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Sleep Paralysis
01:07
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Sleep Paralysis
Trapped in covers
What’s going on
Shapeless mutters
Heart turned goblin
Light is sucked
Into the walls
Hands pressed down
Onto my chest
Pooling like piss
At the base of my ribs
You save yourself
You do what's right
One of a kind
Hope that works for you
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2. |
Flies Choke the Grove
01:15
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Flies Choke the Grove
Masterpiece of fleshy wastelands and vast organs and pulsating vessels of mucus and tissue.
Malarial death strung along a gutter gutted dove on a putrid river of fattened pigs.
Sacrament of Jesus starvation of Gandhi earthy wants and needs are all we have in this void.
Intangible message verbs from a mouth of crooked shameful teeth flies choke the grove and men scream.
Sigh into the world
Spit into its face
Flies choke the grove
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Cleanser
00:17
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Cleanser
I am a janitor
Slinking my dampened mop
Over scuffed up floors
I will cleanse this place
I am a janitor
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Single-minded Annihilation
Here we are, alive
Cloaked in shit
Sucking out
All the blood, primal lust for life
Crude stained hands
Reaching toward nil
Idiots. Moth. Burning up.
Scourge. Pissing on itself.
Mitotic neon glow scars the surface
Poison leaking out of capillary sewage flow
Searing embers set aflame the oceans
Oily residue caked on an infant face
Escape the dregs of mortal failure
My skin peels back velocity increasing
The ship is flung away into the sky
To anywhere but Earth
Screams of the child, scent of the burning fat
Gluttony will be the end, endlessly destroy
Change is futile
Earth is a constant
Sun, giver of life
Mother is gone from the sky
When they left us, they left our testes sterile
Infertile wombs
My hovels plastered in ancient relics from before
Exodus left us stranded
We carry on through the stars in our ship
Shut it, shut it off, kill the life support
Gluttony will be the end, endlessly destroy
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Mass Mutation
The sky splits open
The unsparing storm
Desecrates the dead
The giant head
Spews strange men
Onto the snow
They take us screaming
Into their void
Radiate, skin is shed
Forced to choke on my own flesh
I am not who I was
I am changed, my thoughts deranged
Mind and body fucked
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6. |
Remnant Light
03:32
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Remnant Light
The sky splits open
A hail of fire falls
Trees shiver and shrivel
Skin bubbles and pops
When you are walking
Beneath these quiet waters
Faces charred and sullen
Lost in majesty
The sky is plastered with the remnant light
The wind rushes in tearing at my eyes
Once great now vacant cities stained and dry
The heathens left infertile
Take apart the symbol
Its pieces have unfurled
Awake and unceasing
Emitting radiation
When you are walking
Beneath these quiet waters
Faces charred and sullen
Lost in empathy
The sky is plastered with the remnant light
The wind rushes in tearing at my eyes
Once great now vacant cities stained and dry
The heathens left infertile
Scattered viscera
Crumpled skin
Stains on the walls
Soundwaves stretched thin
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7. |
Death Process
00:23
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Death Process
I look into the mirror
I see an old shit stain
My skin so grey
Tear it away
I fucking hate
My sunken eyes
My age
My age
My age
My age
I wanna be young
I wanna laugh again
I want every second
To not fucking suck
How old am I?
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8. |
Overgrowth
01:19
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(instrumental)
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Choir of the Submerged Church
A flake of snow
Repeating repeating each piece equal
Lion worm coiled
There is no spark at the center of it all
The prison walls sparkle like the eyes of a beast
Terrifying wheel part of which we are tied
Turning at the whim of its sum
Scrape together, compress
See how it's been done forever
Fractal carved by fractal
Bleeding itself
Each piece the whole
No one pulls the lever just a system
Gnashing organic form into the product shat
Stitched into use self-realizing pure growth
Manipulates the command key
The market of totality
Carried out by frogs
Shot forth from the bay into the world
Subsumed in the market of totality
The hungry machine of pulsing matter
History culminates in the frog
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Bonus track: Mind-artifact Espionage
Broken glass on concrete floor
Bloodshot eyes sore from the mask
My past self is coming to kill me
Triclops blinded open fire
Rivers of casings flow
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Vomit Fist New York, New York
Vomit Fist hails from New York City, delivering hard, fast blackened grindcore with ultra-high energy stage performances. Founders Nick Vürdoth Didkovsky and his son Leo Lurkrot Didkovsky teamed up with Malcolm Skrag the Screecher Hoyt and burst onto the underground metal scene in 2013, playing hardcore matinees, all-ages shows, DIY garage events as well as festival dates and club gigs. ... more
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