Contracult

by Circus of Fools

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about

Circus of Fools is, by all means a live band! Whether metal festival or gothic show – Circus of Fools often leave
mouths wide open, circling heads, moshing masses and… a polonaise? This band is many things, but definetely not
standard. The dark clowns from Tübingen/Germany with their two fronters Caro Saia and Tim Strouken were able
to woo critics and fans equally with their sophomore opus REX. It’s a creative melting pot of brutal heavy metal, bittersweet
melodies and a spoon full of madness. And the band is not going to slow down any time soon: On January
10th, 2020 they will release a new mini album called Contracult, only 1.5 years after the birth of REX. Contracult
will contain a featuring of Coppelius-clarinetist Le Comte Caspar as well as six more tracks between melancholic
gothic beauty and rock-hard, deafening death steel.

credits

released January 10, 2020

Circus of Fools are:
Carolin Saia - Vocals
Tim Strouken - Vocals, Keys, Programmings
Coen Strouken - Viola, E-Viola, Guitar (Track 4)
Dominik Bolter - Guitars
Julian Langer - Guitars
Yannick Ninkov - Basses
Nico Staller - Drums, Programmings

Guest and additional musicians:
Le Comte Caspar (Coppelius) - Clarinet (Track 5), Horrorgurdy (Track 1&5)
Lasse Schlör (Publik Void) - Add. Vocals, Programmings
Jan Weitzenbürger (Killing Age) - Vocals (Track 6)
Fabian Fink (Necrotted) - Vocals (Track 6)
Daniel Loeprecht (Acromonia) - Vocals (Track 6)

Contracult was produced, mixed and mastered by Lasse Schlör.
Contracult was recorded by Tim & Coen Strouken in Tübingen, Schopfheim and Zürich except bass recordings by Yannick Ninkov in Neumünster.
Guest tracks of Le Comte Caspar, Schlör, Weitzenbürger and Loeprecht were recorded by themselves.

Music of track 1 was written by Tim Strouken, music of track 2 was written by Dominik Bolter, music of track 3 was written by Dominik Bolter &
Coen Strouken, music of track 4 was written by Coen Strouken and music of tracks 5-7 was written by Tim & Coen Strouken.

All lyrics were written by Tim Strouken & Carolin Saia.
The greek text of track 3 is an excerpt from the Iliad (Ἰλιάς) by Homer; Book 4, line 440-441 and line 444.
Track 7 uses a sample of the speech King George VI delivered at the dawn of WWII on September 3, 1939.

Cover photo by Jenny Franke after an original idea by Tim Strouken. Photos on page 2 & 5 by Tim Strouken. Photo on page 3 by Cristie Guevara,
publicdomainpictures.net. Band photos by Annika Kerschies. All artworks, photo edits and layout by Tim Strouken for Ketten2006Art.
Cover and artwork models: Anne & Eva Wiedemann.

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Circus of Fools is, by all means, a live band: a bombastic show, elaborate costumes, a charismatic front-man, a female singer with an extremely versatile voice and congenial musicians provide an inherently consistent picture between moral and madness. These anarchistic clowns are the filthy reflection of our society and an incredibly energetic band. ... more

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Track Name: Lost
It feels like moving forward
but it’s just a vicious spiral
pulling me under
into the omnivorous
dark.

Drowning
never reaching solid ground,
save me
like Nemo, unsettled, unbound.
Frantic
all my good years spent,
straying
from stalemate to dead end.

Lost
at sea,
I am close to giving in.
The current
drags me
deeper down into the darkest abyss

It feels like moving forward
but it’s just a vicious spiral
pulling me under
into the omnivorous
dark.

Cause I’m drowning
(I’m drowning),
never reaching solid ground
(solid ground).
Endlessly I’m straying
through this blackness
from stalemate to dead end.

Pressure
rises,
nothingness is all around me.
Trapped into
an iron cage,
my tomb and my survival.

Cause I’m drowning!

Drowning
never reaching solid ground,
save me
like Nemo, unsettled, unbound.
Frantic
all my good years spent,
straying
from stalemate to dead end.

Cause I’m drowning
(I’m drowning),
never reaching solid ground
(solid ground).
Endlessly I’m straying
through this blackness
from stalemate to dead end.

Cause we’re drowning,
never reaching solid ground.
Endlessly we’re straying
through this blackness
from stalemate to dead end.
Track Name: Eris (to the Fairest One)
Come on and make up your mind,
with whom would you spend the night,
the choice belongs to you.

If it entails an impact,
well, that’s just cause and effect.
Seize the moment, see it through!

Δεῖμός τ᾽ ἠδὲ Φόβος καὶ
Ἔρις ἄμοτον μεμαυῖα,
Ἄρεος  νδροφόνοιο
κασιγνήτη ἑτάρη τε

I am defiant,
I am resistant,
you are the heart to my knife
cause I am the goddess of strife!

I will reward your selfishness.
You took the fruit and I confess:
It will be your downfall!

Your verdict nourished my ascension,
if only you had payed attention.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
this probably will kill us all!

