Pestilent agE

Our Very first single

Lyrics
Tie you up, bind your hands and feet, in my eyes you’re barley a human being
Try to scream_______ I’ve taped your mouth shut, Panicking_______ there is no escape,  
Drag you back into the woods, no one will ever,  hear your futile cries,
With these tools I rip and tear_ still alive wishing you were dead.

Pre chorus
Slowly, raped and tortured, pain and agony, is only the beginning
Infections running rampant, festering with puss 
Rotting as you breathe 
Chorus
Suffering through inconceivable rape and torturing_________________
Verse 2
You don’t have a lot of, left to live, I’m skinning you alive
Cold sharp steel, peeling flesh, putrid stench, gasping for breath 
Carving out as I devour, puss filled wounds, you are no longer breathing.
Pre chorus
Slowly, raped and tortured, pain and agony, is only the beginning
Infections running rampant, festering with puss 
Rotting as you breathe 
Chorus
Suffering through inconceivable rape and torturing_________________


Suffering Through Inconceivable Rape And Torturing

Black Death

Lyrics
Piles of corpses
Festering with disease
Thrown over brick walls
Ripe with plague
Biological warfare
Undiscriminating death
Defenseless 
Against  suffering
Killing an entire city without steel or force
Coughing blood and puss filled sacs far worse than the sword
Spreading  like wild fire across all of Europe
Decimating empires invoked the wrath of god
Burning women at the stake, Blame this on their sin
The pope declares a lack of faith demands fear based conversions
Killing half of Europe 50 million dead
No hope for a solution as fear and panic spread
Insult adds to injury and justifies atrocity
As we look for someone to blame
Unimaginable suffering
Immense pain and agony
Nowhere to bury the dead
The stench of death is over bearing
Carried by fleas
Spread by trade
Spread by war
The black plague
A mass extinction, like never before
Worse than genocide, worse than war
Invisibly infecting, visibly grotesque
No hope for curing, the black death
Flu like symptoms, fever and chills
Swollen Lymph nodes, Boils all over the skin
Black spots/ Weakness /horrible stench  puss drainage
Unimaginable suffering
Immense pain and agony
Nowhere to bury the dead
The stench of death is over bearing
Carried by fleas
Spread by trade
Spread by war
The black plague
A mass extinction, like never before
Worse than genocide, worse than war
Invisibly infecting, visibly grotesque
No hope for curing, the black death



Black Death

Lyrics
Grotesque enslavement
Rotten torsos sawn in half
Their entrails spills on the floor
Putrid smell of stagnant blood
Rotten___________
Bodies suspended
Unable to run away
Physical abuse
Knives are the tools of my trade
Incisions from head to toe
Their entrails spill on the floor
Suspended by victims remains
A grotesque enslavement
Industrialized killing machine
Piles of bodies left to rot
A liquefied heap of flesh and bone
To many victims to count
This wretched stench of death
Hangs thick in the air
Arms and legs severed and torn
Their owners dying in filth
Living in feces and piss
Rotting left to die
Burning flesh blackens
Dies and peels away
Drowning in human sludge
Maggots feasting on slime
Grotesque enslavement
Caged like an animal
Manufacturing murder
Industrialized torture
Pouring liquid onto their skin
Forced to consume chemicals
Carving out noses and eyes
Electrocution forced sodomy

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Pestilent Age is a three piece death metal band from Lapeer Michigan. Pestilent Age is composed of Lee Roach on lead guitar, rhythm guitar, and vocal, Brandon (Spud) Lesley on bass guitar, and Steve Worley on drums. Their mix of old school death metal, tech-death, black metal, doom, sludge, shred, epic, symphonic, viking, grindcore, thrash and speed metal influences make up the intense double bass, heavy blast beat, bone crushing riffs, screaming leads, and guttural vocal style you'll hear on their debut album Medieval Holocaust as well on future projects to come.



