The Odyssey to Room 101

by Quasarborn

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As the title suggests, this album is heavily influenced by both George Orwell's “1984” and Aldous Huxley's “Brave New World”, but has a concept of it's own. The story follows a rebellious young individual, initially belonging to an allegedly anti-establishment subculture, who after some tragic events has a clash with reality. He learns about his ancestors, and the position of his generation in today's society. The expression of his rage by attempting suicide is interrupted by the outbreak of a new fake war. This changes his mind – he is going to take his destiny into his own hands. However, his efforts to organize a mutiny and change the war-struck system fail and he is captured by the authorities. Unlike in Huxley's novel, there is no father figure (no Mustapha Mond) at the end to guide him through his demise. He is taken to a Ministry of Love kind of institution and locked up in a dungeon where he self-examines himself and questions every decision in his life. Searching for ways to ease his suffering, his mind drifts away into abstract thoughts about the nature of reality, consciousness and existence itself. At this point, the concept of “Danse Macabre” emerges, he finds comfort in the fact that his captors will eventually share his fate. His “transcendence” is interrupted by the guards who take him to his final destination – Room 101. There he is stripped of every last bit of humanity, dignity, and identity. He is forced to become what he hates the most. A fate worse, or equal to death.
The music depicting this story is fast, intense, angry, but melodic and structured at the same time. It's the product of many years of writing and refining while still retaining that raw edge. All aspects of the album are produced by the band itself, preserving the authenticity to the maximum.

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released May 18, 2018

All songs written by Luka Matković, except for "Crash Course in Life", written by Luka Matković and Marko Danilović "Tihi" and “The Underdog League” & "Transcendence", written by Luka Matković and Đorđe Luković
All songs arranged by Quasarborn
All lyrics written by Luka Matković
"Introduction (Toys in the Attic)" and all sound effects by Nikola Janković

Recorded, mixed, mastered and produced by Luka Matković in Citadela studio, Belgrade
Cover, artwork, logo and design by Marko Danilović "Tihi"

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Track Name: Crash Course in Life
Barging straight in, mosh, bang, stage dive
Break a few limbs on the way, you're just fine
Breathe dirt and sweat, beers fly overhead
Thrash metal mania back from the dead

We're anti-everything, brotherhood forged in blood
Bash your pseudo-virtue, we pray to our own god

Impose your rebellion
On society's decay
Outshout their judgment
Do it your own way!
Head against the wall
Do whatever it may take
Live the underground
Do it your own way!

Poverty stricken, nothing to eat
Who gives a fuck, man, just crank the skank beat
Parade our uniforms, sleeping in trains
Romping through life as such with toxic veins

Irreverent hoodlums terrorize your neighborhood
Carve fear into your bones with rock solid attitude

Impose your rebellion
On society's decay
Outscream their judgment
Do it your own way!
Head against the wall
Do whatever it may take
Live the underground
Do it your own way!

Destroyed in the corner, face buried in palms
Father's obit, rests on the floor, calm
Hungry and tired and broke and no job
Of easy life he has been robbed
Reality strikes and his idols betray
The will to live fading away
Reached a dead end, all the pressure devours
Slowly deteriorate into a state of sheer desperation

[Lead: Luković]

Suffocate in the sounds of your own screams
And who you used to be
Seeming so distant and pale
Like awakened from a pleasant dream
Chapters unforeseen
Are yet to be unfolded
Track Name: The Underdog League
Born of the mountains
The underdog league
Proclaimed creatures lesser
Despite their empty stomachs
They oppose the aggressor

Take a deep bow
Learn from the past now
Behold the heroes unspoken
To whom we owe our freedom, lives, our everything
They fought wars, survived
While we barely hold onto our bubble lives
Unworthy of our history
A veil of shame enshrouds this generation Z

Villagers, workers, none trained to fight
Rusty rifles and grenades
While moonlight strikes the sea
They prepare to invade

Take a deep bow
Learn from the past now
Behold the heroes unspoken
To whom we owe our freedom, lives, our everything
They fought wars, survived
While we barely hold onto our bubble lives
Unworthy of our history
A veil of shame enshrouds this generation Z

Instigators of the uprising
Mutiny creators
A vow is taken to break the chains

With glory they charge from the trees, the bushes, the dirt
The unjust tremble from the mere thought of their existence
Today shunned and ridiculed, these remnants of an era
Al' pokoljenje pokoljenju predavaće, vašu slavu kroz vijekove!

