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Into the desperate awakening.
Rusted shackles, flooded basements.
Hide the bodies, hide the bodies,
The bodies.

Bloated thespians we call sons.
Heralds at attention, the jesters begin to speak,
"Our lords, our kings: we set you free"
A whisper in the crowd,
"Beware a fire is coming,
To melt away our chains."

Woeful serfdom, sustain anarchy.

Collocate! Disperse royal disease.
Destroy bloodlines, rip the needle from the vein.
Another head for my taxidermy.
Despair among kingdoms,
Here is our plague, this insurgence.

Calloused hands hold sword,
Paint their wrists red.
A scream from the tower,
The King's head presented.
Light the flame of glory,
Burn bright our torch.
“Beware a fire is coming,
To melt away our chains.”

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from Decay and Other Hopes Against Progress, released October 11, 2017

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Doomsayer Records is an independent label dedicated to the power of sound.

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

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