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from Abyss Lord by Immortal Rotting

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A toxic nucleus
In the heart of a town
Hands, caked in dirt
All reaching out
To welcome you
And make you better
Fit for forlorn ways
The poisonous touch
That hears you scream
And life burns away
So there's no thought anymore
It's a herd
That died long ago
Mindless, soulless
One much like another
It's obvious after the fact
But somehow you didn't know
When the dead grabbed you
With shallow instincts
And base hunger
That procreated in the graveyard
Graves mark the still living
And it keeps spreading out
A disease, a dance of conformity
Insidious in nature
As it claims your future
And makes you the same

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from Abyss Lord, released August 12, 2022

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Immortal Rotting New York, New York

Immortal Rotting seeks to be evil. Formed with reverence for foreboding death metal masters like Incantation, Coffins, and Incrust, Immortal Rotting flies the standard of evil in metal, an art often forgotten in a musical landscape of grind and brutality.

John Corpse - Guitar, Vocals, Bass, Programming

Keith Christhunter - Guitar, Lyrics

Andrew Ghoul -
Drums
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