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Sins of the Father

by Accursed Creator

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Dread Metal/DreadMetalProductions Good solid deathcore complete with great breakdowns and good, solid musicianship. Also, female vocals that you can't tell aren't male vocals. This woman's vocals are 100% brutally legit. Listen, Love, Buy. \m/ Favorite track: Blot.
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Nick If you wanna call this band deathcore then it is probably some of the best you will hear in that sphere of music. Every spot crushes and also has some sweet technical playing. The vocals are phenominal, and it's killer to have a good example of well done female vocals to point at.

I had the chance of sharing the stage with this band once and it was an awesome time. Keep and eye on these guys. Favorite track: Anomalous.
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1.
Anomalous 04:52
The love for hope it putrefies I am the Tyranny of man Slave of forsaken oaths cavernous eyes Long for life Pleading without words There bellows purvey the slaughter This will be Pandemic carnage And imprint upon your disingenuous existence Anomalous callosity On the grins of saints Nevermore their gloss yet held Forever torn And abhorred Songs of man Sooner born Of longing then Of grasp Whispering Sins hollow the mind Destroying passions past The lust for hope it putrefies With ever impending dispair Tides of Gods immortal Blacking out the sun I will rival titans Upon scorched shores lay dismembered trophies Anomalous callosity On the grins of saints Nevermore their gloss yet held Forever torn And abhorred With an energy so fierce It blackens the sky Drying the oceans I will not give in All the atrocities brought unto the pure Demolish and Erase the blood on the shore I conquer all and rise above Your Foul Incarnation I reprisal forged in blood Tempered in flames I will redeem myself The hands of greed will fear my name The time to pay the debts of suffering Has come to pass I strike with vengeance The wrath of god within my grasp My vitality will not wane My flesh my blood My soul enriched by pain Anomalous callosity On the grins of saints Nevermore their gloss yet held Forever torn And abhorred This will be my imprint Unyieldingly An absolute
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Blot 03:54
Parasitism. Adhesively infectious. With a grin that could cause epidemics. Dismemberment in context. This is a desolate place of being. The opposition Face to face we meet This is the bitter end The step beyond so gradual Well aware as it bores through We are the lead to the chamber Frantic combustion splitting flesh and bone I will thrive Bring them to me intimately eviscerate them tediously There is no truth through broken tooth It's all for one and none for the rest A slaughter A Fate like cattle Fed until septic implosion We have become a pustulous blot A cancerous mass Upon the earth We are bound We are bound to self destruct We are the lead to the chamber Frantic combustion splitting flesh and bone I will thrive Bring them to me intimately eviscerate them tediously There is no truth through broken tooth It's all for one and none for the rest Bridge: I am the apex predator crowned by social construct This is your fate now bow to me You the enemy I the hunter We built said empire Upon False hope A Faith that brings genocide Cannibalistic tendencies But it matters not We're just a blot upon the earth
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We are of flesh and rot Often I picture your form as you parish I have seen the body release The last bit of life curling unto itself The voice Diminishes The eyes are no longer Windows to the soul Empty reflections of a pulsing grave Veiled in Worthless action Six feet of soil Could not seal my fate My eyes shot open With darkness surrounding The air was stale and hard to come by But I bored my way out with shreds of my Life Diminishes The eyes are no longer Windows to the soul Empty reflections of a pulsing grave Veiled in Worthless action Words and actions blinded me by visions of decay I see your fate before me My brush with death Cursed me so! I know how it ends for you Existence means nothing My Fair Cadaver I pry Myself From the clutches of humanity Immortal I rise Immortal I rise My Fair Cadaver

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released November 18, 2016

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