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Arseny - 30,000 Lb Gold Chain

This is a completely new remix & remaster of the title song from the previous EP. The vocals have been completely re-recorded, and all the other instruments processed from the original stems. 

Thanks for listening!

An Epitaph To Life (ReMaster)

The heavy underground eagerly anticipates the debut release from Despised Mourning as they announce the launch of their much-awaited EP, "Hail Nothingness," scheduled to hit the airwaves and digital platforms on March 22nd, 2024.

Lyrics:
Return me to my mother
For she has missed me so
To the ground i will return
Send me 6 feet below
Return me to that place
Where i fail to dream
I will return alone to her
Just as i was born to be
Bury me beneath the earth
Leave me dead
Leave me in the dirt
I will be alone and without hope
I will be alone and buried

Mother i have missed you
For so long i have cried
Mother i have died before you
Return me to your side
They will carry me back to you
And to your arms ill fly
 carry your boy back home to die

Bury me beneath the earth
Leave me dead
Leave me in the dirt
I will be alone and without hope
I will be alone and buried

Mother I forsook you but you held me while I cried
mother who has birthed me its my time to fly
take me back into your arms your with me as I die


Return me to her side
Mother oh how your boy has cried
Hope has left me so
Back to you i will now go
The stars have lost
And hope has gone
As dead as dreams
Lead me back to where i came from
For I have died now bury me

Hail Nothingness

Buried

Produced by Stemodity
Cover Art by @schizoe
Music Video: https://youtu.be/MfH6NofjDF8
Lyrics:
all the secrets of Bavarian heritage buried in places that you'll never go
as the sequential events'll impose for the sole purpose of you to reap what you sew
an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth puts your neck through a noose; do a "1-2-3 go!"
step off the chair to escape the despair that led you to shovel snow up into your nose
no, lil homie, I don't got no time; I been on the grind now
20/20 hindsight vision got you dying and crying out
lil slit wrist shawty hottie, put the knife down
her mind's a mess and disconnected like she signed out
fishing for handouts but I don't owe you no more
said yeah I think I like you, but my Tommy sure don't
stuck in mazes, been in places that you probably won't go
hiding dope up in your coat just so your mommy don't know, hoe
my tritone so damn low that you would think I worship Satan
if your catholic granny hating then her grave I'm desecrating
taking a piss on her tombstone, your bitch got a new hoe
guess you were the usual, soz' for the confusion though
your disillusion'll lead to contusions and your ego bruising
you're cruising for more

Official Music Video

Put The Knife Down

Exiled

SHRINK FOR SUICIDAL THOUGHTS THAT NEVER SEEM TO SHRINK
ROLLING OUT OF BED EVERY DAY TO SPIT THE BLOOD OUT IN THE SINK
BEFORE IM REACHING FOR THE BRUSH TO WASH THE TASTE OUT OF MY TEETH
THE FEELING'S LETHAL; INJECTIONS OF NOVACAINE WON'T NUMB THE PAIN
IT'S ALL THE SAME; THINKING BOUT BULLETS DELIVERED TO MY BRAIN
NAH, I'M JUST PLAYING; I AINT DYING IN VEIN OR A DYING FLAME
Y'ALL RHYME THE SAME
TONGUE IS TIED FROM ALL LIES COME OUT YOUR BRAIN
MY JAW IS HURTING FROM THE GRINDING PAINS­
WE AIN'T THE SAME­­­
SWITCH YOUR LANE
IN MY TOWN BRING YOUR BITCH ILL DICK HER DOWN AND FILL HER UP LIKE A CAVITY
DENTAL 'POINTMENT COMIN ROUND THE CORNER
HOLD UP; NEW ORDERS SAY YOU COME WITH ME
DONT BE AFRAID LIKE THE ONES ON HALF OF A XANAX ON A PLANE
ILL PRY THE TEETH OUT OF YOUR MOUTH YOU TALKING SILLY
QUICK TO SMACK THE SMIRK OFF OF THE FACES WHO DON'T FEEL ME
PAPRAZZI GONNA FILM ME; CIA GON' WANNA SPILL ME LIKE A CUP OF FLUORIDE WATER
CALCIFYING ALL OUR PINEAL

STEP OFF THE LEDGE INTO THE DEPTHS; EMBRACE THE GRIP OF DEATH
THAT'S WHAT THE PSYCHO'S WITH PSYCHOTRONIC WEAPONS
THAT PROJECT VOICES STRAIGHT INTO YOUR HEAD SAID
EITHER ITS THAT OR TO FILL IT WITH LEAD
LOST GOING DOWN THE LEFT PATH THAT YOU'RE LED DOWN
WON'T STOP TIL UPON MY HEAD'S CROWN
TIL THEN I'M DUE MY RESPECT NOW
DOWN SO BAD ON SOME LIFE THAT YOU WISH YOU HAD
OFF YOUR ASS; AFTER ALL, WE'LL ALL BE SOME ASHES IN THE GRASS SOME DAY
DON'T YOU GOT SOME MEDS TO PAY; ATE ALL THE LIES YOU FED TO ME
HAS YOU HAVING NOTHING LEFT TO STAY TIL THE DAY THAT I FADE TO GREY
I BEEN THIS WAY FOR MANY AGES
SLAYING EVERY SONG WITH PAGES
BOOKS OF RHYMES SINCE JUNIOR HIGH
YOU'RE NEW TO I
DONE CRUCIFIED, THE NOOSE IS TIED
REAL LOOSE INDUCED BY HOW MY HEAD DONE GREW A SIZE
THE TRUTH IS I, THE LIES IS YOU
HOW CAN YOU SLEEP, WHAT LIES IN YOU...
MY RHYMES IS TRUE
ALL THE WHISKEY MADE MY CHIN BLEED AND RELEASE THE DEMONS IN ME
MUST GOT SINS THAT NEED RELINQUISHED, HUH
WASH MY MOUTH WITH HOLY WATER
GOT A DIME CALLING ME DADDY BUT KNOW THAT SHE AINT MY DAUGHTER

CALCULUS [PROD. BRUXISM]

just another original i made for the upcoming album. hope you like it. any feedback will help me for final version

A Dark Windy Day

Tha BBQ (live)

LIVE from Peoria, Illinois on March 2, 2024....

Subseed is back with a NEW mix! 

(track list coming soon)

Subseed LIVE (March 2, 2024, Peoria, Illinois)

Despised Mourning is a Blackened Deathcore band from Quincy, IL. We make music for fans of Lorna Shore, Behemoth, Mental Cruelty, and heavy metal. Our vocalist was featured on the "Nylist 666" world record track. Our debut EP is scheduled to release on March 22nd 2024.


Current Lineup:
Vocals - Krystian Thorne
Guitar - Josh Henze
Guitar - Andrew Thompson
Drums - Travis Siwek
Bass - Paul Wilby

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