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Too Much Metal for One Hand

by Skeptik

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Necronomicon 04:37
the words, written in blood spoken aloud, deep in the thick of the woods, lure the darkest evil into the fog. guided by nothing but appetite to wreck & diminish sanity, under demonic possession they will feed on your fear. stopping the sun from rising & prolonging the witching hour, they prefer to avoid survivors in their wake. taking over the forest & demolishing any exit, these abominatory beings have souls to take. so will you rise to meet the darkest army will you face the force of the undead? necronomicon invoked creatures, will you let them in your head? eyes succumbing to cold & lifelessness are rolling to white as decomposition is accellerated. entering in a broken window, tunnelling through the walls until maniacal laughing abundantly resonates uncontrolled. take any weapons you can, this evil is somewhat a force to be reckoned with, as gallons of blackening blood escape the walls. something under the floorboards, deep within the cellar, buried in the dirt is calling you out. so will you rise to meet the darkest army will you face the force of the undead? necronomicon invoked creatures, will you let them in your head? opening a door into another realm of being through the passages intended for containment of this wickedness. a portal in the sky began consuming all and everything and nothing could escape the transversion of all space and time. tethered to the earth in whatever way you may attempt is rendered ineffectual as gravity betrays you. pulled into the air despite all efforts to escape along with all the bitter creatures, teleported to their point of origin. THEY WILL STEAL YOUR SOUL. now, never give in to the urge to allow even a syllable written within the darkened pages to pass between your parted lips. the book of the dead, the necronomicon can bring about things, not even creatable by the most sinister point of your mind's abyss. they come with the darkest thoughts, bending your will to their darkest plots. only the pages that brought back into their being can send them back into their confining vaults. so will you rise to meet the darkest army will you face the force of the undead? necronomicon invoked creatures, will you let them in your head?
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Smothered in fur, nibbling at the fibers of time rodents of chaos, bringing forth apocalypse. black out the sun burning sky, raining blood, end of the world by hamster apocalypse.. APOCALYPSE OF HAMSTERS APOCALYPSE OF HAMSTERS no room in hell, zombie hamsters walk the earth, eating the living conquering the minuscule. nothing can stop, confusion that awaits the world, hamstery doom. HAMSTER APOCALYPSE APOCALYPSE OF HAMSTERS APOCALYPSE OF HAMSTERS no where to run no where to hide no one can save you the hamsters will rise fuck yea, smothered in fur, nibbling at the fibers of time rodents of chaos, bringing forth apocalypse. black out the sun burning sky, raining blood, end of the world by hamster apocalypse.. APOCALYPSE OF HAMSTERS APOCALYPSE OF HAMSTERS
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hidden out beyond the outskirts of the universe, deep within a void where humankind will never dream to explore grew the tensions of opposing astral titans, vanity & attention the premise and foundation for war. in a realm of metaphysical philosophy, physical embodiments of dieties at quarrel for fame drew bets & wagers on the weight of popularity, mortals as their currency, the prize a title tied to a name. NO CARE FOR THE OUTCOME OF THIS WORLD APPETITE FOR GLORY OBEDIENCE THEIR THIRST ARCHITECTS OF CHAOS SILENT AS THEY WATCH imposing influence on gullible mortals, their stories infiltrated deep within a primitive form and under teaching an uneducated populous legions and allegiances & keepers of religions were born. people spread the word of fabricated knowledge, at root with questionless subservience to power conformed. their existential authors, diefied in fables sat and watched as their dominions segregated, spread and conquered to form. NO CARE FOR THE OUTCOME OF THIS WORLD APPETITE FOR GLORY OBEDIENCE THEIR THIRST ARCHITECTS OF CHAOS SILENT AS THEY WATCH SILENT AS THEY WATCH SILENT AS THEY WATCH traversing ages, generations & empires, the holy war is still a struggle on this spiraling rock. disciples, ministries alike are still reliant on inherent human ignorance, refutiating alteration. while the minions of these gambling gods remain entrusting that their leaders will return to reclaim a blinded eye is cast apart from the reality: creators of the sacred hold no stake in this humanity's fate. APPETITE FOR GLORY OBEDIENCE THEIR THIRST ARCHITECTS OF CHAOS SILENT AS THEY WATCH
4.
Goblin King 02:14
hidden maze, deep inside the fantasies of open minds. someone awaits for you to choose your path taking nothing granted at appearances, such a twisted realm of curiosity. haunted by the minions of an elder beast, choose your wording carefully for the king of fiends. GOBLIN KING-IN THE WRETCHED SECTOR OF THE GOBLIN KING-TIME IS NOW AN ENEMY GOBLIN KING-BARING FRUITS OF TEMPTATION GOBLIN KING-YOU'VE NO POWER OVER ME hidden maze, deep inside the fantasies of open minds. someone awaits for you to choose your path taking nothing granted at appearances, such a twisted realm of curiosity. haunted by the minions of an elder beast, choose your wording carefully for the king of fiends. GOBLIN KING-IN THE WRETCHED SECTOR OF THE GOBLIN KING-TIME IS NOW AN ENEMY GOBLIN KING-BARING FRUITS OF TEMPTATION GOBLIN KING-YOU'VE NO POWER OVER ME
