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Hymns for the Personification of Entropy

by Periodeater

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    The inaugural demo by PERIODEATER
    an invitation to blood ritual revolutionaries the world over
    featuring a guillotine dream and 4 hymns to open portals into a world torn apart by the PERSONIFICATIONS OF ENTROPY
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Red Nebula 2019

A pistol in the forehead of your enemies. proceeds from the sales of this digital release will go to bailing out pipeline protestors and the legal funds of immigrant rights activists

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released June 5, 2019

Summoner of Bloodstorms - Portalcutters, Listener of Whispers, Doom Axe, Firing Squad, and all other political perversions

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Periodeater Los Angeles, California

noise for the end, songs for beginning
guillotine dreams
and ancestor worship
whispers of the void manifested for those yet to come

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Track Name: Execution (Tale of Things to Come)
Battle torn landscapes
before the glorious times
during the purifying darkness
machines of war echo in the distance
as one of the last of them is dragged
out of the holes where they hid
and read his sentence via a distant loudspeaker:
"You have been sentenced to death by beheading
so that the blood that will be spilled
will wash the earth of the sins that
you have committed against her people
you will not be given any last words
as you receive the last rites,
in the hopes that your dead god will grant you
the mercy you refused to grant to the People"

as another guillotine drops, the blood is collected and used to open another portal, through which this reality bleeds into the inevitable
Track Name: Periodeater
Tales of the conflicts of the past
echoing into the present at last

whispers to your self before the firefight
will bring no peace to the blood at night

haunted by the terror they aim to bring
into their homes will our bullets sing

the screams in the portals we opened
cried for their blood

now as in the songs they sang,
we have come to do as we must

they smashed our altars,
killed our gods

but the pendulum swings
and for us a new dawn

your kings, fed to the void
your empires will crumble

in the face of our masses,
your armies too, will be humbled

the virulent revenge of our mother
the crushing march of the "other"

beneath the treads of what's to come
unmake their world
and plant a seed for our own

so it is written, and so it must be done
as in the time, of the ancient ones.

Nature demands her due.
No longer will the efforts of the many
engorge only the few

Let their pews be hacked up for fuel,
pyres to the dark womb of the void.

as we lap up the red waters of victory
fate plunges its quill in the inkwell of history

so the scarlet words will fill the pages,
of the tomes that will tell of the struggle for the ages.

Those yet to come will curse those that did nothing
their offspring to be fed to the sun

the few that escape us,
will be riddled with plagues by its rays

as the sun crushes our enemies when they leave our world
so will night protect us, as we reclaim what is ours

so what more can be said, for the tales of the dead

their words long ago forgotten, but some still know

the memory returns when we look to the past

to remember whats been done, and what must come to pass.
Track Name: Land of Forgotten Tongues
the Old Ones, from before
speak a tongue, no longer known

The New Gods took it,
so their hearths, they could grow

Echoing in the aethyr
countless tales, lost to the unknown

Our libraries filled,
the pyres of their dead God

But Now the time has come,
In the silence, they only whisper to some

If you listen you can hear them,
As the mind removes the veil

and their screaming whispers
become the voice in side

When the lights in the sky,
align with the stones on the earth,
in the land of forgotten tongues

Though the warriors have gone
the war still rages on
in the souls of those that lived
through the terror

a conflict that echoes endlessly
reinforcing the torment of the species

Battles waged between those that would take
and from who it is taken!

so grind the wheels of time,
it matters not if we live or die
in the lands
of forgotten
tongues

Measures of men, they come and go,
time counts lines in mortal's souls
men the fields they cleared
in the land of forgotten tongues

The new gods that came,
they too had been conquered

driven from the strangelands

never to find what they'd lost

for their ancestors also dwell

in the lands cut off from our world

by the dead god's destruction

In the land of forgotten tongues!

