Revenge, I'm screaming revenge again
Wrong, I've been wrong for far too long
Been constantly so frustrated
I've moved mountains with less
When I channel my hate to productive
I don't find it hard to impress
Bones in traction
Hands break to hone raw energy
Bold and disastrous
My ears can't hear what you say to me
Hold your mouth for the war
Use it for what it's for
Speak the truth about me
Determined
Possessed, I feel a conquering will down inside me
Strength, the strength of many to crush who might stop me
My strength is in number
And my soul lies in every one
The releasing of anger can better any medicine under the sun
Bones in traction
Hands break to hone raw energy
Bold and disastrous
My ears can't hear what you say to me
Hold your mouth for the war
Use it for what it's for
Speak the truth about me
Determined
There comes a time within everyone
To close your eyes to what's real
No comprehension to fail
I vacuum the wind for my sail
Can't be the rest
Let others waste my time
Owning success is the bottom line
Like a knife into flesh
After life is to death
Pulling and punching the rest of duration
No one can piss on this determination
Pantera - Vulgar Display of Power Album Lyrics
Pantera - Vulgar Display of Power Lyrics
Writer: Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Darrell Abbott, Vincent Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
A New Level
Now a new look in my eyes my spirit rise
Forget the past
Present tense works and lasts
Got shit on
Pissed on
Spit on
Stepped on
F*cked with
Pointed at by lesser men
New life in place of old life
Unscarred by trials
A new level of confidence and power
Demanding plea for unity between us all
United stand
Death before divided fall
In mock military order
Vulgar
Power
Impatient
Because time is shorter
New life in place of old life
Unscarred by trials
A new level of confidence and power
That's right
No f*cking surrender
Can't lose
A new level, new level, of confidence, of confidence and power and power
A new level, new level, of confidence, of confidence and power and power
Life kills, life kills, life kills
Forget the past
Present tense works and lasts
Got shit on
Pissed on
Spit on
Stepped on
F*cked with
Pointed at by lesser men
New life in place of old life
Unscarred by trials
A new level of confidence and power
Demanding plea for unity between us all
United stand
Death before divided fall
In mock military order
Vulgar
Power
Impatient
Because time is shorter
New life in place of old life
Unscarred by trials
A new level of confidence and power
That's right
No f*cking surrender
Can't lose
A new level, new level, of confidence, of confidence and power and power
A new level, new level, of confidence, of confidence and power and power
Life kills, life kills, life kills
Writer: Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Darrell Abbott, Vincent Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Walk
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence?
One step from lashing out at you
You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend
I've got more friends like you, what do I do?
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me?
Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that sympathize
Can you hear the violins playing your song?
Those same friends tell me your every word
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk, are you talkin' to me?
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me?
No way, punk
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk, are you talkin' to me?
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me?
Walk on home, boy
One step from lashing out at you
You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend
I've got more friends like you, what do I do?
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me?
Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that sympathize
Can you hear the violins playing your song?
Those same friends tell me your every word
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk, are you talkin' to me?
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me?
No way, punk
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk, are you talkin' to me?
Respect, walk, what did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me?
Walk on home, boy
Writer: Rex Brown, Philip Anselmo, Darrell Lance Abbott, Vincent Paul Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Fucking Hostile
One, two, three, four!
Almost every day
I see the same face
On broken picture tube
It fits the attitude
If you could see yourself
You put you on a shelf
Your verbal masturbate
Promise to nauseate
Today I'll play the part of non-parent
Not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself
Not lie and make you believe what's evil
Is making love and making friends and meeting God your own way
The right way
To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
F*cking hostile!
We stand alone
The truth in right and wrong
The boundaries of the law
You seem to miss the point
Arresting for a joint?
You seem to wonder why
Hundreds of people die
You're writing tickets man
My mom got jumped, they ran!
Now I'll play a public servant
To serve and protect by the law and the state
I'd bust the punks that rape, steal and murder
And leave you be if you crossed me, I'd shake your hand like a man
Not a god
To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
F*cking hostile!
