Betonkrone Blutlinie by Wolf Temple

“Betonkrone & Blutlinie” is a violent prayer to the concrete jungle — an anthem forged from the rusted iron of street loyalty and the bloodlines that carry it. It’s Wolf Temple’s most aggressive release yet, pulling Kartal38’s voice from the depths of Germany’s urban warzones and dropping it over distorted drill beats and metallic trap production.

The record documents the paranoia of drone-filled skies, cartel alliances that end in betrayal, and the cold ambition of a fighter who wears a crown of concrete and carries a bloodline in his fists.

The hook bites like rebar in the cold:
“Betonkrone, kein Schlaf, kein Frieden / Blutlinie, wir gehen, wir siegen.”
(Concrete crown, no sleep, no peace / Bloodline, we move, we win.)

Kartal38’s cadence is both war chant and court testimony, spitting about deportations, lost brothers, and the temple masks that mark loyalty and betrayal alike.

Wolf Temple is an experimental grindhouse nightmare told in riffs, horror and rot.

Aztec blood horror meets barrio doom.

Visuals and album art by the Wolf Temple Art Collective @wolftempleart