ROTTING SEASON 7"EP [BB010]

by MUTANT SUPREMACY

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    7"EP featuring 4 skullcrushing tracks by these fine NYDM warmongers!

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7"EP out now via Blastbeat Mailmurder/Productions!

4 tracks of crude, hateful old-school deathmetal.

Limited to 300 handnumbered copies

Artwork by Jon Clue (www.jonclue.com)

Band website: mutantsupremacy.com

credits

released 08 March 2012
--- Sam Awry - guitar/vox
--- Curtis Johnston - guitar
--- Winslow - bass/vox
--- Robert Nelson - drums/vox

tags

tags: black metal death metal metal grind grindcore hardcore Αθήνα

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Track Name: Kill Without Question
You no longer see faces
You no longer know names
Can’t distinguish the living
The dead all look the same
We’ll make you a monster
Immune to death, pain and fear
The order to advance it the last thing you will hear

The gun in your hand
The last embrace you will know
The lover’s caress
That is the killing blow
Be a breathing weapon
Bread for death, nothing more
Live dealing out murder
Die choking on gore

The day has come
March into battle and die in the sun
The battle is won
But all of the dead know the taste of defeat

Baptized in blood
Born again with the slaughter I cause
Preemptive assault
No Mercy, justice, no regard for laws
Spread havoc and mayhem
The butchered rot in the aftermath
I can not be restrained
Unleashed to kill everything in my path.
Track Name: Rotting Season
The skin falls off my face
Worms devour my eyes
Lungs are filled with bacteria
And my organs liquefied.
Pray to the vultures
Host for the parasites
Breeding diseases
Plagues to infect the living

Decaying in the burning sun
Lifeless. Unburied.
Swollen with putrefaction

Lidless eyes
To watch everything die
Dead alive
Destined to fester
Endless torture
Eternal in this…Rotting Season!

My torso ravaged by relentless scavengers
Rancid Flesh now a feast for wretched beasts
Putrid clouds swirl above
A storm of death on the horizon
Blood rains from dead heavens
Colors stained with decay,
Life withers away.

Lipless, lidless
Flesh returned to soil
Infected, infested
Kingdom of disease
Human extinction
Rotting Season
Track Name: The Cost Of Conquest
Waking up but I am trapped in a nightmare that won’t end
The carnage spares not sanity, the living here are dead
The battlefield is silent but the war inside my head remains
Smoke rises from the craters ashes sting my eyes
Every instant screams in pain, to be conscious I despise
No victory just bodies every one of us dies in vain
Slaughter-Can it be that nothing’s changed
Slaughter-Have your fathers died in vain
Slaughter-You won’t see your sons again
Slaughter-the world has gone insane
What callous consciousness would bring us to this state
Puppets for the powerful, we are slaves of hate
A means toward conquest, now exterminate us all
Sent into the maelstrom to lose our humanity
Enthroned upon a martyred world, corrupt insanity
All consuming mania, after vanity, the fall

This is your legacy-Inches of ground bought with thousands of lives
Sent to die-by men who think themselves equals of gods
So spare me this rhetoric of glory
That mentality will keep us forever in chains
Human eulogy-Mass sacrifice on the altar of avarice

Humanity is doomed to die, sentenced to be slain
Gasp a blood choked last goodbye, excruciating pain
Massacred, brainwashed with lies, a final insane farewell
Fodder for factory and battlefield, your leaders are corrupt
Dying for their gain, watch blood and shells erupt
And when your hour comes, fall abruptly to Hell
Track Name: Memento Mori
One people under one moon and one sun
From the nursery to the mortuary
Divided and imprisoned by the rule of the gun
But united and equalized by our mortality

Your wars are distractions as your days melt away
And when the time comes you must heed the call
Advanced machines to achieve victory
No one will be superior when the bombs start to fall
One people under one moon and one sun
What misguided fools you mortals are
The fight against each other is lost as soon as it’s begun
No one will be ruling at the end of the war

You’e a fool to look for differences between you and I
The gift to us each our maker gave
You never can escape it, one day we both shall die
And our bodies lie forever equal in or graves.