We stand alone
Vince!
Come meet your maker, boy
Some things you can't enjoy
Because of heaven, hell
A f*cking wives tale
They put it in your head
Then put you in your bed
He's watching say your prayers
'Cause God is everywhere
Now I'll play a man learning priesthood
Who's about to take the ultimate test in life
I'd question things because I am human
And call no one my father who's not closer than a stranger
I will not listen
To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
F*cking!
F*cking!
F*cking!
F*cking hostile!
Almost every day
I see the same face
On broken picture tube
It fits the attitude
If you could see yourself
You put you on a shelf
Your verbal masturbate
Promise to nauseate
Today I'll play the part of non-parent
Not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself
Not lie and make you believe what's evil
Is making love and making friends and meeting God your own way
The right way
To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
F*cking hostile!
We stand alone
The truth in right and wrong
The boundaries of the law
You seem to miss the point
Arresting for a joint?
You seem to wonder why
Hundreds of people die
You're writing tickets man
My mom got jumped, they ran!
Now I'll play a public servant
To serve and protect by the law and the state
I'd bust the punks that rape, steal and murder
And leave you be if you crossed me, I'd shake your hand like a man
Not a god
To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
F*cking hostile!
We stand alone
Vince!
Come meet your maker, boy
Some things you can't enjoy
Because of heaven, hell
A f*cking wives tale
They put it in your head
Then put you in your bed
He's watching say your prayers
'Cause God is everywhere
Now I'll play a man learning priesthood
Who's about to take the ultimate test in life
I'd question things because I am human
And call no one my father who's not closer than a stranger
I will not listen
To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
F*cking!
F*cking!
F*cking!
F*cking hostile!
Writer: Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Darrell Abbott, Vincent Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
This Love
If ever words were spoken
Painful and untrue
I said I loved but I lied
In my life
All I wanted
Was the keeping
Of someone like you
As it turns out
Deeper within me
Love was twisted and pointed at you
(Never ending pain, quickly ending life)
You keep this love (thing), love (child), love (toy)
You keep this love (fist), love (scar), love (break)
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love
I'd been the tempting one
Stole her from herself
This gift in pain
Her pain was life
And sometimes I feel so sorry
I regret this (the hurting of you)
But you make me so unhappy
I'd take my life (and leave love with you)
(I'd kill myself for you, I'd kill you for myself)
You keep this love (thing), love (child), love (toy)
You keep this love (fist), love (scar), love (break)
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love
No more head trips
You keep this love (thing), love (child), love (toy)
You keep this love (fist), love (scar), love (break)
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love
You keep this love
You keep this love
You keep this love
You keep this love
Painful and untrue
I said I loved but I lied
In my life
All I wanted
Was the keeping
Of someone like you
As it turns out
Deeper within me
Love was twisted and pointed at you
(Never ending pain, quickly ending life)
You keep this love (thing), love (child), love (toy)
You keep this love (fist), love (scar), love (break)
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love
I'd been the tempting one
Stole her from herself
This gift in pain
Her pain was life
And sometimes I feel so sorry
I regret this (the hurting of you)
But you make me so unhappy
I'd take my life (and leave love with you)
(I'd kill myself for you, I'd kill you for myself)
You keep this love (thing), love (child), love (toy)
You keep this love (fist), love (scar), love (break)
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love
No more head trips
You keep this love (thing), love (child), love (toy)
You keep this love (fist), love (scar), love (break)
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love, love, love
You keep this love
You keep this love
You keep this love
You keep this love
You keep this love
Writer: Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Darrell Abbott, Vincent Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Rise
We've got no time to lose
Your news is old news
Hate this, hate me, hate this
Right approach for the wrong
It's time to spread the word
Let the voice be heard
All of us, one of us, all of us
Dominate and take the motherf*cking world
Mass prediction, unification
Breathing life into our lungs
EVERY creed and EVERY kind
To give us depth for strength
Taught when we're young to hate one another
It's time to have a new reign of power
Make pride universal so no one gives in
Turn our backs on those who oppose
Then when confronted we ask them the question
What's wrong with their mind?