Medieval Holocaust

Grotesque Enslavement

Pestilent Age - Battle of the Ice from the  E.P. Novgorod out now! 
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Guitar/Vocals - Lee Roach
Bass - Brandon "Spud" Lesley
Drums - Steve Worley 
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(lyrics)
Rising of tensions a forced conversion of faith
A forced conversion of faith
The fast approaching Christians
Must be held at bay
Novgorod is at stake
Of falling to the Livonian knights
Estonians, Germans, and Danes
Waging their northern crusade
Although our numbers are great
The opposition is strong
Our first fight was met with defeat
At the battle of Dorpat
Prince Hermann must pay
For what he has done
First we must retreat
For new land to wage war on
Pulling back to the east
Though we won’t claim defeat
The battle has just begun
Victory not yet won
On a lake we make our stand
Form the lines
Prepare to fight
A silence hangs in the air
Broken by scream the time is here
Charging into battle
Our lines hold strong
Knowing not what may come
Novgorod fought on
Volleys of arrows
Rain down from the sky
Momentum of the crusaders
Dies_____________
Taking control of the battlefield
Flanking the crusaders their lines begin to break
Forcing them onto Peipus
A great and frozen lake
Cracks and moans beneath their feet
The ice gives way
Casting them into its depths
A cold and watery grave
Weighed down by their armor
No hope for escape
Volleys of arrows
Rain down from the sky
Momentum of the crusaders
Dies_____________
Claiming victory against a superior force
For now the north belongs to Alexander Nevsky

Battle Of The Ice

Pestilent Age - Battle of the Ice from the  E.P. Novgorod out now! 
Buy it here.
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Guitar/Vocals - Lee Roach
Bass - Brandon "Spud" Lesley
Drums - Steve Worley 
Also check us out on 
Official Site: http://www.pestilent666.com/
Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/Pestilent666/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/pestilent666
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-53307715
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LYRICS                                  
Conquered land a legacy down Odin’s path victory
Favored by the one eyed god who guides our ships to lands afar
Thor Odin Freya Tyre
The fate the Norns have carved out leads us to Valhalla to feast beside the gods to await Ragnarok  
Those deemed unfit reside in Hel ruled by Helliem the wicked the sick and those who’ve died of old age
A thousand year belief now under attack a threat from the south Christianity
A thousand year belief now under attack a threat from the south Christianity
The end of an age battle of gods without Fenrir Jormungandr
Fading away from ritual the winds of change hammer meets cross
The grand prince of Kiev Vladimir the Great answering Byzantine comes to Basil’s aid
Under the condition to wed to convert Basil’s Sister Anne forcing unity
Conversion brings rebellion bound to change a way of life
Unwilling was Novgorod forced upon the city Kiev
Burning the sacred systematic purge cut down defiance killing the old gods
The hammer of Thor presence of Odin no longer at hand no blood offerings
To die in battle without Valhalla without Fenrir without Jormungandr
Lost identity traveling this world stripped of our culture from our beliefs
Baptizing the Rus’ purging our their own religion abandon the gods trading culture for unity
Baptizing the Rus’ purging our their own religion abandon the gods trading culture for unity
The fate the Norns had carved out led us to Valhalla to feast beside the gods to await Ragnarok  
Those deemed unfit reside in Hel ruled by Helliem the wicked the sick and those who’ve died of old age
Baptizing the Rus’ destroying heritage casting the gods aside no longer Viking burning our own shrines murdering our priests
Baptizing the Rus’ purging our their own religion abandon the gods trading culture for unity
Baptizing the Rus’ purging our their own religion abandon the gods trading culture for unity
Baptizing the Rus’ destroying heritage casting the gods aside no longer Viking burning our own shrines murdering our priests

Baptizing The Rus'

Lyrics
Verse 1 
slowly ascending 
into a force 
to be reckoned with 
while generational gaps
make transitioning difficult

Chorus
our time is now
outdated politics
will not stand
under our 
rule 

Verse 2
lower voter turn out leads to
under represented youth 
turned off by our system 
engaged in change

Chorus
our time is now
outdated politics
will not stand
under our 
rule 

Verse 3
gerrymandering
deciding wins
long before voting
leaving voiceless
 populations vulnerable

All music for "Outdated Politics" written by Matthew Gonzalez and Leland Roach. All music performed by Matthew Gonzalez (Guitar, Lead Guitar) and Leland Roach (Guitar, Bass, Vocals, and drum programming). All music mixed and mastered by Leland Roach at Leland Studios in October and November of 2018.

Matt Gonzalez and Lee Roach - Outdated Politics

If old school death metal butt fucked melodic death metal and had a retarded child who engaged in a bit of incest with thrash metal the resulting abortion might sound similar to Pestilent Age. Fueled by coffee, cigarettes, a constant lack of sleep, and an extreme hatred for pop culture Pestilent Age has been not giving a fuck about your opinion since April of 2016. If cleanly sung choruses are your thing then look elsewhere. Pestilent Age is sonic wall of guttural vocals in front of down tuned guitars chugging out palm muted chords underneath an array of blazing fast leads. The rumble of gravely bass and double kick hit below the belt while the crack of Steve’s snare will smack you straight in the face.