Quietus EP

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'Quietus' EP 2016
Produced, Mixed, and Masted by Garotte @ KDRS Media Studios

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released March 2, 2016

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GAROTTE South Carolina

South Carolina Melodic Death Metal

Garotte is:

Korey Smith - Vocals

Ellis Tolbert -
Drums/Guitar

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Track Name: First Born
Twisted dreams that play out in silence
amongst falling black flakes of ash.
Weaving through the hellish scenarios,
the air rich with rot at last, death at last
Lepers crowd in orgies of sin,
the stench growing ever faster,
The form of the chosen one, born in vile sin ,
moving in closer, a dark cloud precedes this unholy fiend.
Slowly in darkness, they prepare the table,
adorned with the eyes, from the head of the traitor,
We sever the throat, and parade within vile,
for blasphemous things, that were done in exile.
We slave for thy bidding,
for thy bidding be done
To taste the blood of the first born son.
Track Name: Transmigrate
My face flakes to dust with the touch of the rising sun
Tracing the cool breeze with the charcoal ash that fell
I feel myself fading away,
enriching the loam.
To the present abode of humankind.
As distinct from heaven or hell.
Falling from grace, left behind.
Reduced to a lone sublunary cell.
I am in hell.
All's left is flesh and bone
Reduced to clay and stone
Receding back to my old home
My cold earthen throne
As distinct from heaven or hell.
Falling from grace, left behind.
Reduced to a lone sublunary cell.
I am in hell.
In hell.
And now, maggots, feast on my flesh as I return to the earth.
My bones grow into roots of trees. I will return to the earth.
Let them bestow a limb
in every direction
Then open all my veins,
that I may swim
To thee, my Maker,
in that crimson lake
And now, maggots, feast on my flesh as I return to the earth.
My bones grow into roots of trees. I will return to the earth.
And now, maggots, feast on my flesh as I return to the earth.
My bones grow into roots of trees. I will return to the earth.
Track Name: Mortification of The Flesh
Blinded by a self-imagined importance
and warmed beneath a blanket of deception
Worried and wrecked and manifest injury
Manifest offense for sacredly pinned savior
Further your burden, fasten it to the cross
The truth has set you free, forever tied to lies
Pierce your flesh
Just mask your sins away and hide from light
Jesus wept
Hang your head in shame
Destroy it, if it refuses to believe
Take it, guided by your holy ghost
Soak in your snake oil atonement pool
Drown deep in your unwavering hypocrisy
And now the more you look the less you see
Lessen your burden, fasten it to the cross
The truth has not set you free, forever tied to lies
Hang your head and destroy
Track Name: Quietus
Reluctantly parted my lips to speak again.
Words ran down my face, staining the sand.
Words of demise stuck under my skin.
Never to be spoken or heard again.
Producing endless thought and endless pain.
To cherish and be held in endless disdain.
The Sun rises this morning, my words in it's glow
Then words fell empty, their meaning you'll never know.
Glowing and blooming in the warming rays,
Wonderous and lush, looming for the eyes to tell
Beginning to wilter my innate ability to feel
Beginning to wilter
my innate ability to feel
As you feel the tide subside and open your eyes
This final act, an absolute engagement
To the steely touch of cold hands upon your thighs
This final act, an absolute engagement
Reluctantly slit my lips to speak again.
Blood ran down my face, pooling where I stand.
Thoughts of demise stuck under my skin.
Never to be spoken or heard again.
Never to be spoken
Or heard again.
My blood, your blood,
They cannot wash this one away.
My blood, your blood,
They cannot wash this one away.
My blood, your blood,
My blood, your blood
My blood, your blood
My blood, your blood