What's wrong with your mind?
[Chorus]
It's time to RISE
We've lived with past mistakes
And we've lived with our own
Forgive, forget forgive
Be a man, not a child
There are to tears for peace
Of the common sympathies
Educate, reinstate, educate
A thing of past
The trouble in the states
It's time to rise
Your news is old news
Hate this, hate me, hate this
Right approach for the wrong
It's time to spread the word
Let the voice be heard
All of us, one of us, all of us
Dominate and take the motherf*cking world
Mass prediction, unification
Breathing life into our lungs
EVERY creed and EVERY kind
To give us depth for strength
Taught when we're young to hate one another
It's time to have a new reign of power
Make pride universal so no one gives in
Turn our backs on those who oppose
Then when confronted we ask them the question
What's wrong with their mind?
What's wrong with your mind?
[Chorus]
It's time to RISE
We've lived with past mistakes
And we've lived with our own
Forgive, forget forgive
Be a man, not a child
There are to tears for peace
Of the common sympathies
Educate, reinstate, educate
A thing of past
The trouble in the states
It's time to rise
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No Good (Attack the Radical)
In the states there's a problem with race
Because of ignorant past burned fires
From evolution we've been killing each other
I figure man should have it down to a science
No chance
Not for a minute
Not for a second
I won't be defensive
I'm straight out in my opinion
You'd better listen to a man who knows what he is saying
I've seen your side
You run and hide for the mere fact that you feel inferior
Be superior
And know your interior
Race, pride, prejudice
Black man, white man
No stand
Live in the past
We make it last
A hated mass
No solution
Mind pollution
For revolution
So low behold my eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
You blame oppression and play the role of criminals
To rape and burn show progress is minimal
White hoods and militants you know it's such a pity
Living, breathing
Violence in your city
If one man
Had one home
In one world
Held live alone without variety
Full of anxiety
No one to point at, question
Or even talk to in his private grave
No matter what color
He wouldn't be saved from hell
He dwells
A closed mind playing the part of prison cells
Race, pride, prejudice
Black man, white man
No stand
Live in the past
We make it last
A hated mass
No solution
Mind pollution
For revolution
So low behold my eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
So low behold your eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
Ooh
Because of ignorant past burned fires
From evolution we've been killing each other
I figure man should have it down to a science
No chance
Not for a minute
Not for a second
I won't be defensive
I'm straight out in my opinion
You'd better listen to a man who knows what he is saying
I've seen your side
You run and hide for the mere fact that you feel inferior
Be superior
And know your interior
Race, pride, prejudice
Black man, white man
No stand
Live in the past
We make it last
A hated mass
No solution
Mind pollution
For revolution
So low behold my eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
You blame oppression and play the role of criminals
To rape and burn show progress is minimal
White hoods and militants you know it's such a pity
Living, breathing
Violence in your city
If one man
Had one home
In one world
Held live alone without variety
Full of anxiety
No one to point at, question
Or even talk to in his private grave
No matter what color
He wouldn't be saved from hell
He dwells
A closed mind playing the part of prison cells
Race, pride, prejudice
Black man, white man
No stand
Live in the past
We make it last
A hated mass
No solution
Mind pollution
For revolution
So low behold my eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
So low behold your eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
Ooh
Writer: Rex Brown, Philip Anselmo, Darrell Abbott, Vincent Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Live In A Hole
Full of grief I scream at the wind
Thought I heard the words of others
Imprison myself and stay in a shell
I won't let you in to have a story to tell
Things tend to drag me down
Don't understand so they hate me now
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I'll die alone
I promised myself somewhere in teenage life
I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like
Live in a hole but stay close to my kind
'Cause they understand what burns in my mind
I still feel incomplete
Friends are few and far between
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I'll die alone
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I'll die alone
My fear grips me
My fear grips me
My fear
Grips me
Thought I heard the words of others
Imprison myself and stay in a shell
I won't let you in to have a story to tell
Things tend to drag me down
Don't understand so they hate me now
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I'll die alone
I promised myself somewhere in teenage life
I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like
Live in a hole but stay close to my kind
'Cause they understand what burns in my mind
