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Grief

by Ghostsmoker

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SΓ¦lzer Bub Uhh, filthy …and fine!
I fucking love these sludgy riffs and doomy melodies. The voice is dirty and mean.
This is a real badass ep.
A blackened doom masterpiece.
Hand of Doom
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Hand of Doom Bleak, grimey, super heavy sludge. If anyone's ever done you the disservice of having played Ed Sheeran through your stereo, this is the stuff that will thoroughly cleanse those speakers 🀘
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daldoomer Awesome stuff Ben ;)
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ghostofthesun Great album, another one glad to have in my collection
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1.
Astral Realm 05:18
Death haunts my dreams Life will forget my suffering I am lost in a cosmic sea Adrift in the waves I'm afraid to return to the nothingness from which I came From which I came Life will forget me when I cease I've been asleep since I awoke Life will end when I release my grip Then life will bloom from my corpse One inch closer to the bitter end I lost my way inside the tide The time has come for me to find my rest Let this body finally die You waited from the moment of my first breathe Hiding in my mothers eyes Counting down the hours until my death I can no longer call you home I am just matter that did my best I am a moment dead and gone I am warmth become eternal cold Life will forget that I was born
2.
Eternal Veil 04:50
Bludgeoning sound of swallowed tongue and dissonance Beg for blood to spill on barren soil I built a monument for you and tore it down To suffocate you with the ash and ember Concealed in ruinous skin A wretch that felled desire All consuming ever blooming plague I know you as the hands that dig my grave An empty face in the windowpane A silhouette of dread that lies in wait I know you as the dirt in my nail The snake that hides behind the veil A river that swallows all that I am And all that I'll be Nothing left Depleted well Empty shell Husk of self Dissolved on the tongue of a Goliath that bares its teeth Reaching out to the void that comforts those on which it feeds Blacking out in the womb of a pessimist Carrying the weight of the sun as I stumble to my feet Nothing left Depleted well Empty shell Husk of self
3.
Grief 05:48
Coronation of woe and flies Chariot of despair Draped in a tapestry of grief Buried in sorrow Nurtured in the dirt with the worms Embalmed in rot Withering away Crushed under the weight of a calloused soul Weeping at the grave of burden manifested The end of my days as servant of the storm I am overcome with overwhelming pain Smoke in the pews suffocating us slowly Poison in the mouth of vitriolic entities Overcome by throes of death Overwhelming pain Conscience paints the scenery that no longer exists Baptized in the ocean of overwhelming pain Nihilistic ideation that begs to pull me into the waves I am overcome
4.
Mass Grave 04:56
Burn the heretics Burn their possessions Chattering teeth that chant the name of rapture Lamb to the slaughter Moth to the flame Set them on fire Then piss on their grave Hands toward the heavens Eyes toward the dirt Biting withered tongue Rotting in the sun Dead leaves descending from the family tree Blood soaked in the earth Drowning all below Cradled in the arms of phantoms As they send us off to sleep in the decay of our sins We are the phantoms rotting in our family tree Burn the heretics Burn their possessions Rattling bones that chant the name of the vile Rattling bones that chant the name of the vile To dust we return The dirt that buries our kin To the depths we condemn The souls of the damned

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Ghostsmoker’s brand of crushing blackened-doom works on a simple ethos: worship the riff, hail yourself, and submit to the dread.

The EP explores lyrical themes of untimely loss and trauma, anchored musically in a deliberately primitive and sludge driven approach.

Available now to purchase on limited edition Vinyl (150 copies total) and CD.

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released June 14, 2022

Recorded and Mixed by Jason Fuller at Goatsound
Mastered by Brad Boatright at Audioseige
Cover Illustration by Wolfgang

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Blackened Doom/Sludge band from Melbourne, Australia.

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