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Dark Spells of Synthetic Sorcery

by Tomb of Belial

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1.
Lurking beneath the waves Surging devil's Kraken comes Apparitions of dead sailors lost Forward in the black night, in the sea it comes… And grows And grows And grows Battlestations! It knows It knows It knows Man Overboard! The moon reflecting blood, on the deck Slams our ship at breakneck speeds Fleeting visions of home, Of land and trees Before we’re swallowed by the ancient beast Lurking beneath the waves, Summoned devil's Kraken comes God can't protect us now, Drowning, in black waters, the crew's lives already lost!
2.
Standing, on the edge of my psyche Winds howling A darkened lonely road With nowhere to go I’m lost My mind twists and burns Forever, I’ve forgotten My own sanity My brain Melting away under black blotter plague Only carnal desire remain Casting off godly sense A katharsis of evil visions Swirls and screams in this hellscape Of dead and barren men So lonely Is the journey of the soul Artificial divinity Farewell my one true home My brain Melting away under black blotter plague Only carnal desire remain I cannot see now Bile from my bowles Black Blotter vows Black blotter vows Black blotter vows Black blotter vows
3.
Run from Humanity, embracing misanthropy For on this night a plague, of black blotters destiny. Free me my darkest desires. Setting ablaze the funeral pyre. Slaughter the weak in cold blood. Heed my collapse, great evil will flood. Family is chased in delight. Fucking the wounds into the night. Bloodied mess, shotgun stung. I eat to feel, humanity’s gone. Where could it all begin I tried to look within I tried I care, but fuck the bitch Fabricate a love now stitched Preying in the dark of my mind Peering into my dark demise Morbid thoughts in joyful song Still my hunger lingers on Sullen Misanthropy Sullen Misanthropy Sullen Misanthropy
4.
Astral horrors of the flesh Commune through Satan's breath He quells their agony the harbinger of death Infernal possession You lay entombed Fear and death become your cocoon Welcome the flesh that hates Death's bell will toll for us All contortions are unknown Scars and spores will adorn Bodies flail in hate and scorn The Flesh That Hates Necropossession is our fate Take the world as your miasmic scourge Mutilated flesh humanity's purge Taken from their homes The night claims them leaving no bones Souls follow this sentient being Debilitating pain, flesh seething Flesh ripping humanoid Distorted horrors planted on the ground Corpses breeding, infected mass Anthropomorphic death machines Eaten alive In seizured cries They'll never die Yet they're dead inside The flesh that hates Necropossession is our fate Take the world as your miasmic scourge Mutilated flesh humanity's purge The flesh that hates Necropossession is our fate Take the world as your miasmic scourge Mutilated flesh humanity's purge
5.
I, struggle with the current Pulled, ever slowly under A deep and a deadly ending Final breath floats to surface A dark endless void As old as it is vast Grasped in the maw Claimed in a blinding flash Pressure pushes down, breaks through bone Darkness swallows devoured whole Pallid sheet of pale white skin Barely held by Grayed old veins sinew snipped As creatures feast Engorged, it’s as All things are Shit and ash Cycled through So endlessly As will be of us all Fucking dead And tossed away Preach some more As I fucking drown Feed the God Of the depths Tribute to earn Mottled flesh Waves will crash Blood will pour Behold the might Poseidon roars A ghastly way to go Doused to my fucking soul A weakened slow struggle I won’t tread on all night My fingers rise up high
6.
Screaming in pain like a slash from a knife A vision of hate reappears A voice sent from hell softly whispers my name It begs for my life and my tears Fractals spin and break as my vision softly warps Fingertips grow icy cold my soul is being scorched A burnt square of flesh in my tongue can only know Where my mind can, screaming, go Rocking, muttering, there’s no iron rod to hold I tremble as the lights start to grow Repeating thoughts, begin to appear Flashing lights, ringing ears A light seeps through as my mouth is forced to laugh My sides are aching, my jaw is clasped Manic muttering in the dark of a room Piecing thoughts, chaos viewed Walls drip down as the floor gives in Falling through to a cage within I forgot the tongues which I spoke Phlegm gurgles out from my throat Oh broken down, a wandering soul Who I am, what I know Shaking I’m howling As my life starts Dissolving Fragments Being It’s myself I’m deceiving Repeating thoughts, begin to appear Flashing lights, ringing ears A light seeps through as my mouth is forced to laugh My sides are aching, my jaw is clasped It’s I who has broke I’m entrenched in my path A creature, a worm in the mud No life reaching through No help for the damned A ferry to float in the muck Shepard I’ll break your crook Your flock is left for wolves Coyotes howl with might As buzzards rip at your skull Transformed I’ve seen myself As somebody sees someone Left behind then broke my path The evil has always won Forlorn and gifted am I For it’s few that fate bestows What in faith I surely lack The blotter always knows Shaking I’m howling As my life starts Dissolving Fragments Of being It’s myself I’m deceiving
7.
I’ve been waiting to come down Yet I still feel broken Like screws and bolts have been stripped And fallen out of my framing Give me peace from this fucking hell The world it churns like blood Flowing and sticking in the flooring Oh it’s never going to end The churning of people like cogs In a giant cold machine Numbers and barcodes to record The daily cattle count Sent from the cradle to the slaughterhouse To be butchered and burned Nature is utterly raped At the hands of humans and “growth,” The world we depend to hold us Is used like a parasites host And all the world will be ashes Like one big fucking morgue Floating in smoke and fire A dumpster being pured I feel like I’m drowning In endless looping thoughts Despair surely grips me I’m still feeling shock Trembling Fucked up I can’t take this any longer Floating in this river of chains Shackled on every part of my body Surviving with a broken brain I’ll escape and end it My compliance in this soulless game Fueled by the high or my hatred Of being imprisoned in terror and pain? Slouched in the corner of the room you’ll find me With limp arms and twisted legs My own blood on which I choked My skin is as white as their ghosts I can see myself Falling to the depths of hell And from the tree of my ancestors I’ll swing from the branches of my fathers Forever suffocating on my own undoing

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Written by Tomb of Belial 2018-2022
Wolf Nunley - Recording (Guitars, Bass, Vocals), Mixing, Mastering
Andy Patterson - Recording (Drums)

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released December 5, 2022

Alex Seolas - Bass, Lead Vocals
Quinn Brown - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Xander Johnson - Drums

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