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Down IV Pt. I
‘The Purple Ep’ 2012

  • 1. Levitation
  • 2. Witchtripper
  • 3. Open Coffins
  • 4. The Curse Is a Lie
  • 5. This Work Is Timeless
  • 6. Misfortune Teller




Press Release from: NEW YORK, NY July 27, 2012—Metal forerunners DOWN will release Down IV Part I – The Purple EP, their first body of new material in five years, on September 18, 2012 via Down Records/Independent Label Group. Rolling Stone made the exclusive announcement this week with the world premiere of first single “Witchtripper,” calling it a “typically aggressive Anselmo vocal against a twisting, grinding musical backdrop.” [READ THE FULL STORY HERE]. Adding further excitement to news of the upcoming release, Sirius XM Radio’s “Liquid Metal” also premiered the new single “Witchtripper” and “Misfortune Teller” to radio airwaves this week, while Revolver Magazine revealed the cover art today! [VIEW HERE] The six song EP is the first in a series of four EP’s planned for release over the next year. DOWN, which includes Philip Anselmo (Pantera) on vocals, Pepper Keenan (C.O.C.) on lead guitars, Kirk Windstein (Crowbar) on guitar, Jimmy Bowery (Eye Hate God) on drums, and Pat Brudners (Crowbar), the newest addition to the line-up, on bass, will kick off a string of tour dates on release day, beginning in Fort Worth, TX, and ending October 2 in Charlotte, NC. Self-produced and recorded at Nodfertu’s Lair, located at Anselmo’s New Orleans home, Down IV Part I – The Purple EP is undeniably the product of the iconic collective that is DOWN, whose members origins span from Pantera, Corrosion of Conformity, Crowbar, and Eyehategod. Staggering riffs, thunderous drums, and Anselmo's inimitable delivery crush and captivate over the course of the collection's six songs. It's dark. It's dangerous. It's decisive. It's DOWN at their best. "I do believe that we have delivered a record that will be accepted and hopefully enjoyed by the DOWN horde—if you will,” says Anselmo. “If you're looking for a DOWN record, it's very pure and real." Lyrically, the EP goes beyond just personal experiences, and explores themes that include the faith of mankind, the imperfection of mankind and cultural belief systems. "DOWN gives me the platform to be poetic and paint imagery with lyrics,” says Anselmo. “That's the approach I took. They complement the music and create an ominous feeling. Ultimately, when people consume the words, it's always their interpretation that matters. I could be image-conscious though when I wrote. It's not so gut level or street. The darker shit is some of my favorite." With an album sales history totaling over 725k, these New Orleans natives are no strangers to success. Their legendary 1995 debut Nola is certified platinum, while Down II: A Bustle In Your Hedgerow [2002] and Down III [2007] remain fan and critical successes. Count on The Purple EP to garner similar achievements!

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LYRICS:

LEVITATION
Dead sing through me...
Uprising in shaman's translation...
Archrival souls (of) squandering...
Transcending the threat, the tarots are burned...

There'll come a time/to gloat in the light/don't stop there... levitation...

This flesh claims dreams...
Mars haunts the skies, crimson and gleaming...
Lay thee rebel arms free...
Throttle their bones, wrangle its beasts...

There'll come a time/to brave the blind/(but) don't stop their... levitation...

Laymen's translation...
Morals be damned, its ignorance paramount...
(But) Kiss sin's feet in worship...
What we can't grovel in will master our fate...
There'll come a time/the cause will die/(but) it won't stop there... levitation...
Levitation will knock you down to size...
WITCHTRIPPER
Lightning struck down twice...
Black mass Latin fire...
Smokescreen...
Cast runes terrorize...
Stones thrown rooftop high...
Blaspheme!

Witchtripper [5x]

Satan!
Worm-carved rites...
Horrifies their spies...
Smokescreen...
Defend night-flight sites...
Trap clamped, snared for pyres...
Blaspheme!