Over the battlefield
Rises a hero alone
“Charge, comrades!”
The price for freedom has been paid

[Lead: Luković]
[Lead: Matković]

Take a deep bow
Learn from the past now
Behold the heroes unspoken
To whom we owe our freedom, lives, our everything
They fought wars, survived
While we barely hold onto our bubble lives
Unworthy of our history
A veil of shame enshrouds this generation Z
Track Name: A (Suicide) Letter to Humanity
[Lead: Matković]

This society's gone to total shit
You're an idiot whatever you believe
Everything you perceive is aimed to deceive

Invisible government backed by professional liars
Comfort you with the illusion of choice
And catchy bundles of words that don't mean anything

Religious vacant promises
Of afterlife help you die with no regrets
Feel like you belong and yes, you're the righteous one

Apathy
The ultimate drug to spur a murderer
Pumping lies to dehumanize
Stop waiting for World War Three, you're already fighting it

Fuck PR, I'm just speaking my mind
A luxury in the world of today
Foiled and drunk, I vigorously write
This letter to humanity

All these corporations
You don't even know exist
Mold debt slaves into batteries
You won't swallow “entertainment”?
Then you'll shatter under fear!

War on drugs
As with all wars, cheering for both sides
Hypocrisy, escapist wet dream
Beat into your brain that it's the liberating way

Internet: You're sold to your own self
Disinform, sway to manufacture consent
As if you ever cared in the first place

Progress
Is just a side-effect of greedy industries
Farming forcefully turning obsolete
So worship those new machines while you're literally eating shit

Fuck PR, I'm just speaking my mind
A luxury in the world of today
Foiled and drunk, I vigorously write
This letter to humanity

[Lead: Luković]

I search for my place in this realm of deceit
Corrupt decisions, guilt, I cannot take it (I can't take it)
Consumed by this surmise
Have I become the object of my despise?
Exploit my primitive impulse and thrive
Worship the empire, the term to survive (To stay alive)
Am I going crosswise?
Betrayed myself, joined in on the lies?

But as I glance over the self-proclaimed elite
Completely out of touch with reality
Oblivious, death's the sole deliverance

[Lead: Matković]

You, decoy, beautiful lie
Born from the ashes of sanity
To sway the vague savant

[Lead: Matković]
Track Name: Blood Honey
Panic in concrete landscapes
Sirens are wailing, chaos prevailing
A word on everyone's lips
Flooding your mind, contriving compliance

Terror
The new all-encompassing
Antagonist
Corpses rot in the streets
Symbols of liberty

Rampage, deceit, profit
Factories produce only fear
Cabal, bloodshed, malice
The bane of the human race is near

Cheap ink, recycled paper
Tell dreadful tales of distant soil
False flag operations
Tomorrow's ally's yesterday's foe

Scapegoat
Design your own enemy
A vile travesty
On the day he turns renegade
Plunder, annihilate

Rampage, deceit, profit
Factories produce only fear
Cabal, bloodshed, malice
The bane of the human race is near

[Lead: Matković]

In the end just one issue remains
Who will you rule after everyone's dead?
Impotent power, the wealth you collect:
Blood honey

[Lead: Luković]
Track Name: No Mustapha Mond
Plague
Deadly plague of this age
We all bear it
Now, between orders of apathy
The Chosen few dare to cross the line

Pain, faith in our eyes
Pain, flounder or die
Pain, we must survive
Pain, crossed by the skies

Apt, rough and ready to defy
It all comes down to this
Grind your teeth, blast through the barricades
Nothing to lose − a deceitful thought

Pain, faith in our eyes
Pain, flounder or die
Pain, we must survive
Pain, crossed by the skies

[Lead: Matković]

Captivity, anguish inconceivable
No thrilling finale, no Mustapha Mond

[Lead: Luković]

Pain, faith in our eyes
Pain, flounder or die
Pain, w’ll not survive
Pain, crossed by the skies
Track Name: Château d'If
Caress the dead stone in my cell
Can one miss what he's never felt?
Endless joy drowned before closed doors
Yet gave my life to salvage yours

