this project has been absolutely amazing to listen to so far I love this Mr Sewer

storytelling here is incredible. can really visualize it all.

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Sewerperson - Shrapnel 4 Breakfast (savagegasp)

Mthrlnd V1 (jabarionthebeat).mp3

We had built upon the rubble here
Brick by brick
Just to watch it fall to enemies
It makes me sick
Half us part with our extremities and sanity admits
Now our hearts dont feel and our legs dont kick

Way before I was a boss
I was a heathen I made it my job
Trench rot all on my arm
I turned to charger I fell out my zone
Im Mixing up Fanta blueberry patron
I love my brothers too much to condone
Any of this under me in the stone
If its bout me I will go on my own
This Snow works its way down to nerves round our bones
Just As god works his fear down to food for our souls
I speak out of place from a place made of gold
We all work the same but our land  favours chosen

''yuga
I see their face in the phone like they worship the beast 
i gotta wake up cuz i was chosen 
all of this energy is setting me free 
but all of them look hopeless
i can turn around 180 degrees 
and they thought that I wouldn't notice
that behind my back they were talkin shit
we get face to face they seek solace
I'm on the front line against riot shields I'm gonna die just like a martyr
fuk these governments that bleed us dead they're gonna lead us like lams to the slaughter
I'm in black robes hidden ninja stars bohemian grove I'm posted up
I bet these old fuks wouldn't know it's us imma pull up and make em bite the dust

snow works its way up the limbs in my bones
and I'm left to fight here but I'mm not alone 
we sing out of a place of a place made of gold 
I see bodies in the river as you lead me home

the_ Rumbling ft sewerperson (prod:eric godlow)

It’s so cold will you bring me warm
And I would never do you harm
The taste of the dirt on my tongue humbles me again 
Even when I’m hurt I’ll protect you until the very end 
Looking back I’m at fault for never stepping in
And I can love you better babe you just gotta tell me when 

X2: Used to find peace
when I go to sleep
Now my nightmares haunt me like a knife and I fucking bleed 
never knew me never knew what the fucks best for me 

December is creeping along painfully slow
Ever since I fucked it all up by letting her go 
It’s funny how the loves never there when you need it most 
Throw stones at my porcelain heart and act like it’s while 
So lay me down in roses when I pass on to the other side 
And I pray you feel the same when I say there’s nothing else you could’ve tried 
I’m still in her arms I fall asleep and I dream at night 
Peace misses chaos that’s my broken mind
So stuck in silence  
Fire fills my eyelids 
All these toxins inside this alcohol leave me beaten up 
Nightmares from this poison inside this liquor cup 

Used to find peace
when I go to sleep
Now my nightmares haunt me like a knife and I fucking bleed 
never knew me never knew what the fucks best for me

Maybe I can just lay in this field forever 
Waiting for death to come and wash me over 
And turn all my bones into four leaf clovers 
And no I don’t wanna sleep (no more)
Turn your ashes to dirt that you leave on your front porch 
Leave my heart for the trees (go home)
Tell the people I love not to grieve when I let go 
You said to me it’s fine 
Don’t wait and change my mind 
So now I’m starting to sleep turning dust into dreams like the stars in the midnight sky 
(I don’t wanna go)

I don’t wanna bleed 
I don’t wanna sleep 
And I don’t wanna leave 
Yeah I don’t wanna leave 

(And I don’t wanna run)
But I’ve been feeling so done 
Only place I’m finding peace is inside a loaded gone 
Insomnia up for weeks just let me be let me rot 
Terrified to go to sleep I got no where I can run

I dont wanna sleep ft. Sewerperson and Days to Waste (Irby/Jolst)

got em running quick and by the morning in the mountains

9tails - honor roll (prod. guillermo)

lyrics:

All stand beneath his tongue
What has this world become

Jet black eyes line the mists of the bog
Feel ur skins too tight u should fucking rip it off
Bathed in pale moonlight stand the force employed to cull
And In the flare of mage light u can see their slack jaws
Bleed the crown a stuck pig 
The scream is turned to bird song
Paint the fleets face
With the blood of raid rot
Everything is torched upon completion of the job
Even in the midst of war i hear them laugh and make love

Pikes of kings guard
Atop a desecrated throne
They say the royals will bleed blue
But here im covered in its rose
I punch out fragments of his bones
I dug so deep I touched his soul
Drag him to the boat
Burn his carcass in our cove
Feed his pieces to the wolves
Yah I need to see him ripped
They tear his trachea out his throat
All those teeth had got a grip
Ill be damned
Spread this plague through out these sands
Break down everything by hand
They dont get the fucking depth
Of what will happen when we land

Jet black eyes line the mists of the bog
Feel ur skins too tight u should fucking rip it off
Bathed in pale moonlight stand the force employed to cull
And In the flare of mage light u can see their slack jaws
Bleed the crown a stuck pig 
The scream is turned to bird song
Paint the fleets face
With the blood of raid rot
Everything is torched upon completion of the job
Even in the midst of war i hear them laugh and make love

All stand beneath his tongue
What has this world become

CHAPTER1_WARBOYS (BRANWEN)

lyrics:

With the information i have provided thus far, I'm sure it comes as no surprise that thievery and other criminal mischief manages to slip through the cracks of society as the natural chaos of this world remains at it's forefront. Although the perpetrators of such things flourish under the blind eye of the law, what they cannot account for is the evil hidden within other citizens behind the closed doors they so selfishly pry open. 

