Vulture (New Song 2018)

Fang marks pulse on my boiling flesh
Craters from an enemy unknown
something crawls underneath my skin
I feel it just below the surface
Invisible limbs wrap around my neck
Not seen yet marked with such intention
All my air becomes thick and useless
I cant breathe, this is suffocating

Rhythms 
movements
furiously 
convulsing for the sake of it
pulsing
reflex
Emphatically 
These seizures take ahold of me
desperately Moving to the dance of the infected 
(the drum beats in) my veins but not my ear

For days and days the burning worsens
I cannot stop the vomiting
Hundreds of thousands of cold dead eyes
Gaze back into the depths of mine
I succumb to the weight of weightless beings
joined together, crushing my (soul/everthing/fiber of…)
Darkness engulf me, the light is no more 
Blackness transforms to an eight legged swarm

I can feel
Everything
Yet nothing
all at once
save me please
I become we

We are the swarm
We are the storm
(1X)Taking this body, It’s ours to reform
(2X)Taking this body, you are nothing more
We are the swarm
We are the swarm

The toxin coursing through bloodstream
Violently polluting all of my movements
Every single cell systematically converted
Rapid evolution, the pain endured

My joints buckle
DNA reconfiguring
My heart is beating
up my throat

I am becoming
my arachnophobic nightmare
Emerging from the tunnel 
to satisfy my bloodlust

I crawl 
the earth
Amongst
my bretheren

Arachnaphobia

The Last Dream

We are Desolate Earth! We’re an experimental metal band
located in Joplin, Missouri. Our goal is to make music 
that is heavy and aggressive but still fun and difficult
not to bob your head to. We attempt to utilize extended
range guitars without sounding gimmicky or generic. And
our moms all think we’re pretty good.

Travis Turner - Vocals
Luke Randolph - Guitar
Sevrin Eldred - Bass
Michael Elliot - Drums