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Nihilist 04:45
stand in question, fallen mortal stricken being brought to end. is this purgatory that you've created? our justice made all pretend the end in form is nothing and yet still we fear to be which we know not of, nor do we know where. you don't have to save this soul. is there hope in your redemption? twisted mortal, flawed & scorned living without fear of omiscience, your judgement has been forewarned. the end in form is nothing and yet still we fear to be which we know not of, nor do we know where. you don't have to save this soul. a life undictated by fear of what will come to pass. defiant of an overbearing stark hypocrisy a wolf-ish roar amidst a silent, sheepish, crowded mass a streak of imperfection, fallen from conformity. the end in form is nothing and yet still we fear to be which we know not of, nor do we know where. you don't have to save this soul.
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No Return 03:39
return from corn fields, trapped inside and left to spoil. No return from cropped plains, disoriented and left to... Fall into the labyrinth underneath the harvest moon and left the corridors engulf you in directional confusion as the equinox of autumn glows obsidian and mystical, you're lost among the crops in somewhere never to return. as you.. Fall into the labyrinth underneath the harvest moon and left the corridors engulf you in directional confusion as the equinox of autumn glows obsidian and mystical, you're lost among the crops in somewhere never to return. Terrified of tall plants, because you can't see over them. Run and hide, out among the stalks, let the voices of the kernels take you deeper to.. Fall into the labyrinth underneath the harvest moon and left the corridors engulf you in directional confusion as the equinox of autumn glows obsidian and mystical, you're lost among the crops in somewhere never to return. as you.. Fall into the labyrinth underneath the harvest moon and left the corridors engulf you in directional confusion as the equinox of autumn glows obsidian and mystical, you're lost among the crops in somewhere never to return. Does it seem like the scarecrows eyes follow you every move you make? Does it seem you are trapped inside? Is this cold starchy tomb your fate? Fall into the labyrinth underneath the harvest moon and left the corridors engulf you in directional confusion as the equinox of autumn glows obsidian and mystical, you're lost among the crops in somewhere never to return. as you.. Fall into the labyrinth underneath the harvest moon and left the corridors engulf you in directional confusion as the equinox of autumn glows obsidian and mystical, you're lost among the crops in somewhere never to return. No return from corn fields, trapped inside and left to spoil. No return from cropped plains, Disoriented and left to...
7.
lo' and now behold the glowing screen of moving images, exhibiting the ringleaders of exploitation proclamating leadership to be bestowed upon them by the will of those who have the force to witness vitriolic shame. smearing out the character of any stood in opposition to support a limited corrupted party system, profiting gratuitously, ego masturbation is the gratifying symptom that compells the snakes into this fucking game. SO CAST YOUR BALLOT AS WE FEED THE MONSTER PRETEND YOUR MONARCH GIVES A FLYING FUCK AS THE DARK CONSUMES AGAIN AND ALL WILL BOW BEFORE THE SERPENT'S REIGN. venom in the words of populations turned against itself demeaning and dehumanizing all who stand to disagree, people who might empathize instead are casting violence a side effect of divisive political pollution. justifying acts of immorality for purposes that benefit no party but the criminals who perpetrate promising the power to destroy the fucking planet to the suited serpent victor of this institution. SO CAST YOUR BALLOT AS WE FEED THE MONSTER PRETEND THE WINNER GIVES A FLYING FUCKING FUCK AS THE DARK CONSUMES AGAIN AND ALL WILL BOW BEFORE THE SERPENT'S REIGN. are you a democrat or a republican? if you plan to have a voice, then you have no other choice. you may choose the rights you would prefer to have obstructed on, but the serpent's tongue will never know the language of the land.
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a healthy dose, dose of death 8 million servings a day. doctor recommended, taste tested, tongue approved. try a healthy dose of death, part of this complete breakfast. with a side of face, yes, cannibalizing your own face. a healthy dose, dose of death it's the taste of victory. the best part of waking up is the knowledge that another healthy dose of death will never fill you up or let you down. from the time you taste it you will consume until you explode. a healthy dose, dose of death 8 million servings a day. doctor recommended, taste tested, tongue approved. try a healthy dose of death, part of this complete breakfast. with a side of face, yes, cannibalizing your own face. get a healthy dose of death delivered but then tip your driver. you can super-size it for a small up-charge. one healthy dose, dose of death, try it again and you will like it it is better than eating an atom bomb. a healthy dose, dose of death 8 million servings a day. doctor recommended, taste tested, tongue approved. try a healthy dose of death, part of this complete breakfast. with a side of face, yes, cannibalizing your own face.
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Vegelation 02:44
