Track 4 on the upcoming lp Nasties. This one inspired by the witch finder generals of olde and the 1970's horror movie Mark of the Devil. Feedback welcome and appreciated, thanks for listening. Lyrics: servants of Satan serpents concubine sow malediction proliferation of calamity hex terra firma mass trepidation malice in the soil beg for salvation immoral hunter purify this blight god’s inquisition in rope and chain descend into fire after the blaze all that remains remnants and dust in rope and chain descend into fire after the blaze all that remains is remnants and dust like beasts impounded condemned forsaken dire retribution led to the chamber torture contraptions pain mutilation tormentors of god purveyors of faith guilty extractions righteous malfeasance victims of the pyre sweet release of flame in rope and chain descend into fire after the blaze all that remains remnants and dust in rope and chain descend into fire after the blaze all that remains is remnants and dust witches tortured till the blood comesmore

2nd track off my upcoming lp, keeping with the horror themes of the album this is inspired by the slasher genre (particularly 1981's The Prowler). Thanks for listening, feedback always welcome. Lyrics: take heed when the sun goes down there’s a prowler lurking around razor steel in the moonlight prepare for a slaughter this night faceless mass merchant of pain humanity held in disdain a deadly and callous beast artisan of the deceased prowling malice in shadow the reprobate creeps invading homes floorboards creek stalking hunter watches his prey shedding blood till the light of day ambushed arterial spray butchered bodies left to decay targets are shit out of luck a cruel and barbarous fuck prowling malicemore

Opening track from my latest upcoming full length. The whole LP is inspired by horror cinema of the 70s and 80s, this song focusing on Italian Zombie movies. Feedback welcome and thanks for listening. Lyrics: Necrosis Contagion None could see the impending hell Not in the darkest of nightmares or flights of fantasy In death no slumber to be had Accursed to wake and join that sanguinary throng A frenzied tide of violence Driven by an insatiable hunger A world that descends into chaos No unity just maladies and slaughter Necrosis Contagion Alive dead undead bullet wounds to the head Forced to abandon everything This so called existence we forged means nothing The stink of the swarm is rife Decay and rot the contemporary politics From a small island it came Calamity germinated from the smallest of seeds The lumbering masses Ravaging as they go on their destructive path Necrosis Contagion Alive dead undead bullet wounds to the head From life to death From death to life Nowhere left to go now Holed up and bunkered down waiting for an inevitable end The poison has run its course This terrible affliction has destroyed everything All that was is a memory All that is is a toxic miasma Now I just wait Necrosis Contagion Alive dead undead bullet wounds to the headmore