Demo I

by Thieves

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sephira Aggressive, fast paced, and solid hardcore.

One of the greatest bands to ever come from Chicago area.
Pure emotion.
Pure passion.
Pure anger. Favorite track: Ruin.
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These recordings were released on cassette tapes in July of 2010.

Thanks to: Veronica, Eric Lee, Gino Scarem, the Giuliano family, Dan and Nothing to Nothing, Fare Thee Well, Life Won't Wait, Sarah and Ready Resist, Justin and Rattletooth, and anyone who has purcahsed our merchandise, lent us gear, given us a place to sleep, fed us, or gone home stained with our blood

Listen to: Nothing To Nothing, Fare Thee Well, All To Hell, Socially Retarded, Former Thieves, Life Won't Wait, Mourner, Ready Resist, Harms Way, Crooked Ways, Rattletooth, Iron Rain


released July 8, 2010

Thieves is:
Adam Thorsness - drums
Greg Klemm - bass and vocals
Vincent Giuliano - guitar
Bryan Gonzalez - guitar
Rudolf Schultz - vocals

All songs written and performed by thieves
All instruments recorded by gino scarem at red door studios
All vocals recorded by vincent giuliano
All songs mixed and mastered by eric lee

Photo by Greg Klemm
Art and layout by Rudolf Schultz -
Concept and art direction by Vincent Giuliano



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Track Name: Bastille
Bloodstained sand

Wading through fields of corpses
Fire spewed into the sky
Scorch the ground to weed out the rats
Vengeance sent from the swine
Trading one bed of flames for another
Their heads in bags, marked with a number

Beaten, tortured, bloodied and bruised
Left to starve, left to rot

At the hands of ignorant men
Track Name: Ruin
Drink the rivers dry
Drain every drop
Leave nothing left but dust
A swarm, a plague on the land
Devouring all in its path
It's nailed into your head
Lessons from culture's lips

Poison the ground
Ruin the air
Leave this world a lifeless husk
A swarm, a plague on the land
Devouring all in its path
It's nailed into your head
Lessons from culture's lips

The end draws near

We will collapse
On the corpse of this world
Everything will rot
There will be nothing left
You've brought this on yourselves
You've brought this on us all
Track Name: Prelate
Hands of evil crawl the skin of a child
Monsters commune inside a citadel of white
Preying upon the young and the meek
Shepherds spreading contagion among the sheep

A serpent with the tongue of a saint dripping with the spoils of the lamb

Thousands ruined by the hands of the holy behind closed doors
There is no end foul enough for their kind

Putrid bastards
Death would be too sweet an embrace

I would cherish all of their screams
I would wear their blood like a badge