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Delivering their debut album in 2011 on Artoffact Records, Encephalon returns to the Toronto-based label this Fall for the release of their third and most polished work to date, the double CD We Only Love You When You’re Dead.

Encephalon was formed in 2005 in Ottawa, Canada by Alis Alias, Matt Gifford, and Sam Mainer and self-released a number of demos before getting the attention of labels, most notably the German label Dependent (who put out the band’s first commercially available track), and Artoffact Records, who released the band’s debut, The Transhuman Condition. That record went on to receive album of the year nods on music blog I Die: You Die, who noted that Encephalon are “squarely ahead of most of their peers.”

After an eventful half-decade spent playing gigs and festivals, Encephalon return with their third record, a double-album of stupendous, incredibly well-conceived music. The new album will continue to inspire and awe fans of cyberpunk industrial, while still drawing on the epic mixture of symphonic-metal, EBM, and, yes, Meatloaf, that we’ve all come to love.

RIYL: Fear Factory, Necro Facility, Front 242, Meat Loaf, Sisters of Mercy, The Mission, Prodigy, Nitzer Ebb

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released October 13, 2017

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Track Name: Limb From Limb
Sound.
A faint mechanical hum
interspersed with pulsing electronic murmurs.
Bodies shuffling.
A gasp.
Language.
A human voice cries out:
"By God it worked!"

But I remember now
a peaceful death.
So why am I
opening my eyes again?

Stitches hold together
a mangled mess
so what is this?
what is this
if not my new flesh

But I digress,
Guess I'm alive again.
Why can I not ascend?

Their pitch elevates
They spew some vomit about progress
Progress?? For Who?!
Someone tell me
'cause I just want to...

TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB
TRY TO BREAK THE SPELL
TORN FROM THE AFTERLIFE
DENIED MY PLACE IN HELL

With only hatred for
my resurrector
I will fulfill the role
of his dissector

BLEED HIM OUT

TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB
TRY TO BREAK THE SPELL
TORN FROM THE AFTERLIFE
DENIED MY PLACE IN HELL

Why have you reawakened me?
Everything was as it's meant to be
Time will never let me go
My soul has nowhere else to go

All I see now
is shades of black
As I came to be
the reluctant Lazarus
but I'm bring Lucifer with me
IT'S HELL ON EARTH, BABY!

TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB
TRY TO BREAK THE SPELL
TORN FROM THE AFTERLIFE
DENIED MY PLACE IN HELL
Track Name: The Calvin Klein Of Slime
Dial lock agony station
I rawk eternal damnation
in a sub-dermal
Armani(™) bio-suit.

Rolling down red carpets
in my brand new Bugatti(™)
bi-pedal exoskeleton.

Without a heart,
Apple(™) iPace maker
I need a Kickstart
from all you mangled mutants.
Stumps in the air!
I wanna hear you wheeze
gasping for a prayer of this heir.

Each day I'm livin' it
neurosis imminent.
The implant fetishist
still psychin' my genesis

Name drop nostalgia
cash in and cash out

Suffering sad simple sapiens still singing their safe word
Time to shout!

Bionic Frankenstein(™)
I'm too cool to be kind
I'm modded to the nines
the Calvin Klein(™) of slime

We're the GQ(™) of
Modern Dracula(™)
Prada(™) sluts with Gucci(™) guts
line up for our bazookas

Robotic ocular lens by Ray-Ban(™)
I'm the new Mercedes Benz(™) Ironman(™)
Running quad-core exahertz processes from the brain
I'm your Bio-punk martyr, baby
BRING ME YOUR PAIN

Bi-pedal exoskeleton.
without a heart.
Apple(™) iPace maker
I need a Kickstart
from all you mangled mutants.
Stumps in the air!
I wanna hear you wheeze
gasping for a prayer of this heir.
Track Name: Never Bleed
Something in your dialect
Something in the way you move
Somehow your eyes do not connect
somehow I knew...

it wasn't you
who learnt the hard way
through
the maze that I fell into
Never know the wars that I knew
You'll never bleed like I do

You never learnt the hard way
through
the maze that I fell into
Never know the wars that I knew
You'll never bleed like I do

An uncanny resemblance
but the flesh feels too new
My burning piece of evidence
My proof
that this facsimile
it wasn't you!

