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Plague Whispers

by Moru

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    Cassette tape of the EP Plague Whispers featuring artwork designed by Christopher Phillips, released on Delayed Gratification Records.

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1.
Anathema 03:05
Clawing at my face and eyes, The shrieking of my failures call me down into the black Tearing away the facets of my frail humanity. Fragmented bone is all that holds the pieces still. Cut the ties with the scrap skin I’ve been wrapped in Vermin Rust chokes the air from my sepulcher. Bloated filth scuttles in the dark. Force fed the ashes of my god. Ill-disposed voices shriek at the scorched sky Beneath the shell Chaos forever reeling Life yanked from the void Nothing will escape the darkness of entropy. Live in spite.
2.
Slowchoke 03:17
Unwillingly Dragged to light. You scream. You plead. You writhe. Cling to life With your fear, my rage is slaked Pure terror in every breath you take, I can’t, I won’t Stop. Flail. Bleeding at the seams. Choke on your teeth. Justified. Rotten husk. Acrid stench. Parasite. My indifference to your suffering Is your disregard of decency. Tear off the head Bleed the pig dry. Bones crumbled to dust, I am alive. You thrash against your fate. No deliverance. Closed throat Open eyes Enlightened to the ways of the dark I have no face. I have every face. I have chosen the one to suit your torment best.
3.
I am the purging swarm who devours all in its path. My hunger cannot be sated as long as I draw breath. Consume indiscriminately. Rancor drips from a thousand maws My procreation stuck between my gnashing teeth Aimless endeavor to fill the perpetual-empty. I inflict my scourge upon man Emaciation's grasp Emptiness is my guide I am a captive to my Degeneration into purity. Ravenous appetite Farming our young to be Slaughtered as cattle We ingest the weak Swallow the rot The whites of our eyes are stained with madness. Corroded veins pulsate. Consume Indiscriminately Splitting our gums on the bones of our children Overwhelmed by the lunacy we made. Inhale genetic pollution. Leave nothing for the flies. This betrayal is all but forgotten.
4.
Cankermaw 04:24
Peel back the hope That taints your broken mind See yourself for what you really are We dare not beg For any restitution. We’ve abandoned our humanity. High on conceit. Petulant. Illogical vanity protrudes From our fucking pores Glory to the Blight Gaze upon the Deliverer. Upon Her throne of flies She seeks the admiration Of the children who forgot Her name. She cries out to no avail. To her deaf progeny Well beyond her grasp. Clandestine misery. We are the arrogant horde Guided by egos Stoking the ire of Pariah Enthralled by our reflections She lures us in. Captivate our senses to ignore the disease Languish in Her presence. Our faces fall to the dirt. A monstrous display of preeminence. “Perfection is at hand. You have been drained of weakness And been made complete” Hissing through her crooked teeth. “Your ideas will be discarded and Your will, repurposed.” Leper Generation. Glory to the Blight Glory to the Blight Our species has grown to be her divine messenger. Glory to the Blight Glory to the Blight Her cause will ripen in the flesh of the worthy. Until we shed the gift of our sentience, We must endure its handiwork. Return us to the soil Where we always belonged.
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Sympathy 04:55
I have searched, to no avail, for serenity. Valuing my own peace Over the suffering of others. I faltered and a tempest of avarice engulfs me. I bear the burning for a moment ‘til I can’t hear myself screaming Slowly peeling off my skin Is the only relief I find. I am running out of skin (please help) Extinguished, I collapse to the earth The soil whimpers beneath my feet No one can hear me. My purpose served, I beg on bloody knees. For some modicum of peace. Life is unkind. I will not be granted oblivion. Death is unkind. I remain a coward as I await the end. I will crumble in the light

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All songs written and performed by Moru
Produced, engineered, and mixed by Stephen Keech
Mastered by Andreas Magnusson
Guest vocals on "Chasm Skulker" by Josh Landrith of Hanging Moon
Guest vocals on "Cankermaw" by Christopher Griffin of Knuckle Dragger and Stephen Keech of Haste The Day
Album artwork designed by Chris Phillips

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released October 27, 2017

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