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Memorial
02:26
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(Instrumental) The sounds pieced together in this track, are all from previous errabyss
songs compiled into one. As if in a way we are putting the old errabyss to rest.
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Burial
02:35
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You disgraceful mother fucker
What is life worth to you?
Cold and silent
Lowered in the dirt
Trapped in deaths grip
Never to breath
a final breath
This is a burial
This is not the end
A bleak past
Meaningless future
All carved
In sutures
This is the end of man
Lowered in the dirt
Left to wither and rot
Six feet in the earth
The process is endless
Never ending pain
A bitter memory
With no gain
This is a burial
This is not the end
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Decay
03:01
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Where is god
When the skies go silent
As they slit the throats
Of our children
Hang your messiah
And watch
Promise turn to fear
Break the spines
Of those who betrayed you
So they may never
Walk over anyone again
Rotting from the inside
A vile creature
Circling the drain
You'll be held higher
hanging by your throat
Forever known as a ghost
Men of god
Molesting our young
Emasculation would be too Swift
Crucifixion set for execution
There is no end
There is only decay
As god once said
You won’t be saved
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Bloat
03:01
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When the fire enters your veins
No one will mourn
When you’re found
Bloated atop the river
An endless journey
To find comfort in your own skin
Forcing substance
To forge a false grin
Holes burned in the brain
Like carpet from cigarettes
Eating away
With no remorse
You were somebody’s daughter
Pride and joy
A product of love
Getting fished out of water
Visions of family
Never came to fruition
With the belt tied around your arm
Let your eyes roll back
As the needle
Replaces blood with fire
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Never feeling like myself
He died
I am a husk
Nothing but shadow
Put a bullet in my head
Erase me
Tossed in trash
Gods unwanted child
Turned to sin
Push me to my hole
And put me to rest
Erased from cyclical meaning
I’d rather wither than still be breathing
Withered down to shit
I can’t find my grip
Choking on my memories
Purge my memories
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Purgatory
04:19
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Endless purgatory
I’m sorry I was never enough
They’ll only care when I’m dead
No rest, no peace, locked in my head with no release.
Tie my noose to let me breath
As I knock on the door of the beast
Purgatory
I’ve lived a long life
Time to have my memory erased
You pick and pry and take every little ounce of fucking strength left that I have
Leaving me with fucking nothing
Withered and brittle crumbling at your demand
Rotting from my core
Bone fucking dry
I am the devil inside your head
An endless purgatory
You’ll wish you were dead
There is peace in death, I will bring it to my self myself
worm will never understand the sky above
I am the devil inside your head
You’ll wish for death
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