Atelerix
The species of destruction
Know my name
For it will be the last thing that you
Ever say
Anointed in your blood
Forever you will stay
A memory of fucking hatred
Stay away
If your life you indeed value
Another day
In the shadow of my anger
Another day
In the life of the…
Five thousand ways to die
Razor like claws
That I’ll use to tunnel through your soul
Call me cute and learn
A wrath you’ve never know before
I’ll be your tormentor
For I am the Hog
I am the HogThe root of Hell
Has been fortified
By those that dig
And become immortalizedEyes black as pitch
I see through the night
Hiding in darkness
For fear of the light
It’s sanctuary
Sanctuary!
Round and round
The wheel slowly goes
Only stopping to devour those
That dare to call me small
The gnashing and gnawing
My mighty jaws make
The breaking and crutching
Of the lives that I take
I am the HogSpires
That pierce the sky
Messenger
Messenger of nocturnal kind
Our KindI am the Hog
Riddlebreak calls the dark void somewhere between Pretoria and Johannesburg (South Africa) their home. Since its original inception ten years ago, it has taken four member changes as well as two shifts in musical orbit to bring this current collective of weirdos together – and they have been inseparable since. Over the last 7 years they have snowballed to break minds, sub-genres and necks. It is difficult to put Riddlebreak in a box because the sound of an injured bear hurtling through space is not considered a genre in most circles.
Since its birth, the music has forged a trajectory within metal, remaining close to its progressive and metalcore neighbours. They draw inspiration from many curiosities, from hedgehogs to collapsing stars – always searching and exploring. Riddlebreak tests constructs, whether it be society, gender stereotypes, gravity or what constitutes the perfect potato salad. Their ever-contrasting ideas and sounds make Riddlebreak difficult to compartmentalise but impossible to ignore.
