In Eerie Slumber

by Coffincraft

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1.
Sons of chaos from the void brought forth Resurrected from the caskets and summoned upon this world Spreading sickness wherever they roam Ancient spawn, leprous skin Rape and murder, ideal leisure Visions of the beast accursed Being smashed against the grain as an introduction The most undesired confrontation just occurred Just to revel in flesh, a fine achievement To spread terror in the same sitting, even better Sickness and outrage in their blood Morbid ambassadors of unholy Desecrators of the purity Smeared in the entrails of the misfortuned Spreading sickness wherever they roam Ancient spawn, leprous skin Rape and murder, ideal leisure Visions of the beast accursed Vomiting venom, defiling the corpse Ways of the impious spawn Immersed to the phlegm of death Sacrifice to he who once fell Just to revel in flesh, a fine achievement To spread terror in the same sitting, even better
2.
Have a look at our deeds outside of the box Wrapped in plastic dignity Imagine a being of flesh and blood Without a thirst of sticking your dick in it And for equality, there's plenty of options For the ones about to conceive There's a plug even at the floor of the boat Inhuman intercourse is what you will seek anyway Bless me father for I have sinned Had you in our hearts, but hips lived their life White hands spermed Foul blood So pray and crawl as a slave to God All existence built on perversions We crave what we see every day Modern-day Judas kiss Slithering anaconda beneath the alb Bless me father for I have sinned Had you in our hearts, but hips lived their life
3.
Ill Verdict 04:17
Hollow machines driven by greed as their source of power Nations as corporations creating the rules and collecting the dough Surveillance is a weapon to maximize the control Human lives as cannon fodder for economic growth Public health as a cover-up for increasing the restrictions "Patronize and forbid" is the agenda of the day What we have is a system that tramples the poor A cold machine with a by-product that is inequality Excess use of force and verdicts lacking sense Economy - the true western plague
4.
The Claimant 07:24
You are nowhere from All the way just a waste of sperm A cancer of global existence You live in me under my contempt Crushing the angels of sympathy The trivial circle of philosophy There is nothing wrong with what I feel No messiah, I shall not kneel When I started to walk my way Someone decided to give it a name Getting lost within those metaphors My true essence of independence Mother and daughter, just as fatal Depressed and suicidal Your disease is in me now And you will burn with me, you fucking cow Crushing the angels of sympathy The trivial circle of philosophy There is nothing wrong with what I feel No messiah, I shall not kneel
5.
Ego Pt. I 02:27
Structures of a mind weakened by society's pressure The cure for its disarrays cannot be far from its cause If you don't trust the system, you will be next in line There's always a successor, somewhere in the lines The thoughts of individuality sinking fast into the mass Patterns of behavior defined by generic norms If you don't trust the system, you will be next in line There's always a successor, somewhere in the lines Well it's useless to think an ego could possibly make a functional whole To be one's own master is right away disregarded
6.
Ego Pt. II 04:16
Famine of soul Guilt, unfamiliar matter Wallow in ignorance Oppression of self Is it me who's to blame? Who decides who's to fail? A soul, smothered and gasping for air Locked away inside a mental coffin Away from the will to see
7.
Necrostation 06:27
Who wants to be the killer of giants? Who will be the last of the wilds? Were you asked? Or did we take our hale for granted? Wrong opinions get crushed Under lawn mowers and lust Every lie’s a lil’ murder I guess you’d kill to get a cheeseburger Junkie, priest or surgeon National hero without permission No force makes you pay for your sins Death strips off titles Patches and pins All of the existing options Would bow when facing corruption All of the remaining virgins Dripping with blood Of bleeding hymens Tales of disgrace Bedtime stories Mama, read it again World filled with kings and queens Jesters and whores fulfilling their needs How long will you listen to that swollen voice? He's got his nose full of coke and Rolls-Royce Beauty was in the brain of beholder She alienated from us all and got colder Original idea was to please the eye Completely instinctively, no one to ask why Came crying But ain’t here to cry Various questions asked Only supposed to try
8.
In a misted corner I woke Into a dismal limbonic state Putrid fumes scorching This lifeless wasteland of mind Physical body In an eerie slumber Never to wake up again Never to gain ascension Futile power struggle Mind doomed to perish Dubiety takes control It's all up to the engineer Remnants of dignity sheared off Quest for ethics just failed Twisted superegos In form of effigies but alive Judging and moralizing From their pulpits of falsity (and) hypocrisy Profound cognition missing Leaving the comprehension distorted Bewitched thoughts take a new course Drift of this venomous void is changing Spheres beneath Beyond comprehension

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Mixing by R.
Mastering by Damian Herring
Artwork by Alexander L. Brown

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released July 27, 2015

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Coffincraft Joensuu, Finland

Death metal from Eastern Finland since 2008

N. - Guitars, Vocals
R. - Guitars
T. - Drums

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