vegelation, vegelation vegetable judgement vegelation, vegelation it is the end of days Sky is green, saladous clouds, Raining carrot juice, produce will rise. When the beets return to salads, and an onion fills the sky, the broccoli empire rises, you and i must dine. vegelation, vegelation vegetable judgement vegelation, vegelation it is the end of days stench of onions, rotting cabbage, no good produce, healthy eating gone. from eternal soup: tomatoes. with artichokes on every shore, turning man against his spinach leaves, until man will eat no more. doom.... kale & squash, zucchini doom... pumpkin, carrots, arugula When the beets return to salads, and an onion fills the sky, the broccoli empire rises, you and i must dine. vegelation, vegelation vegetable judgement vegelation, vegelation it is the end of days
10.
Well I'm about to roll and blow The whole entire world into a hole And fill it full of heavy metal revolution I'll be breaking down the very foundation of your mental state Perpetuating unity by desecrating everything Pentagrams and candles steady burning in a thrash fest Babylon is burning while we're dancing on the ashes Acting out, the moon is full I'm feeling down to stealing souls I'm bringing out some heathens Welcoming everyone into the black Well I'm Bringing forth the coming of an ending of an age An emotive sort of morbid skill is demonstrated on stage Feeble minded people try to demonize the reckoning While thunder crashes heavily And metal gods are beckoning Getting all up in the face of anyone thinking time and space Have anything to do with putting suckers in their place Until we're howling at the universe like a hungry pack of wolves With humanity enfolded in our plan to plummet into the black Watch as the walls Come crumbling to ash As the future and the past fall Into the black Rise of the night fall Darkening the sky Calls howling with the pack Crawl Into the black Calm of a dark night Swallowing the light As the world is turning back Rolling Into the black Nothing can be done That will eradicate the fact That the room is now a mosh pit Succumbing under Into the black You can rage but you cannot stop this You can rise up and move with the movement You can hate, but this force, chaotic Will only grow and explode with a beautiful flame Underneath a lunar rock, we're welcoming an evening Enshrouding every being in the shadow of the disarray A circle pit is started and continues growing larger until Every person in the motherfucking world is part of it The solar system reaches out becoming one with oceans As humanity's united in the wake of the calamity The solar system reaches out becoming one with oceans As humanity's united in the wake of the calamity Watch as the walls Come crumbling to ash As the future and the past fall Into the black Rise of the night fall Darkening the sky Calls howling with the pack Crawl Into the black Calm of a dark night Swallowing the light As the world is turning back Rolling Into the black Nothing can be done That will eradicate the fact That the room is now a mosh pit Succumbing under Into the black
11.
step into the door and enter into this chaotic scene a ritual of animalistic energy encircling. a gruesome section of the world that you have never seen before pagan runes and symbols coat the walls and fill the heads around you as the primal rhythms and the sound of hypnotizing riffage permeates the wrinkles of your brain and surrounding atmosphere passing through the pit, such a sickening sight a realm beyond the listening range of idols any thoughts of prayers come to fall on deaf ears, when you leave your soul and spirit at the postern saturated by the sights and images before you, experience nirvana for the first time. bending to the will of the beat that fills your ears, as a nodding motion overtakes the vessel of your mind AT THE WITCHING HOUR IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT AN ANCIENT CELEBRATION IS BURSTING INTO LIFE HEADS ARE MOVING RAPIDLY A DIZZYING DISPLAY A CORDIAL INVITATION TO JOIN US ON THIS DAY WELCOME TO A HEAVY METAL VOMIT PARTY now you feel the lure of barbaric gutteral urge pushing you to give in to the cadence pummelled by the force of archaic hidden tendencies to move around irradically at tempo'd pace cyclones a blur from the currents of the windmilling hair, as the pit shows no evidence of relent suddenly you find yourself rising over waves of the gathering and carried as the tremelo'ing riffs erupt AT THE WITCHING HOUR IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT AN ANCIENT CELEBRATION IS BURSTING INTO LIFE HEADS ARE MOVING RAPIDLY A DIZZYING DISPLAY A CORDIAL INVITATION TO JOIN US ON THIS DAY WELCOME TO A HEAVY METAL VOMIT PARTY AT THE WITCHING HOUR IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT AN ANCIENT CELEBRATION IS BURSTING INTO LIFE HEADS ARE MOVING RAPIDLY A DIZZYING DISPLAY A CORDIAL INVITATION TO JOIN US ON THIS DAY WELCOME TO A HEAVY METAL VOMIT PARTY

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An early and more straight forward thrash/death metal release from Skeptik. Comprised of songs about politics, horror, fun and vegetables

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released July 24, 2015

Topher Jackson- All Vocals, Instruments, Programming, Song Writing, Editing, Mixing, Mastering, Production and Artwork

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Skeptik is a one man heathen metal band from St. Louis, MO in the USA. Drawing influences metal, hip hop, folk, industrial and everything in between, Skeptik's sound is signatured by rapid fire harsh vocals and a wide array of synth and atmosphere. A frequent musical collaborator, be sure to hit “contact” if interested. ... more

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