full album @ https://voiddweller000.bandcamp.com/album/cum


Upside down suspended from the ceiling like a bat
With my own ass recursively shoved inside my ass
Jimmy Voidtron cause i’ve got to fucking blast
the chaturbate audience emotes aghast
Streamed live from the old 8 millimeter
Mouth around the cock as it spurts out liters
My head slumps back, i am the second shooter
Urban dictionary calls that “the zapruder”

Back and to the left
Snack of the flesh

Press my hole up against the fucking pool nozzle
Till my pruned ball sack looks like mitch mcconnel
Go inside and set the mother fucking pedal chain up
Take the piezo and smooth out my nuts

My brain now mush
Cum brain all nut
I still don’t get
All that feet stuff

Lower mid tier of this freaky shit
I’m really just happy to fuck even at all

Just glad to participate
And make it precipitate
Just aim to fellate
Cummin in all sorts of cool ways
In zero g at the ISS cummin
Propelled backwards at the force which i nutted
Do a fucking flip, after my dick erupted
Spike the kendama and dab uninterrupted
Quit my job to cum full time
pump the numbers up and pump the good slime
out my orifice to yours and then yours into mine
back and forth forever, truly sublime
newton's cradle these nuts
Pendulum inside the guts
Schmeat violates the rules of
Physics, the scientists discuss
Breakthroughs in cum theory
Post nut clarity, i can see clearly
Blast ropes that go in a fucking loop
The most skilled in self abuse
I cum on a pressure plate
And watch the bells and whistles go
Rube goldberg but at the end
I just blow my fuckin load

Cummin In All Sorts Of Cool Ways

0000

MODRN WARFARE 101

FUELLED BY HATE [MODRN WARFARE]

BKGD Audio - "We Came To Play"

BKGD Audio - "Beauty In The Trees"

021 // SEAFOOD

This album shouldn’t be taken as “one-more-remixes-album” even if you heard the original songs, but may be regarded as a full-length sonic deconstruction of the universe created by the band in the previous years. Universe isn’t an exaggeration here, since it’s almost a tangible space haunted by shadows and reflections as those thrown by clouds on the water’s mirror, the blurry spots, any moment ready to take form of the worst of your nightmares, the most hidden of your desires. It's an entity, permanently mutating and spreading itself, filling the space around — from ghostly atmospheric soundscapes to solid gravestonish anthems on the tombs of post-industrial de-humanity. So the deconstruction in this sense is a transformation into a new body, new but still possessed with the same vice and filth making people what they are - not a kind of creatures to be sorry for very much but worth saving just to be shown as an exhibit in a museum of evolutional failures called Mondo Cane, a place where Sobaki Tabaka prove with every their show and record — it’s a pity everyone will die too soon to see the story ends. Everyone except them and the artists represented on this album. Maybe you.

Gnaw Their Tongues - The New Body

Oddateee - Hui Bez Hleba

https://closetwitch.bandcamp.com/album/closet-witch

full of bad taste and angst out here in no where
amber tsunami of grain, the yokels don't care
if it ain't the classic rock cover band out in the town square
or some other bullshit pop country millionaire
at the bud light sponsored collesieum shit box
crypto-racism over 808's can kick rocks
they want the shit locked down like it's prohibition
that's why i slang bootlegs of remixed Systems
a whole ecology, growing rogue in between
cracks of the monolyths is where the shit you need will be
underground like a seed, watered by those that bleed
till it's time to pop the fuck up out from underneath
punch through the coffin lid, dirt vs oxygen
tunnel to the earths surface, warriors of giant din
zombie apocalypse is more than you can chew
man fuck that shit, i came to 

raise the dead

amigara fault type hole, buried pain interstitial
pressurize diamonds into coal, isolation always takes its toll

in the shit / blackness /stay hidden / captive
got to find the others, before flame is smothered
traverse the whole earth, till the map is covered
thy niche overfloweth, feast on death like buzzard
clean my fucking plate, remains unrecovered

Forgotten Dead (Closet Witch Type Beat)

https://mathcoreindex.bandcamp.com/album/volume-6

Why do i make everything so hard // Cubism in the fucking scars
Doom scroll the day away bizarre // Mind races doesn’t get far

Everyday is groundhog day // Repetitious everything i say
Fell off the loop went astray // Head in fucking dissaray

Time sloughs off my fucking face // Squall in prompt anterograde
Time sloughs off my fucking face //Slump into my fucking grave

Always ouroboros back to constraint
Brain worms perpetually I duplicate
Life is a swedish prison but i fixate (up)
On the possibility to make an escape (it’s)
Jotted in the margins of the blasphemous plans 
If my body doesn’t fall apart fore i can
Demigure gets blasted by these clen-ched hands
White knuckle life gripped back from the damned
I take my time like // i kept it despite
All of the failed tries // In view of their eyes
Test run prototype // Inefficient mind
Told me i’m behind // Almost believed it this

Time sloughs off my fucking face // Squall in prompt anterograde
Time sloughs off my fucking face // For the dollars i debase

Everythings for sale // Pennies per inhale
Paid to chase my tail // But I find it funny
That my dream is to // sell these fucking tunes
auditory wounds // for the money

