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Befoulment Of The Rotting

by Numbered With The Transgressors

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1.
Assured extinction is at hand Crimes against creation A debt unsettled Agony spilt from a broken existence Damnation now reigns From years of abuse Hatred now settled By the deeds of our hands Bastardized upon our kind This world's uncaring rejection No more excuses to fight with ourselves Grasping at straws Clinging to hatred Trample the living Now uphold the dead We are dwelling in the days of the last Anguish, no mercy We are now befouled
2.
Grace is not found We search for forgiveness The verdict is read There is no repentance We are now cold, dead Stripped of existence This is the new dawn Our new home to welcome Bloated and gaseous The stench of our greed Condemned by our actions We sulk in our silence Self mutilation by means of escape Violence unfathomed Now shoveled remains This is our judgement Predestined to suffer
3.
The stench of decay Erupting my conscience Fixation on death Failure to surface Temporary flesh Cloaking the shell Vitality lost Decomposition The morbid reek Settled below Memento mori A constant reminder Of flesh stripped away Picked apart Beasts of the earth What is lost What we leave behind Rotting within A hidden domain Forever to dwell Alone in the end
4.
From the mouth of endless ruin Spewing from the filth of men Like entrails tangled, forming a clot Combustion to eternal rot Where to seek a place for peace Somewhere to dwell away From infection, contaminating The festering of decay By your words, drift away A pile among the dead Bloating and bulging Like rage unnerving The horrors in my head
5.
A hopeless plea to save Defining the suffering Nails too deep to remove Embedded here with me Living among the putrid A stare, dead as ash Torn from the inside Rejoicing in your torment We are one, you see Submerged inside of me Far from release Sinking piece by piece Abiding in my sorrow No blade to cut this loose Gathering all I take Nothing to surrender The foulest rage secrets You'll be forced to love
6.
Incisions slowly open Atrocious infection spreads Abysmal cries unheard Like no one else before Countless marks emerge This canvas of cracking flesh Bleeding out the life Once clung to with passion Warm now turns to grey Exit the blood Enter the dead Circling the drain All that I upheld That which I received Like a call from the abyss Marked by affliction By hands of rejection Incisions slowly open Atrocious infection spreads Abysmal cries unheard Like no one else before
7.
Dirt Dread Dirge Buried beneath Dirt Dread Dirge Buried beneath The shallow soil The falling ashes Decorate the masses Of this quiet tattered land Sweeping through the air The pieces of the dead Now laid to rest Dirt Dread Dirge Buried beneath Dirt Dread Dirge Buried beneath We are one with the dirt We are one with the dead We are all but complete Buried beneath

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Produced by Zack Plunkett
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Artwork by Zack Plunkett

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released December 11, 2021

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Numbered With The Transgressors Nashville, Tennessee

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