Don't look to the place where I left my soul
My barren skin hoards the cold and feeds my demons

Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If

Weight of death dwarfed by shame and guilt
Desperate to blend into your guild
One cannot befriend the world
With image of himself so blurred

Dreaded solitude my final destiny
Memories of mother's tender whispering – a desperate remedy

Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If

On my foolish demand
They gladly cede the burden of the world
Judging, grinning at my broken bones

Distinctive misery
I am what you long to be
Embodiment of your craving
Hence I draw the conclusion – you're stupid as shit

[Lead: Luković]

Watching your grace defines suffering

[Lead: Matković]

For what it's worth
I bestow the essence of my soul

Forsaken carcass left of me
The void asks for my recipe
Behold – as reason fails
All hail – the womb of Château d'If
Track Name: Escape into Reality
Mind reflections decompose what I dub reality
Reshape the context of salvation
This truth will set me free

Alone, obsolete in the vast desolate space
Human, so puny, so trivial

Nothing's ever written in stone
Realities roam infinite roads
Some house us solely as a courtesy
In some I must be free

Deep cosmos, magnificent sight
Expanding infinity
Good and evil, human concepts
Chaos, entropy

Alone, obsolete in the vast desolate space
Human, so puny, so trivial

Nothing's ever written in stone
Realities roam infinite roads
Some house us solely as a courtesy
In some I must be free

Tear me into atoms and escape this cell
Flesh is nothing but a chunk of molecules
Is consciousness just inside my own head?
Or does it comprise the entire universe

[Lead: Luković]

What is human suffering compared to the infinity of cosmos?
I plead!

[Lead: Matković]
Track Name: Danse Macabre
A single thought feeds whatever's left of my life:
Death – the final equalizer
All our souls stand before the same trial

Yes, you will die
You too will die

Your ploys have now reached demise
A vacant life before your eyes
Now who's the master and who is the slave
Dance with me on your own grave

Skeleton ball proves the mightiest will fall
Along with all the lowlifes
For mortality is written in our blood

You too will die
Yes, you will die

Thrived on the innocent cries
Pleas for grace met with despise
Emperor, peasant, a beggar, a child
Now in death stirred bones are piled

Dance of death
Macabre collects your head

[Lead: Matković]
[Lead: Luković]

Yes, you will die

We will live on through our deeds
You're massacred by your own creed
There are no idols, no martyrs, no gods
Victims of eternal fraud

Dance of death
Macabre collects your head

[Lead: Luković]

Macabre collects your head
Track Name: The Odyssey to Room 101
Homo interitus

The iron doors are opening
Behind the rusty shrieks
Prowling, my downfall so bleak
The hangmen's laughter overpowers me
Straight to Room 101
Box of dread second to none
Feebly plead for mercy, nothing more to give

Mind broken
Scream, cry!
All hope in proles was in vain
Weep, wail!
Blackwhite is my destiny

This is how it all ends, a blurred line between life and death
If I was ever a “me”, today I'd repudiate
Join me as we enjoy all the comforts of Room 101

[Lead: Luković]
[Lead: Matković]

Endure the everlasting pain
My limbs are severed off
Face drowned in a blood filled trough
Pierced by searing spikes, floor swept with my remains
Pests covering my skin
Digging burrows from within
A confession won't appease, they want me fain

Mind broken
Scream, cry!
All hope in proles was in vain
Weep, wail!
Blackwhite is my destiny

This is how it all ends, a blurred line between life and death
If I was ever a “me”, today I'd repudiate
Join me as we enjoy all the comforts of Room 101

Reach and share this pain
No, I won't shed a tear
Though I dread these final hours I will
Make my ancestors proud, tenaciously persist
Staring with eye sockets filled with blood
Gods, watch over me now that I unexist
But suddenly the pain is much too strong
A human body can endure this and survive?
Tormentor, I beg, sir, pull the plug
Oh, please, just let me die

I present the case:
Giveth to man
Taketh from man
Outcome remains the same
Man is no more

Save me from these
Clutches of existence gripping me
All trains of thought lead to suicide

Yearning to be
Hidden under the cloak of conformity
An inferior lifeform that's unobliged to live

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