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Gilbert Daniel 15 Second effort from the prog masters from Germany 🇩🇪. Great songwriting, very mature for a so young band. Impressive !!! Favorite track: Desert by the Sea.
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Stéphane Gallay Le mélange stylistique est un peu brutal; j’ai un peu l’impression que le groupe est à la fois fan de TesseracT et de Meshuggah et n’arrive pas à choisir entre les deux styles. Néanmoins, ces acrobaties prouvent une chose: les musiciens sont des grosses brutes et sont remarquablement à l’aise dans ces changements. (Chroniqué sur Favorite track: Life. A Prologue of Death.
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Muhammad Bought the CD on an impulse without listening to the stream. No regrets at all.

While Perspective was what brought me here (Facebook video months ago which previews the intro riff), my most favourite track is Ocean Of Silence. Musically, it is very great, combined with their amazing creative, technical writings. It's truly amazing. Some parts remind me of Cynic. Their technical yet melodic writings also reminded me of Ne Obliviscaris.

Amazing album. I haven't felt this way in a while. Favorite track: Ocean of Silence.
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Marco Very good Production and Music.
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    Physical Copy of our 6 track EP "Perception"
    All songs are produced and written by Unprocessed
    Artwork by Christopher Talosi

    © 2016 Unprocessed

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Präludium 04:15
Gutted. Eviscerated. Like begun and never thought through to the end. Like never really finished. Disclosed and cold and left to itself. Churned and dumped down, again and again. Eyes that watch, but cannot understand. Lips that speak, but do not tell. Blood and interior to much that begun, like justification through violence. Reflecting shadows that, like echoes, do not return from their borders of sanctity. Disrupted comparisons between perception and comprehension. Fertility. Mass ungainly. Glances disembowelling. Sufficiently. Enough.
I do not ask for waves, they appear on their own and leave me. They possibly feel as lonesome as I do and would not show it. Constant noise is more silence than sound, over distant lapping, that clots deep underneath us. My eyes are like the sky – a bit white in lots of blue. Motionless of so much impression. Somewhere by the shadows of endlessness. And my ears become deaf. And water trickles gently, into the desert sand. And I still cannot see why my ears keep deaf.
Steal beams sprout their branches over streetvales, grey forests spit fire and noise, scattered details sprawl out of the glut, an epilogue of constant, rhythmic breath, streams of stifling wind that creeps in the lungs, and into everybody’s mind. The fear, to be on a pointless way, to strive, for the perfection in death. Soughing breath of lonesome furnaces, rattling bronchia vomit blood, shattered heads rest at the kerbstone, mournful distance shimmers in vapour, hordes of aliens shovel guts into the night, and warm rain trickles down the drain. The raw, footsteps on the pointless way, that strive, until there’s nothing at all.
We dream for the last time. How your open skull sleeps on the ground, in red sorrow, how it fell asleep, and how your shattered eyes kept crying, how they watched me, as I hold you tight. The Oceans fill with frozen blood, buildings collapse, falling stars hit pedestrians, vehicles crush choking people, forgotten children kill themselves, my deaf ears still listen to your voice. I, close my eyes and open my chest just to feel, me, in a silent moment of life, coping strategy, of a blinded soul, that has watched. Sweating thighs in white, green curtains, hands sunken in night and rump, and warm raisins, that lay down on my shivering tongue. Everything is real, we pay for the show with the currency of time, we laugh and weep and fear, a close shudder of realness at your neck, we go to sleep, create a prologue for the ending, remember and dream, enjoying the end, and leave behind what keeps infinity.
Borders blur in flow, as your legs plunge in sea. The ocean burns in the sun, or the wet moon smooths down the desert dunes. Your heavy body sleeps and shakes when the waves arrive. Now keep your eyes shut – Somewhere between our glances is darkness, wait until you drink it. Somewhere between our words is quietness, wait until it drinks you. As water slowly sinks in you – then breathe it like air. Sleep. Dream. Keep breathing and forget what we know – Shut your eyes inwards.
Perspective 06:48
I searched cognition, Life falls fast as time slips away, Return back to me. Everything is now saturated with confusion total emptiness percieve what´s beyond like scars formed on my way percieve what has changed my perception increased percieve whats in front tumbling into a shade of truth unprincipled lack of comprehension Life, illusion Dreaming felt real I trail away Life, delusion sink into a mirage I trail away Experience occurs through constant accumulation of indivisibly small pre-events. as well as the rest of so called verities of our self-perception. Nature is our exposition. – Human is a perspective. percieve what´s beyond like scars formed on my way percieve what has changed my perception increased percieve whats in front tumbling into a shade of truth Nature is our exposition Human is a perspective.


released October 30, 2016

Special thanks to CHB, Christian Becht // Creative Audio Engineering

- ProgSphere, IT DJENTS, DjentWorldWide TV, Dreamcircle Records

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Unprocessed Wiesbaden, Germany

Unprocessed is a German Metal band from Wiesbaden, Hessen, founded in 2013.
The band was formed by guitarist Manuel and drummer Jan in 2012 together with the earlier bassist, singer and second guitarist. After a few line-up changes, the current members decided on sticking to a highly diversifying sound, which can be described as a technically sophisticated modern style of Progressive Metal. ... more


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