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1.
Wormwood 04:52
The lungs of a dead earth Choking on dirt Bile and broken teeth Our plague is birthed Scourge of Abaddon Purged of our worth A collapse of our gnashed beliefs Our plague is birthed The silence of a broken creed Falls plaintive; blind, deaf, and mute it trembles Pariahs, sound the seventh song A choir of ruptured lungs to sing the praise of a blackened sun Bent toward the sky Starless, the night Wormwood, in bitter fall Rent from its flight Gnarled with vines Wormwood, with shivered thrall Corrupted under locust breath A miasma lies weightless, numbed in choler Above us in curdled pitch The scent of putrescent light that once fell deft on moon-fed wights Bent toward the sky Starless, the night Wormwood, in bitter fall Rent from its flight Gnarled with vines Wormwood, with shivered thrall Elohim aum His vassals The coldest sun Frozen black Dusk dawns The coldest sun Frozen black
2.
Deathless respite In holy plague Breathless reprise in cruciform graves A pox on our house An ode to our sins In simpering doubt, this stillborn prophet Devout believers Let flow your tongues A torrent of ill bred conceits Once bursting from lungs The sky is frozen The sun sleeps low The carcass of air that we breathe Delinquent and old Praise be to G-d Take my flesh Praise me as G-d's last holy convent
3.
Singing fevered praise To our ghostly Airavata Pale death-head In ebon faith These milky eyes and tusks upon us Thrice deathless Spite let us Pray Sick with fever dreams Tongues caked in dust Blistered, guttered pleas Betray us Behold my creed In deathless faith Twice paid in grief Corrupt and vain In dreaded opulence This albino’s monastery Oh frail divinity And wracked with black repentance Like wayside spendthrifts let us carry Our frail divinity In pale lividity Pray Sick with fever dreams Tongues caked in dust Blistered, guttered pleas Suns bathed in rust Pray! Pray! Tongues graved with lust Pray! Pray! Betray us In twilight The sky falls red Will God’s horn sound? This foul night With colic breath Churns seas and ground Our frail divinity In pale lividity Spite let us, kneel Pray Sick with fever dreams Tongues caked in dust Blistered, guttered pleas Suns bathed in rust Pray! Pray! Tongues graved with lust Pray! Pray! Betray us
4.
Abstention, a graceless act The voiced disdain of a voiceless tact I've slit my throat, to spite my neck But the gurgles of laughter I held, are now held back Cherished and crass and nourished with dust Scattered like ash, stale blood Cherished and crass and nourished with dust My tongue, parched and cankered, caresses my gums Cherished and crass and nourished with dust Scattered like ash, and cum Cherished and crass and nourished with dust My eyes, chalked and sightless, stare at the sun I've spit my breath, in fountains of phlegm I've mounted my cross, the mouthless HaShem I've spit my last breath, in fountains of phlegm I've mounted my cross as the son of lesser men Cherished and crass and nourished with dust Scattered like ash, stale blood Cherished and crass and nourished with dust My tongue, parched and cankered, caresses my gums Cherished and crass and nourished with dust Scattered like ash, and cum Cherished and crass and nourished with dust My eyes, chalked and sightless, stare at the sun Silence, give me silence My voice is a barren tomb Cherished and crass and nourished with dust Scattered like ash, stale blood Cherished and crass and nourished with dust My tongue, parched and cankered, caresses my gums Cherished and crass and nourished with dust Scattered like ash, and cum Cherished and crass and nourished with dust My eyes, chalked and sightless, stare at the sun
5.
Be Still 07:39
Preaching in endless whispers The snowfall came like every winter’s Believing the remnants had withered We never saw the ground was blistered And black with ice Cold and brittle skinned My breath has quickened Be still, this language Streaming in endless flutters The snowfall turned our words to stutters Now black with ice Cold and brittle skinned My breath has quickened Be still, this language In wan reproach Cold, with stilted grins Inflections stiffen Be still, this wasteland Culled through our silence Our veins are slowing And our hearts Once nourished with hope and compassion Shed the weight of a million suns Shed the burden of holding on Shed the burden of knowing love Our blood is viscous In these veins so coarse with id Snow falls still Cold and brittle skinned My breath has quickened Be still, this language In wan reproach Cold, with stilted grins Inflections stiffen Be still, this wasteland

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Debut EP.
We recorded this thing in Kevin's basement while his dog cowered behind the toilet upstairs. We're sorry, Sandy.

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released May 2, 2017

Bass: Kevin Gintoli
Drums: Josh Storms
Guitar, Backing Vocals: Tony Pellino
Lead Guitar, Vocals: Sean Harold

Lyrics by Sean.
Tracks 2, 3, and 5 music by Sean and Tony.
Tracks 1 and 4 music by Sean.

Produced by the band.
Recorded by Kevin.
Mixed, mastered, and all that crap by Sean.
Cover art by Sean.
Photos by Tony.

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We play doomy, sludgy crust punk. Japan loves us, they just don't know it yet.

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