THE BEAST

Live performance of "Muirgeilt" off of our split with MACHINIST! from the DEAD HAND practice space. Out March 19, 2021 on Limited 10 inch glacier blue vinyl and digital worldwide via Nefarious Industries.. Order the Machinist! / DEAD HAND split at: http://nefariousindustries.com/nef-62 Listen to more DEAD HAND at: http://deadhandcollective.bandcamp.com https://open.spotify.com/artist/6BFJWe5KS2ziD3lG6auANn http://instagram.com/deadhanddoom http://facebook.com/deadhandcollective "MUIRGEILT" Silence upon the snow As above so below Blood boils in the veins What secrets to gain Winter rose hold thy tongue What is done is done Abrasax come to me So I may see everything Whispers hushed upon lips The noose and tongues do slip What may come after this Vast endlessness I wandered where the lights grew dim I wondered what had become of them Seven: Our numbers thin Chitin, blood, and bone Destined to be alone again Born of wretched spawn The wolves are howling The horns are calling Seven sirens The frost is falling From under the shroud of flesh They shed their ruse of skin Stolen beneath the depths Abomination begins Torn from the realm of dusk Praise be to Atargatis Forget the begotten one Forged in the fires of lust March me towards Asphodel Bury me at thy feet Not in this watery hell Not in this brackish sea Upon these hulls of rot Repaired by skillful hands The ship worms feast their lot lost to the eyes of men Penumbra of a god Blocking out the sun Taste of the blood divine Taste of Leviathan Itch oh ye mortal lungs Abandon death where life is done No qualms here among The Lonely aeons Birth of the drowned one Howls of the wolves are gone Swollen, cold, and blue Dead eyes see anew The omen sign is traced Uponst thine shrouded face Take your place among The words of the siren's song