Imagine a maniacal murderer trapped within Dartmoor Prison in Devon, England. Fueled by unquenchable rage, he hammers at the walls that confine him, and the more he does so the more he longs to hurt, to teach the monstrosity of pain, to kill and kill again.

That vicious sociopath who is trying to escape the hell around him, and to bring hell to the outside world, is the first-person protagonist in the song we’re bringing you today from the self-titled debut album by the part-Brazilian, part-British band Brutta — and the song is just as viscerally violent and frightening as the lyrics. It’s also so physically compulsive that it’s likely to pump your head like a fully-fueled piston. Continue reading »