Night falls and Creepsylvanians everywhere switch on their tele-screens in hopes of indulging in an evening of state-sanctioned inanity. When the screens flicker to life the viewers are greeted by a pulsing eyeball and a ghostly tone that threatens to crack their very brains. Back in the catacombs, Dissector tells Samedi of the whereabouts of the crystal skull, and they set out for the palace...
Transmission Zero
Expanding lumps of torpid flesh
Spittle pooling on their chests
The Mezmetron is energized
And their nervous systems slow
A seizure grips the ganglia
As their frontal lobes explode
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Zero
Teeth are set in rictus grins
No sign of mental life within
Draining the brains of the automatons
The fuses fail to blow
Rerouting the encryptions
But the glitch cannot be slowed
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Zero
Basking in the telescreens
Their eyeballs pulse and glow
Bulging from their sockets
As the hunger starts to grow
Tune in next week and you're sure to know
Zero
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never been a big death metal fan but this is actually super accessible for the genre, has fun concepts, and personally i'm always a fan of albums with short tracklists and huge runtimes (for individual songs) Great time, good jumping on point for newbies too. alienasu
High-wire minimalist post-punk of the finest sort: the poetry of daily banality spit over molten guitar solos and elastic rhythms. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 20, 2017