A rotten place with no way out
An abhorrent palace of gore
Trapped in a cage among the spilled guts
The three sisters suffer my scourge
Revenge, murder…
You must pay for what you are
Infectious, putrefied corpses
are their only meal
Drowning in pus, bitten by rats
I slowly watch my first kill
Revenge, murder…
One down, two to go
Vermin at feast the stench of the dead
Drives them insane
In this morbid room, thru' infected wounds
They will meet their doom
Three in a row, I'll see them die,
their lives are mine
Vermin at feast the stench of the dead
Drives them insane
A dozen have come and died here before
My palace of gore
Three in a row, I'll see them die,
their lives are mine… Oua!
The consistently excellent NYC death-doom dealers dole out another heaping helping of demonic growls and nasty riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2024