NEW SONG PREMIERE

BAND: Final Attack
FROM: Jakarta, Indonesia
SONG: Kata Mereka
ALBUM: From Dust and Ashes (tentative release June 2015)
LABEL: Armstretch Records

From Dust and Ashes will be Final Attack’s third full length. The album is an 8 track NYHC-tinged hardcore powerhouse release that will be released by their long time pals at Armstretch Records. Though the cover artwork is not complete yet, they are still shooting for a June release.

The song is sung in Bahasa and continues Final Attack’s tradition of releasing at least one of their songs in their native Bahasa. The rest of the songs on this album are in English.

The gist of the song was explained to us by our amazing buddy Indra who plays guitar for them:

“It’s about how people try so hard to be beautiful and are willing to suffer unthinkable things to attain that “perfection”. They are willing to go through a lot of pain for beauty and in this song we compare that to being a mannequin.”

The album itself is a wholly Indonesian affair with production work done at Masterplan Studio. The record was also mixed and mastered by Toteng, guitarist of Bandung death metal band Forgotten.

LYRICS (Bahasa – English is below)

Keindahan yang terciri rupa

Membuat orang berlomba

Menghamba pada sempurna

Terjebak stigma, hilang logika

Lantas terasa fana

Lantas terasa hampa

Terdomestikasi dan terarah

Mana dirimu, mana getarmu

Yang tanpa polesan dan jiwa manekin

Nilai asli pun terurai berai

Kata mereka, indah harus penuh luka

Kata mereka, indah harus serupa

Terasa fana, menghamba pada rupa

Raga tanpa jiwa

Rebut kendali tanpa pamrih

Hentikan perang yang terus berjibaku

Untuk menjadi dirimu yang bukan abu-abu

English Translation:

Characterized beauty

Making people compete

Slaves of perfection

Trapped in a stigma, loss of logic

Thus feeling perishable

Thus feeling empty

Marginalized and directed

Where is your presence? Where is your vibration?

Without any polish and the soul of a manequin

Thus scattering the real value

They say, beauty is full of scars

They say, beauty must be identical

Feeling perishable, slaves to appearance

Body without a soul

Take it back with no reward

Stop this suicidal war

To become someone that is not grey

Kata Mereka (What They Say)