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“FREAKTOWN” is the sophomore album and lovechild of A Victim Of Society. The sound of rock psychedelia, that the duo used to have, met new band member, Padelis, and his drum kit and together they pushed everything into high gear. The result is “FREAKTOWN”, eight songs full of psychedelic guitars and primal beats recorded with respect to the bands’ live performance and sound.

The album is focused on what happened when the three of them started playing together. The songs that they composed are the soundtrack of all the things they talked about and the things they talked about are found in the lyrics of these songs. They worked on electronic beats, drums, guitars and bass synths and turned them into eight living things. They played every song live, over and over again, in the same obsessive order, until each one of them was alive and ready to be captured in the studio. “FREAKTOWN” is all of these elements together, locked, in the form the band gave them.

Out on LP (incl. cd version) and digital album via Inner Ear.

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released April 26, 2017

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All songs composed by A Victim Of Society
Produced by A Victim Of Society, Nikos Triantafyllou & Iraklis Vlachakis
Bass & Synth sounds produced by Bonebrokk
Mixed and engineered by Nikos Triantafyllou & Iraklis Vlachakis
Mastered by Iraklis Vlachakis
Recorded at Sonic Playground & Studio Irida

Illustration by Antonis Kalamaras Prapas
Graphic design by Ifigenia Vasiliou

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A Victim Of Society Athens, Greece

A Victim Of Society is a lo-fi project, formed in 2011 by Vagelis Makris (vocals, guitars) and Fotis Ntouskas in Athens, Greece.In 2015 Pantelis Karasevdas (drums) joined the band. Their first release was a DIY limited edition 6 track cassette. Their debut album “Distractions” was released via Inner Ear in April 2014. ... more

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Track Name: The Quick And The Dead
They constantly degrade you
to glorify their gods.
One send his son to save you
but let lim die on a wooden cross.

Half truths and corrupted
stories and even lies.
I wonder when you’ll find out
when someone dies just simply dies.

They say come on, come on,
i can feel him inside you so strong.

They say come on, come on,
won’t do you any harm or any wrong.

Designed to have control
and keep you in your place.
Enslave your wicked soul
teach you hate another race.

Beware those who preach the love
beware those who preach the peace.
Hate like a snake will crawl
and war will burn the golden fleece.

They say come on, come on
i can feel him inside you so strong.

They say come on, come on,
won’t do you any harm or any wrong.

Be gone, be gone
we don’t need a messiah anymore.

Be gone, be gone
you kill what differs from your own.
Track Name: Potential Mental Patient
I don’t wanna feel.
I know this is unreal.
I don’t wanna feel.
Why i wanna kill kill kill

Can you make it stop?
Can you raise the hope?
Sharpen on a strop.
Tell me should i stop stop stop.

Suicide pill.
Is there any thrill?
Am i mentally ill?
why i wanna kill kill kill?

Turn a blind eye.
We should give a try.
Stop being shy.
Now lets get high high high.

Turn a blind eye.
We should give a try.
Stop being shy.
Now lets get high high high.

Something makes me feel.
I’m sure that this is real.
Block the escape wheel.
I don’t wanna kill kill kill.
Track Name: Liar
I’ll let you believe
that you own the world.
Cause I’m a liar,
cause I’m a liar.

I’ll give you things
but i’ll take back more.
Cause I’m a liar,
cause I’m a liar.

I’ll be you’re friend
but i’ll stab you in the end.
Cause I’m a liar,
cause I’m a liar.

Promises i break
the truth i bend.
Cause I’m a liar,
cause I’m a liar.


Don’t worry now
and enjoy your heydays.
But i’m a liar,
but i’m a liar

I know the way out
of this fucking maze.
But i’m a liar,
but i’m a liar

You’ll crave things that
you don’t even need.
But i’m a liar,
but i’m a liar

Promises i break
the truth i bleed
But i’m a liar,
but i’m a liar
Track Name: Would You Care?
Would you care if i’m gone?
What if they told you that i died?
Would care to move on?

Would they
care anyone at all?

It is starting to dawn.
What if they tell you that i tried?
Would you care if i’m gone?

Would they
care anyone at all?

It seems to me that you’re not listening anymore.
I’m gonna shout, i’m gonna shout,
i’m gonna shout, and then scream some more.
Track Name: Amnesia
Ηχηρά λουκέτα
μας κλείσαν εδώ.
Με ξένα ρούχα
με ντύσαν και τώρα ετσι ζω.

Έχω πια ξεχάσει
τι ήθελα να πω.
Το ξεριζώσανε απο ψυχή
και μυαλό.

Έχω πια ξεχάσει
τι ήθελα να πω.
Το ξεριζώσανε απο ψυχή
και μυαλό.

Άπειροι ψεύτες
μ’αγριεμένες φωνές.
Φυμώσαν τις σκέψεις
αφήσαν πληγές ανοιχτές.

Σε γλυκά παραμύθια
με πικρές τροφές
σε χώσαν να κλαις
σε χώσαν και κλαις.

Σε γλυκά παραμύθια
με πικρές τροφές
σε χώσαν να κλαις
σε χώσαν και κλαις.
Track Name: A Painful Heritage Of Beauty (Natalie)
Natalie the beauty is yours,
now the bugs are all chained to the oars.

Hold him close, hold him close,
in the sky i can see flying crows.

Natalie try to sleep, try to some sleep
cause your beauty is only skin deep.

The boy is dead look ahead
try to shake the fear from your head.

Natalie became naive
now the bugs are absent without leave.

Coming closer to the brink
but insomnia has troubled her to think.

Natalie you’re like dead air
your bed and body are no longer there.

She is confused
she’s not afraid
She drunk the poison
that she kept under her bed.

Natalie you’re like dead air
your bed and body are no longer there.

A spirit now
she’s now dead
She drunk the poison
that she kept under her bed.
Track Name: Attention Whore
She was standing at the bar inside
busy getting her usual wine.

Everyone knew who Sally was
she was a girl without a cause.

Leaving traces wherever she goes
the men are falling like dominoes.

Socialistically expressing some thought
she has been fucking with drawing lots.

She’s an, attention whore.
She’s an, attention whore.
She’s an, attention whore.
She’s the main act today
and tomorrow just decor.

Couldn’t decide between right and wrong
you sleazy thing you put them on.

The room was small for her precious soul
it’s time to bail tired of rock&roll.

You want if fast and want in now
when city sleeps you hit the next town.

Her dress is ripped but she doesn’t mind
she’s in a hurry just leave them behind.

She’s an, attention whore.
She’s an, attention whore.
She’s an, attention whore.
She’s the main act today
and tomorrow just decor.

Now she saw and tried to hide
from the big and glorious light.

Pretend she is just fine
the only thing she had was wine.

Now she’s running while stood still
she turned around and looked at Bill.

Their father was a drunk
he’s never been entirely frank.

Now she rides the memory lane
the path she choose the same.

Pretend she is just fine
she’s only looking for some wine.
Track Name: Freaktown
Every one in this fucking town
they’re so judgemental, no faults allowed.

They ride horses, with blinkers on
they weaving flags with nothing on.

Every one in this fucking town
I wonder who is and who’s not proud.

They got high hopes without trying,
for a while i though they’re flying.

Every one in this fucking town
they try to help when I’m around.

But when the rough times surfing up
they skit and ask how did it all start.

Every one in this fucking town
they’re so judgemental, no faults allowed.

They ride horses, with blinkers on
they weaving flags with nothing on

with nothing on
with nothing on
with nothing on
with nothing on

Every one in this fucking town
they try to help when I’m around.

But when the rough times surfing up
they skit and ask how did it all start.