Rice And Cake

" Garlic Powder
Dried Oregano
Cumin
Coriander

Thyme
Salt
Pounds Of Pork Tenderloin 

Bury the Steak
Bury the Steak
Bury the Steak
Bury the Steak
Bury the Steak
Bury the Steak
STEAKKKKKKKKK"

Bury The Steak

My buddy Adrian Barnes came to visit from Canada, so we wrote a little ditty (essentially an excuse to get a bit proggy with some rock riffs). The mix is pretty basic, thrown together quickly but I don't want to change anything in case it all comes crumbling down..

There is a tab available here: http://dl.dropbox.com/u/790683/Spectres%20-%20The%20Thing.gp5


Spectres - The Thing

From left to right : 

Benoit Breton, drums 
Simon C. Massicotte, guitars 
Nicholas Dube, high-pitched screams & death growls
Mathieu Laverdiere, bass 
Simon Turcotte, hardcore screams & death growls 

Lyrics :  

I came to this world submerged in blood, I quit the same. Homeless, drowning in debts, with only drugs to help me forget my countless failures. Shame weighs a lot more than flesh and bones. And every day is only one day less before I pull the plug. I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind. I'm out of words, depressed and sick of life. 

Bad seed pre-destined to burst into blood. Enough is enough, I've wasted enough time on a rooftop, contemplating the void, wondering if I should let go and fall. What if today's the day I finally find a goal, a dream to purchase? You promote healthy habits like it'd make the reaper look the other way. Death awaits, but death is nothing but the end of a fucked up dream that doesn't make any sense. But what if I change my mind the second I start to fall? No second chance. What if the light at the end of the tunnel is the front of an upcoming train? 

Recorded, mixed & mastered by Christian Donaldson
Music by Sébastien Mongrain-Theriault and Obsek



Lifesick

Your wife and kids slowly decorpitated, the last thing you'll ever see before I send you to hell. Dehumanized and held in captivity under insufferable conditions. Abducted and dragged into a room even the devil himself wouldn't dare to enter. Horrendous display of extreme brutality and inconceivable depravity. My primal instincts overcome what's left of my dying conscience. The sickening materialization of my twisted necrosadistic fantasies, a savage and boundless butchery. Ruthless dismemberment of the innocents. Penetrate the still glistening lacerations. Relentlessly fornicating the mutilated, denying them the right to a decent death. I'll tear you limb from limb, and prove you God doesn't exist. Disembowel your pregnant bride and feast on your formless unborn child. In a fit of drunken rage, slash her private organ with a rusted blade. And as you're both bleeding profusely and crying in horrid pain, plunge the knife deep inside her and rip her fucking cunt open. Horrendous display of extreme brutality and inconceivable depravity. My primal instincts overcome what's left of my dying conscience. The sickening materialization of my twisted necrosadistic fantasies, a savage and boundless butchery. Ruthless dismemberment of the innocents. Penetrate the still glistening lacerations. Relentlessly fornicating the mutilated, denying them the right to a decent death. With my teeth, I sharply shear your bone, increasingly aroused. Satisfied, I leave you memberless, screaming for help. Beaten, bludgeoned, mentally abused and castrated, you beg for death. Continuous torture of worthless human beings, nameless victims quartered and fed to the pigs. Sadly for them, the evergrowing void engendered by my lustful thirst for blood can never be filled, a visceral need to torment and kill. Eviscerate the molested, crush their every hope and dream. Ruthless dismemberment of the innocents.  Penetrate the still glistening lacerations. Relentlessly fornicating the mutilated, denying them the right to a decent death. Unsatiated, I look down at the world upon a pile of a thousand rotting corpses, and I boil with rage. From dissecting frogs and mice to vivisecting horrified hostages, the violence never stops. The monster keeps resurfacing, and the carnage never ends. 

Vocals and lyrics by Simon Turcotte
Vocals recorded by Francis Beaulieu






Eldvåg - Vocal Audition - Simon Turcotte (Evil Prevails / Obsek)

DOPETHRONE: Host

Here's a little ditty I finished just in time for Valentines Day!
This one is quite different from usual... haha!
Lyrics:
This bond is broken, my trust has shattered.
And all for naught, from what i gather
That well known feeling of regret,
A shameful burden i just can't forget.

Bury your head in the sands of time.
Grin and bear it, sever your ties.

Cry for help, but turn a blind eye.
Dwell in willful ignorance until the day you die.

Lifesick

OBSEK

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