Black Noise Plague

by Swine Soul

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21 years minus a celestial journey, what has mine amounted to? Thrust into a world upon the alter of life, only to be chipped away into oblivion. The mental wounds shaped me into a brooding beast hunkered within a corner’s shadow. My eyes glare red with hate and bleed crimson with regret. Confusion and realizations tattoo upon me life’s unforgiving whip, enlightening me of where I stand. Once overwhelming sorrow has, like matured wine, contorted into a dark blanket over the mind of my being. As the stars in the universe, glimmers of hope shine through this veil of despondency. . . but one by one they batter my being as unforgiving fallen hopes and dreams. My being a planet deprived of it’s sylvan nature, I am a tree whose branches reflex a broken spine. Forever bent into submission and defeat.
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Once again my attempts at human interaction drive me astray To exist with them is like curling a snake up in a ball of fire Eventually it will lash out More and more my anger towards all life grows in intensity A permanent scowl carved across my face, anger and hate driving me forward On the brink of insanity My misanthropic desires will one day be realized, away from the world or others Somewhere where the demons cannot find and torture me Somewhere where my paranoia cannot burden me Somewhere where the monsters in my head cannot speak to me Somewhere where I can truly find peace and be free Alone and cold, hating the world and myself
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The trial commenced on a bleak day, dark and dreary As wet as the bleakness of a cold November The 1st of the Damned strutted with smug pride into judgement to receive his most-deserved punishment The Catholic had a repugnant smile smeared across his face Raped almost a hundred innocent boys, yet he is a man of God? This walking jar of lard, leaking putridity, doesn't deserve even a drop of a trial's supposed fairness. What fairness should be shown to the rapist of boys in the name of a false god? Hang high the noose and upon it snap his neck so that all may see his corpse rot The maggots will flow from his mouth as his cum did from the boys he defiled. He will beg to be hung time and time again soon enough. For Damnation will spare him no mercy.

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Tape version will be found on Merdumgiriz Records in December:
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released November 25, 2016

All music by Lycanthropic Werewolf
Vocals on Track 4 by Emir Merdumgiriz
Swine Soul logo by Gabriel Pieber

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Black Metal and Black Noise from the deep South.

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