Ну что, думаю, пришло время для технического дэта. "Безликие" американцы, однако, не перенасыщают свою музыку обилием смен ритма, ломаными риффам и сверхскоростным вазюканьем пальцами по грифу - она достаточно легкоусвояема и может похвастаться запоминающимися мелодиями.

The Faceless

Legion of the Serpent

Bring forth the commencing days An infernal Saurian nemesis appears The keepers of Earth Inferior minions of draconian descent Enforcing the rules of the ancient covenant Blazing orbs of the Sun Beating on a helpless Earth The serpentine order shall no longer hide The dimensional door brings the Gods to their side Warm blooded sacrifice to appease the thirst of the creatures who've hidden so long A servant of the omni-dimensional tall and strange bloodthirsty sentinals Sent to possess the hybrid creation Dimensional domination Keepers of the doorway between worlds Patrons of destruction Planters of ignorance Breeders of malevolence Sorcerers of possession

Заслуживающая внимания прогрессив-техно-дэт-метал (жанр-шашлык) формация из родины шампанского и коньяка (чего это я алкоголь вспомнил? о_О). Потрясающая песня, сочетающая в себе брутальность с мелодикой (больше в конце) и сыграна на впечатляющем уровне техничности. Чем-то "горожане" мне напомнили их земляков Gojira, хоть те играют в менее экстремальном ключе.

Gorod

Almighty's Murderer Blood is flooding my vision The crash of metal suffocates my hearing I'm loosing myself  I feel like a dead man All this biomechanics bypasses my brain  The cement of our survival Crumbles as if a second lasted a century Our beloved world is collapsing in front of us Driving Edaenia's fell  I feel like a dead man All this biomechanics bypasses my brain  With a child's purity With the strength of ten armies: Saviour, you were our chalice  Why did you decide to take us on My faith in you was blind Work was guiding the reconstruction, if only... You hadn't been held hostage By OM's legion, that's a lie Total Slander!! Men's exploitation won't exist in twenty fifth century There were no weapons You tell us to make some To faith Your answer is madness  With a child's purity With the strength of ten armies: Saviour, you were our chalice  Why did you decide to drive us to death  With a child's purity With the strength of ten armies: Saviour, you were our chalice  Why did you decide who your murderers should be My faith in you was blind Work was guiding the reconstruction, if only... A nation's symbol I crush with my own hands the seeings that created you Non humans, fear our sadism I have nothing left to lose Brutal rage, my entire beeing will unleash anathema No burden will be heavier to carry Than not to kill our executioner My tears are for you, Almighty I set intoxicated on destroying you Wiped out and disincarnated Your testament delivers your will of non-existence Mistake, you're but a mistake You're asking me to correct it, makes me edgy Every trick against your machine Make my neurons implode, make my soul die