Volume Two

by Doomsayer Records

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released October 31, 2016

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We cater towards Doom / Sludge / Stoner / Psychedelic / Blackened / Experimental type projects through physical releases and digital downloads.

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Track Name: Black Urn - Spore Huffer
Fungi of the mountain drops from the palm of the shaman
Bones beating drums, ancestral fire dance around us
Drawn to the eye, you’re blinded by the shine of sin
Pray shrills like Baykok, as we bask in oroborus revenge

There’s not much going on
from the wormhole out rolls the spawn
Chupacabra in the field of the shepard’s sheep
Bats stampede out Red Foot’s teeth

Cauldron brew with pulpy grinds of imps
Black wizard smoke will get you high as shit
Stone hand of doom fingers with zero love
Leda sprays all over Magwai cubs

My extinction will pass a curse
as the wind carries my final breath
like a pollen spore of pestilence.
Track Name: Dead Hand - Trailed By Wolves
Fools have no place in a philosopher's trade
Bleeding his kill in the bed that he has made
A glassy eyed script fed to the starving pack
While they pick the bones he slips away
Man is wolf to man time and time again
Digesting ourselves into extinction
Insist on bruised flesh of old wounds you've sewn shut
Laying claim to the soil that turns to stone
Here she is buried but no one dares sing her song
Nothing grows here beyond the seed of his ghost
Track Name: HUSH - Shattering the Great Chain of Being
Saw animal faces as they moved beneath the skin, like the teethed waves of a roiling ocean. Bound within a flexing and bending ontology, trapped in a dream about a dream of existing. the infinite mirror reflected no light. the eternal snake returned to devour its tail and birth anew. winding into itself as it spiraled outward, limitless and constantly growing. and with it came a sound of breaking. a sense of tearing open. a slowing, a bending. an illusion nullified, equalized, flattened, emptied, resolved into a view of Nothing.
Track Name: Pesta - Black Death
A plague walked among us
As people fled in fear of their cities
But the disease remained, and soon death was everywhere

Men hated each other
Parents abandoned their sick children
Wives were dropped back, husbands were buried

Chorus:
Bodies were left abandoned at home
Because there was no one to make them a funeral

Several refused to leave
The house due to the dying
Friars and nuns were to take care of patients

Monasteries and convents
Were soon deserted
They were also severely affected

Chorus

Many wanted to confess his sins
Express his last wishes
Lived in fear, in their heads did not understand

But the houses of the dead remained open
With all their belongings, jewels and gold
With open arms, the Black Death was waiting

Chorus
Track Name: Tomb of Teeth - Bone Rake
Her cunning flame,
just a cruel fiction.
She's just raking the bones,
she's drowning.
Faithless and shameless she prays,
for the creature she longs for,
he'll leave that whore in want,
he's loveless.

The sky wont fall.
The blood is shed now.
Hang your idols on the stained glass.
Mount your skulls on what's been left...

She gasps for breathe in his grave.
She watched the creature decay.
Ageless and faithless she prays.
Her cunning flame,
just a cruel fiction.
The rotting things she has seen.
Still searching for oblivion.
She's god-like.

The sun wont fall.
These bones wont burn now.
Hang your idols on the stained glass.
Mount your skulls on what's been left...

She took our eyes from our head.
She put her hands through our rib cage.
She ripped our hearts from our chest.
There was nothing left...
I saw the snakes in her hair,
I watched the skin start to tear,
she's still raking the bones,
until there's nothing left...