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Skinfiler

by Skinfiler

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1.
The sky is red and black when the parasites attack when grounds a moving blanket, you cannot hold them back arise! from the swamp to suffocate the earth chest cavity exploding, unto leaches we give birth trying to stop them before the throat chomp them into pieces on the smell and taste you choke coughing them out inhale them in the writhing horde of pseudo maggots judge us for our sins lungs filled with leaches drowning in worms 10,000 pieces feeling them squirm pulsating masses of mucus covered flesh who's sole ambition to stop the breath filling the mouth clogging the nose feeling ever desperate now you're tearing at your clothes the blade is pleasure like a scratch that you cant itch leaches and insides pouring out black as pitch
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Reckless 01:54
Inhibition Means fuck-all to me Harder, faster Ride or die, that's where I'll be Know no difference Of right or wrong Harder, faster Acceleration, that's where I belong Reckless reckless Fuckin' shit up the one thing on my checklist Know no limits You got one life and that's no way to live it Careful living A fucking disease Harder, faster Fuck your boundaries and fuck your beliefs Never slowed down And still going strong Harder, faster Acceleration is where I belong Reckless reckless Fuckin' shit up the one thing on my checklist Know no limits You got one life and that's no way to live it You eek on through This pointless life Is it true? Still satisfied?
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Skull Cellar 01:30
The stench of mold is sweet The crunch of bone relief The hammer falls once more To fill the blackness, life no more The empty faces Scream back at me A new addition With each memory These broken people The urge sublime A cellar full of faces torment, trapped in time Each time it's more to bear Each night another corpse stuck screaming, reaching out to nowhere Sermons of violence doth the hammer preach Each morning waking up white knuckled in the sweat soaked sheets The empty faces Scream back at me A new addition With each memory These broken people The urge sublime A cellar full of faces torment, trapped in time
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Channels endless Choices few Edited Digital Spew Eat away/at my brain Driving me/slowly insane In an attempt/to pass the time this piercing static rots my mind Ten second slideshow of flashing lights complacent way to spend the night Eat away/at my brain Driving me/slowly insane In an attempt/to pass the time this piercing static rots my mind Can't escape from the T.V. Tells you when to eat and breath To the core the brainwash seeps Controller of society Channels endless choices few, edited digital spew Bigger, brighter, taller, wider, fuck just let me crawl inside her I shall become one with my friend, my giant overpriced distraction From famine death and misery, I'd rather sit and watch T.V.

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4 demo track versions of songs soon to be on the EP 'Bitter Words'.

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released June 4, 2013

The Count of Chaos- Guitar, Bass, Vocals
Franz Lorenzo, the Bringer of Thunder- "Drums"

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Skinfiler Manchester, New Hampshire

Manchester, NH is a shitty, smelly place which makes for shitty, smelly music, that shitty, smelly friends can dance to in shitty, smelly basements.

Inspired by the hopelessness of southern NH city life, Skinfiler comes crawling out from underneath it's own dermis to impart it's brutal wisdom on the less fortunate (that is, those who end up hearing it).

No apologies. Pile it on.
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