I still feel incomplete
Friends are few and far between
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I'll die alone
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I'll die alone
My fear grips me
My fear grips me
My fear
Grips me
Writer: Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Darrell Abbott, Vincent Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Regular People (Conceit)
I've trampled on that road
That you think you own
You have that smart ass attitude
It's time to stop the fiction
I live it every day
While you're mind's far away
I'm out here putting pride on the line
And you case on me with pure respect
One chance at one thing
Hard time is coming
My time, your pain
I reign on you
You, you think you own
I take away
Take it with me
You think you own
I took away
Made it my own
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
There's so many times
You practice in your mirror
To be just like me
But you just can't see
You ain't got the balls, son
I fight for love of brother
Your friends fight one another
You can't see because your head's up your ass
And just in cast you think you're bad
I crush your rush
I rule you fool
I'm immovable stone in your world of weak, I speak
You, you think you own
I take away
Take it with me
You, you think you own
I took away
Made it my own
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Don't f*ck with this
That you think you own
You have that smart ass attitude
It's time to stop the fiction
I live it every day
While you're mind's far away
I'm out here putting pride on the line
And you case on me with pure respect
One chance at one thing
Hard time is coming
My time, your pain
I reign on you
You, you think you own
I take away
Take it with me
You think you own
I took away
Made it my own
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
There's so many times
You practice in your mirror
To be just like me
But you just can't see
You ain't got the balls, son
I fight for love of brother
Your friends fight one another
You can't see because your head's up your ass
And just in cast you think you're bad
I crush your rush
I rule you fool
I'm immovable stone in your world of weak, I speak
You, you think you own
I take away
Take it with me
You, you think you own
I took away
Made it my own
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Most regular people would say
It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don't f*ck with this
Don't f*ck with this
Writer: Darrell Lance Abbott, Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Vincent Paul Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
By Demons Be Driven
Serving the faith
Abduction the oath
It lie in wait for the offering
Religion is old
For drawing the young
Purity withers and dies
Never return to the ones that provided
Children draining parents of will
I hold out my hand to bloodless child
I'm taken by the one I was saving
From death (death, death, death)
By demons, be driven (driven)
By demons, be driven (be driven)
Oh
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
With decline in mind, end not far
We're left hanging alone here
He pulls us from nails
Shatters our bones
Leaving us crippled and strewn
Boiling my corpse in the blood of his children
Praying for his god to prevail
Burying us with loved ones
To sleep with shelled children
Of the sixth dimension (dimension, dimension, dimension)
By demons, be driven (driven)
By demons, be driven (be driven)
Oh
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
By demons, be driven (driven)
By demons, be driven (be driven)
Oh
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
By (beckon the call, beckon the call) (by demons)
Demons (beckon the call, beckon the call) (be driven)
Be (beckon the call, beckon the call) (by demons)
Driven (beckon the call, beckon the call) (be driven)
Abduction the oath
It lie in wait for the offering
Religion is old
For drawing the young
Purity withers and dies
Never return to the ones that provided
Children draining parents of will
I hold out my hand to bloodless child
I'm taken by the one I was saving
From death (death, death, death)
By demons, be driven (driven)
By demons, be driven (be driven)
Oh
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
With decline in mind, end not far
We're left hanging alone here
He pulls us from nails
Shatters our bones
Leaving us crippled and strewn
Boiling my corpse in the blood of his children
Praying for his god to prevail
Burying us with loved ones
To sleep with shelled children
Of the sixth dimension (dimension, dimension, dimension)
By demons, be driven (driven)
By demons, be driven (be driven)
Oh
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
By demons, be driven (driven)
By demons, be driven (be driven)
Oh
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
Beckon the call, beckon the call
By (beckon the call, beckon the call) (by demons)
Demons (beckon the call, beckon the call) (be driven)
Be (beckon the call, beckon the call) (by demons)
Driven (beckon the call, beckon the call) (be driven)
Writer: Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Darrell Abbott, Vincent Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Hollow
What's left inside him?
