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What Lurks Below
04:32
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Unmarked graves forever wilt in the shade
Unmarked graves forever decay, they bathe in grey
Unending morbid sleep
Welcome to the eulogy where not a single soul shall weep
So hideous and foul
Disgusting, sick, perverse
Into the vapid nothingness, a fitting end for those who lurk
We gather in rejoice to and abortion of life
These fiends sent to the void
How they’ll writhe endlessly
Revel in obscurity
Not alive but not quite dead
They are subject to the torture of a conscious death
Tossing and turning in the grave, forever and ever and ever a restless grave
Rigor mortis sets deep how bittersweet
Decayed, rotten, fucked for eternity
Six feet deep where light dares to never seep
Decay, the grave enslaves
Under the tree, marinade in a casket
Fruit for worms as it ripens, so rotten
Bathe in grey, forever a restless grave
Bathe in grey forever and a fucking day
Just another bag of bones that will fertilise the terra form below
You will reap the rotten oats you’ve sewn
Stain the flesh with the soil of the earth and commit these vessels to the depths forever
We gather in rejoice to and abortion of life
These fiends sent to the void
How they’ll writhe endlessly
Revel in obscurity
Not alive but not quite dead
They are subject to the torture of a conscious death
Tossing and turning in the grave, forever and ever and ever a restless grave
The moon forever holds it sway
The weight of thine actions sent thee to an early grave
Pennies placed over lifeless eyes
If you dance with death you will pay the price
Stain the flesh with the soil of the earth
Commit these vessels to the depths
How senseless life, how precious death
Forever flesh condemned
Hallelujah!
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Slave To The Grave
03:32
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Slave to the fucking grave, humidity hangs in my brain
Slave to the fucking grave, my hand complete I carve in shame
Father of the flesh, all of death be dealt by my hand
Purveyor of death, into the depths, I erupt with carnal bliss
Lonely graves touched by the moon, ten by four in rows of two
Thick blooded wrapped tightly in silk
Pledged to the tree that does bear rottenfruit
Sweet coronary treat reveal to me the sins you keep
Sweet coronary treat reveal the souls anatomy
Reveal the sins you keep, gutted to host the horror of humanity
O’ hypocrisy thy name, heavy soul can't bare the weight
My blood debt remains unpaid, forever fucked I shall remain
Forever fucked, O’ death creeping ‘round every corner
Willingly I will surrender to slaughter
By extension of thy sins the reaper's scythe will kiss thine skin
Return to terra form slave to the grave forever more
It's not a question of my sanity but rather why did I devote myself to this belief when the depths of my depravity extend through my disease, so now I relinquish mortality
I'm falling in and out of consciousness by way of blade my wrists are flayed
By way of blade,my wrists are flayed
I am a slave, a slave, a slave to the fucking grave
How it breathes! it writhes! It seethes
Reveal to me the sins you keep, blasphemy the Rotten seed
The roots and organs are forever entwined
Blossom into the tree, flora and flesh now splintered in harmony
O’ hypocrisy thy name, I bend and break under the weight
A blood debt paid to cleanse my shame, forever fucked I shall remain
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Immurement
03:43
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Let me rot in peace, O’ dear lover how i envy thee
Swallowed by the shadows, consumed with grief and an orphaned child; soon to be
I long to be incarcerated, buried six feet deep
For when i look upon our son your face is all i see
Such striking similarites, torturing my being
Bury me in sorrow, my love abandoned me
Send me to the gallows, the noose is calling me
Crawling back into the crypt, solitude is found at the end of my wit
Incarcerate me brick by brick, So lock me in this dungeon and throw away the key
With bricks and mortar i shall seal myself away from prying eyes to see
I held on with gritted teeth but minutes, turned to hours, turned to days the second that your breathing ceased, I feeling a calling inside to spend eternity with my beloved slowly rotting side by side, no fucking speech or eulogy
Just throw me to the worms like rotten meat and let the silence speak for me
“DEATH, DEATH, DEATH”
I place my head onto his chest
“DEATH, DEATH, DEATH”
A silent end to this romance
Drink to the fall of a love so wretched, i will kiss his coffin praying for a congregation
“SELFISH, SELFISH!”
I’ve left our child helpless, locked in this dungeon, the dread consuming me
Exhaustion i await for thee, If these four walls could speak they’d fucking scream
O’ how i wish i’d bought a blade into this tomb you see
This could have been so fast and painless, woe is me, and now im only left to think
That if it weren't for my selfishness our child may have grown to live in peace
But alas he will bloom into beast, a vessel for insanity the saviour that this earth so dearly needs
Bury me in sorry, a family torn from me
Early grave enveloped, bring forth insanity
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The Wayward Home
04:39
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Find pleasure in pain
Salivating, whilst the razor is aching
To spoil the fruit rotten black and disgusting
Hiding by shadows just biding my time
Aroused by the thought of their lifeless eyes
It is there I bath in the dark watching my prey
Heinous spreading through my brain spreading like a plague
Unsuccessful to resist the urge to purge is to cleanse fetid worms of the earth
On and on day after day, wallowing eyes staring back at me
Black soul, Hail Horror
Raised by the razor I cleanse in thy name
Black soul, hail horror
Born in the gutter forever in darkness I bathe
Find pleasure in pain, euphoria stems from my sick act of shame
So numb to the sickness I cast on my prey
I lay here in squalor just bathing grey
pleading for death with one foot in the grave
On and on day after day painting my arms with my own self disdain
Descend into depravity it's pull becomes my gravity
To be or not to be? I'd rather make them fucking bleed
Bite and break these chains and all I taste is rust
Wipe this slate, as I soak my hands in bleach
Repress these thoughts of agony, I cleanse myself of memory
Miserable mess, depressed I'm worthless, a wretch
Extending my sins unto all I see fit, guided by blade yet again stained my slate
Wasted potential now wilts in the shade
I was born into the dark into the dark and that’s where I stay, tragedy pouring from my veins
Uncontrollable to resist the urge, traced with a dagger my sins I will purge
On and on day after day
Pleading for death with one foot in the grave
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My eyes see red, in schizophrenic luminance
O’ how the tears taste bittersweet, when it's your mind that has deceived
Indulge in death, a penny paid for every wretch
I long to sigh my final breath, to go the way of all flesh
a sick fuck, a feeling – sick, that wont remit, A hysterical mess
I long to sigh my final breath, O’ my dear mother how could you abandon me?
Only a child left to fend for life at a tender age
A bad seed planted by vile hands such careless placement
Under the tree bloom into beast embrace insanity
And i find no shame in adding another disgrace to my family name
The shadow of death is a title i claim, my sins are inherit im truly insane
Abuse the sanctity of life, worship the majesty of death
Nature has nurtured me in darkness, I've grown from nothingness
They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
And as you’d guess I am a wretch, I'm just as rotten as he
a sick fuck, a feeling sick to no relent
Oh god! Will this ever fucking end?
I long to sigh my final breath, do not resuscitate these words carved into my chest
Circling the drain I am longing for the grave
As the color fades from my face I taste the product of my pain
Do not resuscitate these words carved into my chest
And to my father, a curse you have bestowed on me
No longer do i fear but rather question what it is to die?
This bloodline tainted - generation after generation
Curiousity satisfied as I relinquish my life
And i feel no pain adding another suicide to my family’s shame
Release is found firmly pressed against my head at barrels length
a slave to the grave, a slave to the grave.
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Âme Noire Melbourne, Australia
Melancholic Death Metal, est. 2017
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