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Which Witch Wroughts

by Post Mortem Superstar

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Before anesthesia and complacent law intervened Grave robbers supplied fresh cadavers for experiments none so serene By moonlight they toiled fetching the anatomist his prize Ghoulish, nocturnal rampages, blueprints for medical life. Shrieking in sheer agony Dull instruments attempt to alleviate pain Amputating limbs, blood begins to drain The subject is still alive Watching disease removed by knives A barbaric practice to benefit future lives. Burking became fashionable Monetary compensation ever tempting A doctor paid excellent guinea Illegal body transport, unrelenting. Corpses were brought to Laboratories Mad scientist lairs dresses in candlelight Where innards were studied by category Methodically butchered through the night. Ancestral Surgeons were curious Obsessed with the anatomy of the human body And these early expeditions, however superlious Were usually brutal and gaudy. Whether cut from a hangman's noose Or pried erratically from a fresh grave These anatomical specimen offered insight For the anatomist ever brave. What was a grotesque display Paved the slab for operations today. Obsessed with the anatomy of the human body And these early expeditions, however superlious Were usually brutal and gaudy. Whether cut from a hangman's noose Or pried erratically from a fresh grave These anatomical specimen offered insight For the anatomist ever brave. What was a grotesque display Paved the slab for operations today.
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Everything you ever said Whispers and drones in an endless eternity Never documented, thus not spoke Billions of lives provoked. Invisible Corpse Were you ever born? Invisible Corpse Did you ever die? Time to them seemed everlasting But the endless forever is lambasting The cattle call herd of life, eviscerated by death's scythe Ever tragic, yet no sympathy For the geriatric or infant gallery. Generation upon generation Of procreating fools Every cadaver a pawn All useless tools. In space no one hears your pleas In eternity echoes eighty billion screams In this eternal vacum Your life wasn't even a dream Simple plasma creatures Existing just to bleed.
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Sabotaging the inane by percise gunfire With this overabundance of stupidity I'm always for hire. Waiting in ambush to obliterate the prey Like an alligator profiling It's victim for the day. Impending bullets lodge in craniums Bodies twitch and piss while they shit. Shot full of lead Blown apart head Hostile hostilities Put to bed. Conducting drive by's On living nuisances. Walking, talking, target practice Bullseye on the brain Glocking while stalking Lower status domain. Rendered brainless and aimless By a silver slug A thinking mechanism No longer begrudged. Bullet proof, souped up on accelerant Voluntary manslaughter rampage All humans are an irritant Pulling triggers, venting rage. Shot full of lead Blown apart head Hostile hostilities Put to bed. Shotgun Lobotomy!!
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Voices from the past fall on deaf ears Screams from afar calling Puppets with their strings, Scathing the earth Faces looking up, unseeing Creature From below, Seeing us it hurts Tied to it's chamber, seething Beauty as it fades, sadly it peers Slain, leaving us, falling. Ululations in the ether.
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The windows are shutting, as the shadows close in The embers I fanned are lashed by cold winds Now how cold can I grow- Before I freeze where I stand? With my beating heart slipping, through my fingers like sand. My every thought is poison Which though I may avoid it Devours me from inside Like something else is in control of my mind. Whisper to me...
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"We graciously dedicate this album to all past cadavers and present future corpses who made or will cause an impact on this earth"

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released June 26, 2021

Recorded anno November - December 2020 by: Zaven Grigorian at Pop Studios - Northridge, California

Mixed/ Mastered anno January - March 2021 by: Roman Marisak at Wormhole Studios - Canyon Country, California

Front Image Painting - Tony F. Corpse
Back Image Painting - Krystal Fantom
Christophe Szpajdel - Logo artwork
Band Photos - Eyajo December Joseph
CD Design/Layout - Erin Collins

A Hole To Rot In Records 2021

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Post Mortem Superstar Los Angeles, California

Post Mortem Superstar is a eclectic amalgam of blackened- death-doom-thrash, intertwined with smatterings of 70's progressive post-punk goth and horror soundtrack influence. Reverse drumming, ritual dagger implementation, and a trash can murder ceremony. ... more

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