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Demo

by Unquiet Grave

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Necro Black Metal Filth is my favourite track. Favorite track: Filth.
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1.
Filth 02:45
Beyond all conception Agony burns with madness Hopeless, thrashing body incarcerated in the darkness Slick, precise torture Someone switched off the lights, locked the door and clocked off There he remains: the embodiment of sickness Long, infernal night Sterile smell of steel Slipping out of consciousness Crippled mind awakes to brutal reality Birth was a cruel gift of utter tyranny Take a body, a new born Sculpt the ultimate misery Feed the thing pain Watch it leap and writhe Tick your checklist What a service to hell you provide His eyes, searching yours The hopeless wretch endures
2.
What sense is this? Those who resist - stupefied, motionless, nihilistic Passion dissolved in a flurry of self destruction Minds switched off, resigned to chemical instruction Inactivity serves the bastards As you sleep, brutality continues Your pleasure is fraud When you awake there’ll be one more piece of you gone Cutting your ties with this brutal world Suppress and numb your ailing rage Swallow a bottle of lies, forget the drone Plough your body into a wall of fucking rock Raise your acrid guts, retard your aching head Collapse in stinking vomit, retch and spit Regress to infancy, sleep in shit There are enough chains weighing heavy on aching necks I don’t need another shackle I don’t want another thing dragging me down Our path is fraught enough Laced with violent opposition Our fate will not be sealed We will not accept submission The human rot The cultural blood clot Submission fed to the waking dead
3.
Nobody 00:55
Sour, brutal youth Raised in abject misery Resented and unloved Beaten for drunken sport Adult, still a child Stunted emotional runt Communication blocked Unable to be loved Exposure triggers fear Deafening silent screams Horrified by kindness Closeness equals death Anxious, seeking calm Cowering from the world Shutting out the noise Protected and unreachable
4.
Seven sisters lower their heads of ethereal white Crashing waves rack their feet in the dead of night Constant fucking pain all the time You’re turning inward - inside where the horror dwells No sanctuary, no respite, no freedom, no sanity Tonight, slip out of life Awake to bile, staggering and infantile In the light, slip out of life Manic eyes hold nothing in sight Held down and gargling blood Fear and panic race to the fore Glorious peace, yours once more Blue lips mouth words unheard Alone he endures the storm The waves are closing in No pain, no fear, no breath now The extinguished storm
5.
Prisoners of a miracle languishing in hell Forced to live as crippled slaves Sentenced for their sex Reproduction raped Wire mesh mutilates Wounds weep and bleed Severed beaks throb agony The death camps reek of rotting life Corpses line the avenues, mummified in shit Fecal mountain burns Sixteen thousand cries Unheard are the voiceless perishing inside Sanitised and stamped with lies Their cries have long been lost Drowned by the roar of the aisle and the strip lights' throbbing glare The sixteen thousand brothers' bones, crushed and cast aside A never ending blue eyed mass, churned to oblivion Never to know the sun Never to relish the rain You all plead ignorance or bleat necessity As you cite tradition you create misery Turn away Tune it out Arm the butcher

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released January 1, 2009

Recorded by Boulty at Stuck on a name, Nottingham, 2009

Artwork by Tomor

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Unquiet Grave Sheffield, UK

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Vocals - Donna Thomas
Guitars - Simon Fitzpatrick
Drums - Olly Dean
Bass - Nick Royles

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