Rancid affliction, sickly flesh consuming me.
In this prison of leprosy.
Stigma devours, viral symptoms surfacing.
Stagnant entrails, always burning, always seething.
Hideous abominations.
Multitudes of boiling souls in thraldom to pain.
Mycobacterium.
Consumes the flood of the human stain.
Lethargy takes hold.
Violent sickness uncontrolled.
The virus has taken hold.
Aggressive illness leaves me cold.
Sepsis seeps in, screams of pain surrounding me.
In this prison of leprosy.
Sickened, afflicted, rancid blood is drowning me.
Surging hatred, always burning, always seething.
Alone I freeze in this disease.
Sustained and eternally bound.
No words, nor voice for the death of the sun.
In darkness and fear we are one.
Heartless hate without remorse.
Eyeless anger, silent force.
Pale and weakened, faith rots away.
Seamless nights now swallow the day.
Rotting inside, spewing and blind.
My skin seeping shit and blood in my spit.
Has God struck us down? In plague to be bound.
The causes all blur, yet still I suffer.
The Portland death metal band honors the decades-old relationship between underground metal and independent horror. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2023