Quick
Hands guiding them
Gas lamps flicking on
Masked man picking lock
The Moon dance cover up
Cobbled roads kicking up
Some Horse shit in the mud
Forced in to the front
The door hinge broken off

The panelling in here is gorgeous
The crest at the helm is enormous
The clocks tell the time of the forest
The balconies covered in torches
Something inside of his gut is in knots
Victorian build but no sign of a cross in the arches
Almanac flipped to the harvest
Its leather is riddles with markings
It look like tattoos
It feel like me and you
Where the fuck have we chosen to barge in
Speckled with crimson at foot are the carpets
I hear a shuffle come out of the darkness
I feel a hunters reconnaissance mark us
I pick up scent of a blood lust
Just As I pick up sight of a carcass
I shouldn’t come here alone
I should of just stuck to my grove u could see him regret it
Human lay stripped to its bones I broke window to walk in its home thus into its stomach
Its sweat it could smell in my chest
And fear it could smell on my breathe
I guess I picked me a dud
Ive been deceived by the crest
He charges at my from the door
Hes packing my brain in the floor
Ive no where to go
I’ve hoped I would die by the sword
But now im mechanically gored
With hand to my throat
As blood pools in both of my hands
I finally lock eyes with the man
Absorbing my hope
Draped in the finest of things
The crest in the steel of his ring
A family of sick misanthropes

Quick
Hands guiding them
Gas lamps flicking on
Masked man picking lock
The Moon dance cover up
Cobbled roads kicking up
Some Horse shit in the mud
Forced in to the front
The door hinge broken off

CHAPTER6_A BOTCHED HEIST OF THE LEZORYTH MIDSUMMER RESIDENCE (ERIC GODLOW)

lyrics:

Unfortunately, the conditions of this world have recently breached our own. Predictions of mass famine have begun to pour in from western europe as well as the costal regions of the americas, as a strange rot has taken to virtually 45% of farmland in these areas. However, this isn't a plague of rot, but a strange parasitic phenomenon known as "chel'ul" .

Touch the spine of the flowers of the garden
Know in time with their growth they’ll be starving
And when that time has come
Hide away from here
We’ll torch the fertile ground from which they came

Baby could u suture up my ruptured mind
Whatever they’re feeding me im throwing it up at night
Something is eating me laid deep on my guts inside
Climbing its way out my mouth its the parasite
Caught in my ring on the tree line its a pair of eyes
Just fucking believe in me ive seen it inside the light
Its spread its seed all over the plants in front of my driveway
As they grow they groan and grip the wildlife

The plaguelands are born out of hollowed out sockets
On animal corpses laid out thru these marshes
In backwater states
The stench permeates thru the doors
Of ur cabin there’s no sense to lock it
I said boom bitch
Fauna gnawed the door hinge
I bore in
Vines had broke the floor in
And sprout inside his organs
My favourite part
I fall to weakened knees and see my crop decayed
These warted creatures birth from me and dig the grave
Feel my chest there’s fluid there thats killing me
Traced around my body blackened spores begin to filter feed
Im returned cradled the vengeful roots of Mother Earth
Spirits churn somewhere in these trees forever biting birch

Baby could u suture up my ruptured mind
Whatever they’re feeding me im throwing it up at night
Something is eating me laid deep on my guts inside
Climbing its way out my mouth its the parasite
Caught in my ring on the tree line its a pair of eyes
Just fucking believe in me ive seen it inside the light
Its spread its seed all over the plants in front of my driveway
As they grow they groan and grip the wildlife

CHAPTER7_THE PARASITE FIELDS (SORROWBRINGER X LUFFYSOME)

lyrics:

generations upon generations of the lezoryth have sat atop the sociopolitical ladders of their respective era, and many believe it is not just for their genetically predisposed inclination to starting profitable business, but something much darker. What follows are journal scrapings of the last lezoryth house employee to have disappeared on family property. And if what is said is the truth, Then the lezoryth bloodline must be purged.

Cracks in this ceiling turn golden with UV
The walls will dilapidate slowly onto me
Im scared
I wait for sunlight to go away
Till then I live as a stow away
I hope this bucket can last me to morning
Beside what im eating there’s nothing important here
This windows will burn me like ever clear
In truth I have only gained more to fear
As I fast emaciate here on linoleum
I wonder why my morality saved to run
I couldnt eat him its killing me
So I waste away and refuse to feed
Ive overlooked all the guilt in me
And now it shall cause my armour to sunder
And now its become my calamity
I brittle my bones in the way of a lover
Ive drawn away to this cellar bones
Abandoned by humanity as something more like animal
Id never gave this curse my full control
This dampened floor
In where im stored
Is covered up time like an open sore
If the afterlife
Has closed its doors
A vamper is in last of what could force it ajar
This candlelight supplies me with a vision of stone
And the three of my victims
Id wish I had known
Ive worn this as a badge to have this plague in my soul
But now im weak in my bones
With this stake in my throat

CHAPTER9_HOMINUS NOCTURNA (SKELLINGTON)

I Swear produced by Imperial

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CHAPTER6_A BOTCHED HEIST OF THE LEZORYTH MIDSUMMER RESIDENCE (ERIC GODLOW)

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