Don't he remember us?
Can't he believe me?
We seemed like brothers
Talked for hours last night
About what we want to be
I sit now with his hand in mine
But I know he can't feel (feel)
No one knows what's done is done
It's as if he were dead
I'm close with his mother
And she cries endlessly
Lord, how we miss him
At least what's remembered
It's so important to make best friends in life
But it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions
No one knows what's done is done
It's as if he were dead
(He as hollow as I alone now)
(He as hollow as I alone now)
(He as hollow as I alone now)
(He as hollow as I alone)
He as hollow as I alone
A shell of my friend
Just flesh and bone
There's no soul
He sees no love
I shake my fists at skies above
Mad
At gods
Mad
He as hollow as I converse
I wish he'd waken from this curse
Hear my words before it's through
I want to come in after you
My best friend
My best friend
Whoa, yeah
Come back
(He as hollow as I alone now)
(He as hollow as I alone now)
Don't he remember us?
Can't he believe me?
We seemed like brothers
Talked for hours last night
About what we want to be
I sit now with his hand in mine
But I know he can't feel (feel)
No one knows what's done is done
It's as if he were dead
I'm close with his mother
And she cries endlessly
Lord, how we miss him
At least what's remembered
It's so important to make best friends in life
But it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions
No one knows what's done is done
It's as if he were dead
(He as hollow as I alone now)
(He as hollow as I alone now)
(He as hollow as I alone now)
(He as hollow as I alone)
He as hollow as I alone
A shell of my friend
Just flesh and bone
There's no soul
He sees no love
I shake my fists at skies above
Mad
At gods
Mad
He as hollow as I converse
I wish he'd waken from this curse
Hear my words before it's through
I want to come in after you
My best friend
My best friend
Whoa, yeah
Come back
(He as hollow as I alone now)
(He as hollow as I alone now)
Writer: Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Darrell Abbott, Vincent Abbott
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Vulgar Display of Power is the sixth studio album by American heavy metal band Pantera. Released on February 25, 1992, through Atco Records, it was the band's second collaboration with producer Terry Date, after having worked with him on their breakthrough album Cowboys from Hell (1990).
The album was well received by both critics and fans, and is Pantera's highest selling album to date, eventually being certified double platinum. It is often considered one of the most influential heavy metal albums of the 1990s.
In 2017, Rolling Stone ranked Vulgar Display of Power 10th on their list of 'The 100 Greatest Metal Albums of All Time'. Several of its tracks have become among the band's best known, such as "Mouth for War", "A New Level", "Walk", "Fucking Hostile", and "This Love". Vulgar Display of Power received an expanded reissue in 2012, including an unreleased track, "Piss".
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PanteraThe album was well received by both critics and fans, and is Pantera's highest selling album to date, eventually being certified double platinum. It is often considered one of the most influential heavy metal albums of the 1990s.
In 2017, Rolling Stone ranked Vulgar Display of Power 10th on their list of 'The 100 Greatest Metal Albums of All Time'. Several of its tracks have become among the band's best known, such as "Mouth for War", "A New Level", "Walk", "Fucking Hostile", and "This Love". Vulgar Display of Power received an expanded reissue in 2012, including an unreleased track, "Piss".
Genre(s): Groove metal
Producer(s): Terry Date, Vinnie Paul
Length: 52:48
Released: February 25th, 1992
Year: 1992