar - Pieter
Bass - Keagan
Drums - Graham



released September 12, 2017


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Peasant Cape Town, South Africa

Hardcore from Cape Town, South Africa.


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