Only wanted as a body, please don’t think because your thoughts are fucking worthless
Glad my only fucking skills are / in a field that doesn’t pay while filled with surplus
I don't really mind the poverty, I just want to be paid for my purpose
Make as much stuff as i can, before Crematorium furnace

I only have finite time
The preference is to spend it fucking screaming rhymes
Instead of lining fuckers pockets while i’m paid in dimes
But i can still make it work, so i guess it's fine
the productivity rhetoric isn't mine
scum left residue of mind
never look but always find
things embedded, self in bind

Mathcore Index Volume 6 Type Beat

This is a remix of Carbon Trauma by Boar, please buy their album at the link below because it fucking rips:
https://flagdayrecordings.bandcamp.com/album/carbon-trauma

Lyrics:
Nocturnal midwaste, society burns down
see it through the screen, take a break and take a look around
Business as usual, no changes, nothing to announce
Keeping buying shit until you’re dead and in the fucking ground
The cognitive dissonance is overwhelming
Bullshit is bad for the brain, commence swelling
Ready to burst through the skull, waste expelling
Hole to relieve pressure been looking compelling

bleak

wring me out dry
desiccate till i'm empty
add to the supply
only take u have plenty
I still get off light
all forsaken
by Machiavellians

Headfirst dive into the fucking woodchipper
Use the dust to clean up kid throw up and then wet swiffer
but skip the Swiffer part, turnover speeds up quicker
safety in the fucking shitter
Profit over life as it’s always been, once again
Eyeballs to the end, barely comprehend
How bad shit is gonna get, tired and in fucking debt
System of control clamps down my whole life always been beset

But at least i’m not getting killed in the street
By the cross burning white hooded fucking police
The number should be nothing all i see is it increase
Protecting only property no fucks about the peace
So i’ve no fucks about the peace either
No rest for pigs, no breather
Willing tools of parasitic ebeneezers
Having a conscious is at least a misdemeanor
They apportion felonies like
Florida retirees spread STI’s
Felons can no longer vote but it’s fine
The status quo has your best interests in mind

Bleak

wring me out dry
dessiccate till i'm empty
add to the supply
only take u have plenty
I still get off light
usurp fate spouting fucking
lies as we’re pushed
down the drain ever present
now expanding
it's domain raise the ceiling
read the room

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HfZKLXjdCGY

Boar - Carbon Trauma Type Beat

Sobaki Tabaka is the darkest representative of the Moscow underground music for the last 20 years. Risen from the ashes of Crownear, one of the most eclectic post-Soviet bands of the late 80-s, they became the Russian industrial scene’s flagship in the middle of the 90-s and still keep on doing their best in this field. Using provocative methods, they spread like a virus on TV, radio and even in the theaters, establishing the diversity of their creative ambitions. The band’s performances were always a vivid and poignant action which referred the audience to the classics of the genre, such as Swans, Missing Foundation, Throbbing Gristle and others. In 1997, they recorded their first and legendary opus “Into the brain!”, and later on the band performed along with Einsturzende Neubauten at festival organized by the Goethe Institute in Moscow, hitting the audience with their otherworldly sound and appearance. At the end of the 90-s Sobaki Tabaka recorded their second album, "Shadow of Light", partly consisting of music for the play "Faust".

In the early 2000-s, the band's leader Robert Ostrolutsky moved to London, where he tried to accomplish his English trip-hop project Positive Arrogance and recorded an album with British musicians at Abbey Road Studios. The album had been well met by the public and, due to their sound, could be compared with the best representatives of the genre such as Laika, Recoil and Massive Attack. But after a quarrel with producers, Robert left London and returned to Moscow. 

In 2005, along with the bassist Alexei Mostiyev [Altera Forma, Eleven] they revived the band. The Moscow label Q-Code rec. reissued Sobaki Tabaka’s first two albums. The Rolling Stone Magazine published a vast article about the band while the musicians were touring  around the former Soviet republics. 

In 2007, after the show with Dälek, the musicians started creating a new album entitled "You’re done when I get you "  and subsequently released it on Soyuz Music rec. The album received highly positive acclaim of music critics and the audience. It revealed many new aspects of the band’s creativeness, consonant with the modern trends of noise-rock and sludge, keeping the same atmosphere, recognizable from the very first minutes of listening. 

After a gig with the iconic project Scorn in 2011 the musicians plunged into the studio work, which resulted with their fourth release, "The new body". In January of 2012, the band went on tour with the assistance of their colleagues, Swiss musicians from Sludge and Rorcal and a hip hop singer, La Gale. Later on Sobaki Tabaka supported Samael in Lausanne, and after their return to Moscow they shared a stage with Swans. The following years the band also performed with Godflesh and The Young Gods, and, at the same time, the vocalist Robert Ostrolutsky became a superstar of the Russian musical "Todd".


At its highest point, the band played their 20-th anniversary show in Moscow with Christopher Hahn (SWANS) in May of  2016, smashing down their listeners with power of 7 people on stage, and later, in November, they’ve performed with Killing Joke in Geneva. 

This year the band is releasing a special tribute edition, featuring such underground scene’s stars as Octopus from Dälek, Oddateee, Alan Dubin from GNAW / KHANATE, khost, Gnaw Their Tongues, Dave Phillips etc., and here are some words about this work.

Gnaw Their Tongues - The New Body

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