Look now to the hoarders of wealth
Societal tumor erupting

you will see the oxen that
drive this calamity forward

barbarians pickled in their finery
lance the boil, sacrifice the bull

let the blood come pouring forth
in the land of forgotten tongues

Now we all grope for what's been lost
as their world eclipses ours
turning the day to night
in the land of of forgotten tongues

When the lights in the sky,
return to their stones on the earth
In the land of forgotten Tongues

The old ones that will come
are the lights in the sky

they will return to the earth
to destroy the dead god's of man

raining their cleansing fire
just as it was written
in the tomes long forgotten
and burned by THEM

Do you hear them coming?
If you did, would you join them or flee?

The ones that are coming, speak a tongue
you will soon come to know

their many colored faces, painted
the way the old ones did

open the doors to the strangelands
just as the whispers commanded

now the tendrils of the past
will destroy or open your mind
in the land of forgotten tongues
Track Name: Armado
On the ground now, fighting
towards the distant triumph

advance now, the black flags
and the red banners in unity

Inevitably, towards that day,
when we will see those beyond

they who will unite
the throngs of the forgotten

the songs they will sing of
of the struggle towards
our GLORY

hail the shadows
that will be cast
on the martyrs in our stories

as the light of a red dawn
now bathes those in the trenches
the bellows of the forge of a world yet to come!

TO conquer our enemies
in the battle for the future
summon a billion voices
from beneath the boot of the tyrants
united by a beckoning from the ancient depths
to take up arms against their oppressors

call forth now the masses dismantle the fasces
and take the axes to their throats!

let their blood flow,
dechristening our temples

Let their heads roll,
as in the days of old
down the pyramids
built from their
temples

Open the portals
No mere mortals can close

under the feet of the unwilling
light the pyres of revenge

Force open their eyes
to what they refuse to know
and if they look away
feed them to the waters of time

and if they look away
feed them to
the waters of time

At the mouth of the cave
where occurred the visions to take up arms

There is maintained
the fire stolen, from the gods

bask in the warmth of it's memory

enforce our grip on the oppressor's throats

close your fist on the larynx of the liars

melt down their heavenly throne


No battles are won
without a toll paid in blood

a Doom approaches
beyond what mortals can fathom

the bloodshed to avert it,
a mercy in comparison

those who's offspring will inherit it
will be cursed by their children

So let their heads roll,
as in the days of old
down the pyramids
built from their temples

open the portals no mere mortals can close
under the feet of the unwilling
light the fires of revenge

force open their eyes
to what they refuse to know
and if they look away
feed them to the waters of time

at the mouth of the cave,
where occurred the visions to take up arms

no battles are won,
without the toll paid in blood
Track Name: Crush Them
Crush them
if they stand in your way

Crush them
between the legs of the Goddess

Crush them
with the weight of the blood they spilled

Crush them
with the macuahuitl

Crush them
with a stone mace

Crush them
to turn the tide

Crush them
With our ancestors' face

There are those, that the Blood Gods demand must be fed to the blade
aside from them all of those that resist, must be Crushed

There are those, that the Blood Gods demand must be fed, to the blade
aside from them, all of those that resist, must be Crushed

and fed to the Maw of Time

when in doubt
Crush them

those that mock our size
Crush Them

if they delay our Prize
Crush them

beneath our hooves and between our claws we will crush them

with the Old Ones and Those Yet to Come
we will Crush Them

when the one finds unity with the all
we will Crush Them

like the Void where light goes to die
we will Crush Them

with blood red flag in mortal's hands
Crush Them

with no excuse for the terror
we will Crush them

when our time comes
we will CRUSH THEM

There are those, that the Blood Gods demand must be fed to the blade
aside from them all of those that resist, must be Crushed

and FED TO THE MAW OF TIME

There are those, that the Blood Gods demand must be fed, to the blade
aside from them, all of those that resist, must be Crushed

and FED TO THE MAW OF TIME

with the Old Ones and Those Yet to Come
we will Crush Them

when the one finds unity with the all
we will Crush Them

like the Void where light goes to die
we will Crush Them

with blood red flag in mortal's hands
Crush Them

with no excuse for the terror
we will Crush them

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