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Purgatory

by Mother Morgue

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Exordium 00:40
2.
A martyr you become, by no choice but the faith of kingdom come. A life left with out its grasp, to only be dealt its end by human scum. Human scum A world that’s slipping from a purpose, a never-ending suffering curse. Breed and feed among the sprawls of flesh, eating at the purity of what little is left Following and becoming what’s opposed, a lie to our favored death. Man-made abominations, suppressing our expansion, mass extinction a game to our leaders You’re inevitable worldly fire, engorged all that stands in front A human desire to fuel the warpath of hell, a promising species locked in a ruling cell. Global chaos in a political form, a playful game to a sadistic sleaze.
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Diluting the hope, creating images of lies to make you cope. Power embedded into man, a given desire that converges their true delusion. Surrounded with ignorance and filthy pleasure, a prophecy of lustful doom for only us to watch it loom. Each day a heed of warning, living in the malfunction of existence. a lack of reality and responsibility, an unconditional circumstance of leading. A progression of butchery a world so grim, breaching its security holding itself on the rim, a repugnant shell creating a worldly omen, Embrace and strive for your neutrality, a conceived and well-thought reality.
4.
A world with a recipe of destruction, leading its evolution in the streets of a desirable nightmare. Falsifying a rightful life no need for your mind to ponder, evaluate your lust for hate and crave this primitive hunger. A manipulative nature of the deity who holds control, a relentless force of carnage and war Your children sent to slave a egotistic battle, wither and scream for the horrors that they are forced to be seen. A life to be used as a token for a flag, empathy now a reasoning of the vivid past. Lay witness to a common ruling of man, the demand. Reap so little from the efforts that are poorly made, relinquish your life to the ones who hold the world in their hands, suffer and follow to your knees wear thin. Leave this race to lay it’s waste, a poisonous growth too seek the end.
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Mindless conflict for a delusional reign Inserting false claims in the young for them to endure your pain A burning world that was a gift, taken for a battleground of prophets Left in our trust for only us to bury in a coffin A Primitive instinct to rule evolution, a trap to ensure no change only to show that our future is a psychotic filled cage Our political held saviors grin with their immunity Conscious and malicious to hold our pride, not realizing our reassuring thought of life being a lie. A raging disease spreading chaos in any form, consistent on its greed, making sure that you will be in dire need A perfect world in a close grip, with peace and prosperity, but surrounded by vermin and filth completes on our question of the meaning of our longevity.
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Unborn generations left with a desolate world, selfish thoughts to empty ourselves of any emotion. A dime worth more than a life, a tribute to the easy sacrifice of human life. Having no control over what can be done, each day wondering when the time will come. Constant eyes on the skies waiting for the fateful day, a bright stage in a painful burning cage. Persist with your thoughts and battles, a nonstop world of violence over useless morals. apocalyptic horror, a paradise of anxiety. Misguided masses to embed their trust into shells of people, a convincing smile to persuade. Engulfed with the gloom of delusion, each step taking us intellectually back to the day we were made. An administration of deceit and destruction, lead life as a board game of fun. Only a matter of time before our luck of the run is done.
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Dissection of our mind, the true commitment to our kind Leave us in ruins but free us from our corruption. A prosperous breed given the righteous path, engorged with greed and poisonous need. Bear witness to true immorality and strip yourself of spoken dignity. Too destroy but not to conserve, a race left with depleting reserves but yet no unnerving turn to keep us from the forth coming, ending, burn Human minds, A rotten kind, only carnage to consume, engulfed in the flames A forged world that gains nothing through selfish bloodshed, but only tolerant to a pathetic lust. . Lay waste to the hope that you keep, that time carves closer to the end.
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Dehumanizing, a man-made code and structure, a direct ruling of your free state. Complete secrecy of a new found volatile clergy, a corporate-run faith which forever overshadows one's intuition. Devote and commit innocence to a senile curriculum to make yourself one with the herd, only to fit in and to never be heard. A growing consensus among the masses to what will become, a venomous poison of withering fear injecting into us scum. An unfolding circle of hell, a biblical myth becoming true. Left with subliminal knowledge that a non merciful apocalypse is due. Vote for your serpent and feed the idolization, a painted window of a flawless change to only lead to a substantial raging mutilation. Internal treason to fellow man. through lips of a distraught empire A broken system with volatile intention.

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Mother Morgue is an Australia-spawn quartet offering a unique mix of Brutal Death, Deathcore, and Sludge. Realityfade is happy to be pressing their debut 8 track CD 'Purgatory'.

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released October 31, 2019

MOTHER MORGUE:
Daniel John Owens | Vocals
Seamus McIlduff | Guitars
Christian Pedersen | Bass
Mason Page | Drums

Guest features by
Konrad on ‘Lustful Decay’
Matt Turkington on ‘Casket Born’
Alex Hill on ‘Delusive Herd’

Recorded by Jarred Nettle, Andy Kite,
and Seamus McIlduff.
Mixed and Mastered by Jarred Nettle.
Artwork by Cameron Smith.

Released by Realityfade.

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