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floodbringer
07:59
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searching over wasted land
choking up on collecting rust at hand
coalescing upon charred and
expired cultures in dust
the hunger eats into us
fragile minds can not escape
slithering godless - static chambers
we’ll eat either way
hope - i know we will
feed - to the rotting
piling - shambling
mound of horror coming
i can smell the metal
i can taste the rust
acidic wind approaching
all of us
oxidizing limbs aid fall
yearn to make us corpses for vasal
I can smell the metal
can you taste the rust
acidic winds approaching
all of us
fortress of steam
decay on all of our eve
fortress of steam
delay our reprieve
floodbringer
hope - i know you will
feed - into the rotting
piling - trembling
mound of horror coming
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summoned
07:26
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exhuming, stricken life, a shapeless face
pallet of dirt, blood, sweat, & smeared war paint
demon above the blood sun
tangerine skies, the coughs and cries
piercing through conditioned and controlled
riven stone, riven head
we’ve watched as it takes flight
exhale, exhume, sharpen blade again
exorcism relinquish endless
all crushing nightmare
pierced at cross, burned at stake, it reads the same
sacred texts promised hope, feed our guilt
the beast within, it eats our sin
sun bleached skies, chorus of lies
false promises of a purposeful life
riven stone, riven head
We watch as it takes flight
exhale, exhume, sharpen blade again
formless entity, faithless oppresses
relinquish our endless nightmare
those remain, run along, hold the shore
keep the form, a mother’s warn, of flashing lure
fallow shines of what reminds
the fallen, the summoned, approaching
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wake
04:45
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bodies left splintered
forced into jagged shapes
wrought yet never mistaken
desires left lost and forsaken
elders’ beacon, humming faint
rhythms as reminders of hope
tired serpents rest up on high
know we kept the lies as oath
beg starved along riverbed
lay bent against scattered flame
signal flare lights the night sky
static tongue beckons your name
this is the same dream
from which i will never wake
no more than an echo ringing
i hear the voices grow faint
now i don the pale mask
drape the tattered cloth across crooked back
glistening eyes seek the trail head
light peaks through the cracks in our home
beg starved along riverbed
lay bent against scattered flame
signal flare lights the night sky
static tongue beckons your name
only blind left to forge ahead
remnants buried under heaps of dead
fragile vein pulses grow slow and faint
barren dread will echo and wane
barren dread echoes and wanes
barren
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heretic to boar king
08:39
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pass up the offering
red shrouds covering
heretic brethren
faces sunken eyes dimming
shattering illusions
be it solace or reckoning
what we know now is only rot
left to cover left to scatter
minds slant and crooked
left arrested and empty
gift for those on our thrones
who rest atop our ash and our bone
loathe - pray- suffer unto the - cleanse
unhallowed, new beasts to dispel, light within
blight omens, they held true so now we must run
vermin approaching the cast aside
ravenous still remains of patricide
the mirrors exposing what we are
the windswept, the famished, this is family
light taken, swift from jealous gods, unrestrained
under roots, forced into the dark, omens end
blight omens, they kept true so now we must run
light taken, swift from jealous gods, omens end
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charred entrails
they mark the path ahead
as the wind carries ashes
axioms lost
virus spreads in shadows
contaminate our breath
the cracks in our lungs
grow like the cracks in our hands
empty prayers of empty men in shallow graves
loathsome dog, a setting sun, a vengeful god
empty prayers of empty men in shallow graves
loathsome dog, a setting sun, an absent god
paths converge
prey upon the dawn
passage of our time
forged paths of our fallen
burn tyrants
authors
facing now only faceless
lips against embers
walls crumble as our
Idols leave us to fall
fixed our gaze on
earned decay
ashes of tyrants
are left for eye less
are we a heiress
all is left
we’re empty
empty prayers of empty men in shallow graves
loathsome dog, a setting sun, a vengeful god
empty prayers of empty men in shallow graves
loathsome dog, a setting sun, an absent god
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hollow
04:04
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chrome are the hands
of the self appointed clergymen
look down upon the calloused palms
held up waiting held up quivering
to smear the tar across
our wide red dead eyes glossed
left longing to be left feeling numb
blind to the causes lost
not for want of faith
or displaced damaged nerves
as anointed hues of black
our hopes a stain growing lack
before we find ourselves
alone again home again
ripped away from heaven again
our disavowed earned salvation
give me one last look
at our sunless skies above
as the moons below dissipate
dimensional fears illuminate
a transience bound by only lust
to live to crawl to rest again
our greed damned eternal
our hollow corpse infernal
lay me down, rapture of roots
feel the wrap, rapture of roots
lay me down, let me seek
feel the pull, take me underneath
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writhing
11:31
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metallic
ashes coat our tongues
bathe our kin
mourning
bells pass across
burnt cinder plain
silent fallout
now falling faint
all of our pain
brings us right here
all of our dreams
forced into margins
ascension
grant us oblivion
we lay gathered
rested and restless
the fall of us warrant
lament, naive, regret
our new home
found in chasms
rifts of hope tremble
how we long to be gone
wretched bloodline, wretched blood year
writhing
all of our pain
bring us here now
all of our dreams
forced into margins
ascension
grant us oblivion
we lay gathered
rested and restless
the fall of us warrant
lament, naive, regret
all our hopes, beaten
as the light flickers
as we’re forced into the chasms
writhing out
let the light leave you
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Unico Tallahassee, Florida
samuel / guitar+vox
bradley / drums
swamp doom shit from Tallahassee, FL.
"7 minute sludge songs filled with existential dread."
"absolutely crushing in the best ways."
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