Witchtripper [4x]

Cross-gripped tight, hands tied...
Smokescreen!
Useless wooden lies...
Blaspheme!

Witchtripper [5x]
OPEN COFFINS
It's the strength of defiance that defines a life...
Can't give it clout anymore...
Bless the bravest attempts to tear us down...
Good luck and fuck your retort...

A graven world...
(There's) A grave in the sky...
I don't trust your face...
(Because) my coffin's still open...

It's the bullish minds that weaken the herd...
Can't let them suck all our blood...
Restless fools will cry, likes wolves overheard...
Tainted and reeking of spoils...

A graven world...
A grave in the sky...
They don't trust my face...
(Because) our coffins are open...

It's flawless black and white...
Our heart is on our sleeves...
I'm fucking serious...
We wear our hearts on our sleeves...

Trust is hard to find (but) decipher the worst...
Money ain't much anymore...
Use the strongest minds to soften the fall...
Deploy your warrior blood...

A graven world...
(There's) A grave in the sky...
I don't trust your face...
(Because) my coffin's still open...

(It's) The wayward horde...
(It's) The weight of the bribe...
Don't like this face...
(Because) our coffins are open...
A graven world...
A grave in the sky...
They don't trust our faces...
(Because) my coffin is open...

THE CURSE IS A LIE
What isn't finished that was never started?
A vortex tubing that's remote retarding...
Discharged before the accident that happened waylaid...
Seen through a cracked orbital spasm interrupted surgery...

Pulsating, deep-blue-reeling headlong...
Some copper coins are really made of tin foil...
Unable to get the neurology demanded...
Growing unsteady, hardly ready, jerking more perverted...
Your days are numbered...
Start counting backwards...

Sculpting statues of yourself...
Plague-deep drifting drowning health...
The curse is a lie...

The interstates, the creeping toil; the multi-national whores have mothered all... yes I know...

It's out of bounds, against the law, it's everything that's right for us that's wrong... yes I know...
Yes I know, I know and that's for sure...

The smallest people in your pockets never mingle...
A wreck in signals now creating doubt that's (pointed) inward...
Pretend to play defender while on the offensive...
Still stabbing, cross-armed-crooked, pouring blood that smells expensive...

Sculpting statues of yourself...
Plague-deep drifting drowning health...
The curse is a lie.
THIS WORK IS TIMELESS
When you return...
Expect concern...
Lived through the high...
And the lower...
For some are chosen/weary from fighting/the clock is broken/recalling...

This work is timeless...

I'm re-re-born...
(A) Rare gift adorned...
Sought out the truth...
Without any proof...
For I've been tested/exhausted fighting/sadness infested/recalling...

This work is timeless...

This work is timeless... recalling... this work is timeless...
(They'll) never get rid of me...

This work is timeless...

Recalling... this work is timeless... This work is timeless...
MISFORTUNE TELLER
The will was lost...
In cities of the dead...
The land around them mourned...
Too lax to comprehend...

The rife of wards...
The armies in the skies...
The muddled occupied feed...
All pseudo-catholic rites...
A rise, of the dead...
The word upon our heads is "Forlorn"...
The size, of the dread...
Within our padlocked haunts we erode...

A grave mistake...
(We're) right back where we started from...
No brave escape...
It's right back here we come...
Resent yourself.

Misfortune's law...
Is sketched within our chests...
The ram's head has decided...
The sheep among us sleep...

The layman's worth...
The hole above his head...
The tyranny is clear...
The floor beneath is gone...
Rise, of the dead...
The words upon our heads is "Forlorn"...
The size, of the dread...
Within our padlocked haunts we erode...

A grave mistake...
(We're) right back where we started from...
It's devastating...
It's right back here we come...
Resent yourself.

A grave mistake...
(We're) right back where we started from...
It's devastating...
It's right back here we come...
Resent yourself.