Is it not as easy to face me
as it is to replace me?
You can only mime my memory
from this moment on...
And so you'll always know you were a fraud
Track Name: Naraka
Old blood
Cold as ice
Feasting
Consuming
Just the best flesh will suffice

A habitual battlefield is raised
where no one knows the stakes
An endless cycle of consumption
for the liberty of snakes.

Dark angels
know your name
Tempting.
Corrupting
Ending your game.

Drain the blood out
Fill the hole in
Pierce the heart valve
with your toxin.
I would not complain a second
if this is the end
I've waited...
Track Name: We Only Love You When You're Dead
A life alone
A life unknown
you created blindly and feverously.
unaffected by the world around you
you could not stop working.

You were a function with no off
bristles whittling, clay cracking, keys hammering, strings snapping
all fuel for the fire
that would otherwise engulf you.

And then it did.

And though your time was short
you did what you needed to.
Left us with honour
and an eternity of treasure.
And once we dug it up
we just couldn't let it go
After all,
nostalgia is our nature...

Few decades would pass
and then we could dig up the ultimate treasure:
Our posthumous, solipsistic, artistic deity.

Slapped you together with the finest corporate sponsored body parts.
Inked a book deal
And a tour
Reality TV show all waiting for you
before you even opened your eyes again.

But now it seems for all the wealth we bathe you in
and for all the love we drown you in
You are somehow ungrateful

You don't accept the fame
you don't respect the power
but all of this can change...

We can take back all the gifts we have given you
We have erased Gods before
We shall take you back
piece by piece
and limb by limb

And maybe it's better this way
Maybe we have known this all along
Maybe it's really time
What we've been thinking should be said
Maybe its better this way
What we've been thinking should be said:

WE ONLY LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE DEAD
WE ONLY LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE FILLING THAT HOLE
WE ONLY LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE A DEAD MAN
WE ONLY LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE DEAD
Track Name: Lunacy
A frozen hand
A silent face
A Watchful eye
The perfect place

The right condition
lined in position
A door to unknown worlds opens your vision
An endless portal to
a realm beyond your view

Will you know what to do
when it takes you?
When it breaks you?
When it reveals all the noise inside you
And after what you see
will you retain your sanity
or become lost in lunacy?
Track Name: In Plague
Life oscillates so fast
Cycles overlap
Can't catch a single freeze frame
Before it's shattered by the next wave

And all seems fine
but all will end in time

Eclipse the world in plague

In this eternal abyss
is there one consciousness
shared biologically?
Feeding on itself,
Yet starving eternally

But all seems fine
but all will end in time

Feel the curve turn exponentially
Twist your spine back until it breaks
All will align in totality
Eclipse the world
Eclipse the world in plague
Track Name: A Debt Of Flesh
You know nowhere to hide so come out.
Scanning.
Pursueing.
I'm stalking.
I'm hunting you.

You can't waste my time
I'm here 'til the end

You will pay the price in flesh and blood until the last breath rattles from your lifeless body, broken, head smashed open wide

You fell from favor
Your Godliest gifts
You owe us back

You will pay the price
a debt of flesh and blood until the last breath
Track Name: What Part Of Me Dies
A light snaps me awake
from this pitch black cage
My relief quickly fades
I know the surgeon awaits
The filthy floor my feet scrape
as guards drag me away
How is it possible
I'm still purposeful
What more can they take?

I'll never know...

Which part of me dies?
Which part survives?
Which part of me dies

Into the chamber
I'm sterilized
Ready to harvest
So tell me...

What part of me dies?
What part survives?

Surgeons mask hides a grin
He surely knows I'd kill him
but I'm too tightly strapped in
and so the cutting begins...

What part of me dies?
What part survives?

To know somebody's out there
wearing my flesh to waste
It's like watching someone you love
fuck someone you hate
This world was always sink or swim
So I'm saying fuck off
With my phantom limb
I'll say it again

What part of me dies?
What part survives?

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