τη καλλίστη
The apple,
the key to the box of pandora.
τη καλλίστη
The fruit,
the bearer of corruption,
take my gift,
this is to the fairest one!

We are defiant,
we are resilient,
the curse of our lives:
We all are gods of strife!

ἥ σφιν καὶ τότε νεῖκος
ὁμοίϊον ἔμβαλε μέσσῳ

τη καλλίστη
The apple,
the key to the box of pandora.
τη καλλίστη
The fruit,
the bearer of corruption,
take my gift,
this is to the fairest one!

This is to the fairest one!
Track Name: Circus of Fools feat. Le Comte Caspar - Daughters of the Occult
Like a tree bends with the storm,
like a leaf runs down the creek.
Sometimes we have to mourn,
sometimes life makes us smile like a freak.

You thought, you could spread his evil,
thought you could breastfeed
the offspring of the devil.
We’ll put an end to your wickedness
succubi, ever so deceitful.

It is nothing you’ll understand,
it is nothing that you could comprehend.
Driven by your own fear,
you’ll lose everything
you hold dear!
Getting rid of us will drive a spiral
of hate, sorrow, venom and quarrel.
You are stuck in a nightmare,
we are living the dream!

Like a tree bends with the storm,
like a leaf runs down the creek.
Sometimes we have to mourn,
sometimes life makes us smile like a freak.

Long enough you’ve played your games,
enough with temptation of righteous men!
Nothing false runs through our veins,
it’s time to say: „goodbye heathen“!

It is nothing you’ll understand,
it is nothing that you could comprehend.
Driven by your own fear,
you’ll lose everything
you hold dear!
Getting rid of us will drive a spiral
of hate, sorrow, venom and quarrel.
You are stuck in a nightmare,
we are living the dream!

It is nothing you’ll understand,
it is nothing that you could comprehend.
Driven by your own fear,
you’ll lose everything
you hold dear!

It is nothing you’ll understand,
it is nothing that you could comprehend.
Driven by your own fear,
you’ll lose everything
you hold dear!
Getting rid of us will drive a spiral
of hate, sorrow, venom and quarrel.
You are stuck in a nightmare,
we are living the dream!
Track Name: Circus of Fools feat. Necrotted, Acromonia, Killing Age - Marching Among the Dead (Sunstorm Version)
Deserted bodies!
All around me ruin and decay,
sheeple marching stolidly
straight towards doomsday.
I shake this feeling of never ending greed
cause every storm needs a seed.

It’s easy to dissolve into void,
brain-feasting crows
leave nothing but a dull android.
Break! Free! Wage an internal war!

Open your eyes,
behind our horizon
recognise, a sun is rising.
Rage with the storm
before you’re decaying,
finally quit marching among the,
marching among the dead!

Brainless Zombies!
An obscure mass
and the cancer grows,
shells walk indifferently
until they compose.
No one will help us,
we need to free ourselves.
Are we able to see?

How much longer
will you give in to that numbness?
How much deeper
will you sink into oblivion?

Open your eyes,
behind our horizon
recognise, a sun is rising.
Rage with the storm
before you’re decaying,
finally quit marching among the,
marching among the dead!

Wage your war!
Rage with the storm!
Wage your war and break free!

Deserted minds,
decaying bodies,
the pawns are toppling down in vain.

Deserted minds,
decaying bodies,
the pawns are toppling down in vain.

All around me ruin and decay,
sheeple marching stolidly
straight towards doomsday.
I shake this feeling
of never ending greed
cause every storm needs a seed.

Not longer
will the numbness cradle you
and you will resist the oblivion!

Open your eyes,
behind our horizon
recognise, a sun is rising.
Rage with the storm
before you’re decaying,
finally quit marching among the,
marching among the dead!

Open your eyes,
behind our horizon
recognise, a sun is rising.
Rage with the storm
before you’re decaying,
finally quit marching among the,
marching among the dead!
Track Name: Until the World Ends
I want to prove,
this story has not ended yet,
as long as there’s a spark,
darkness will not fall.
I am your shadow,
I am with you until the end.
Forests burn, buildings fall
until the quiet comes.
Like the silence,
the silence of this void.

This is our doom.
This is our doom,
we are destruction,
endless self-consume,
all the doors locked.
This is our grave,
we make amends,
keeps us enslaved,
until the world ends!

I am your in-wit,
talking to you continually,
bound together
’til the quiet comes.
Like the silence,
the silence of this void.

Until the afterlife, we stay proud and gloom.

This is our doom.

’Cause this is our doom.
This is our doom,
we are destruction,
endless self-consume,
all the doors locked.
This is our grave,
we make amends,
keeps us enslaved,
until the world ends!

For the second time in the lives of most of us, we are at war.
Over and over again, we have tried to find a peaceful way out.

We pray, we beg,
but we never keep ourselves in check.
We hope for a better life
but refuse to compromise.

We steal, we take,
hunger drives us to the stake.
We burn fortune to the ground,
doomed, forever bound!

This is our doom,
we are destruction,
endless self-consume,
all the doors locked.
This is our grave,
we make amends,
keeps us enslaved,
until the world ends!

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