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Metamorphosis

from Hold This Mortal Coil by Sonus Mortis

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“Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. My cup runneth over. Thou anointest my head with oil. And I will dwell in the house of the Lord, forever.”

Split my skin and carve out a perfect empty shell.
My soulless meat fed the worthless tainted rats of mankind.
Let them taste their own flesh.

Bury the seed of the treacherous Eve into the soil.
A new hell grows in the womb of God.
Inside. It's a part of me forever.

Paint me as a dead soul.
The flesh, the image, the reflection.
Let's complete the illusion.
The flesh, the image, imitation.

Adapt, absorb, evolve.
Collect, consume, deplete, dissolve.
Adapt, absorb, evolve.
Collect, consume, deplete, dissolve.

Paint me as a dead soul.
The flesh, the image, the reflection.
Let's complete the illusion.
The flesh, the image, imitation.

Replace the mundane with addiction and pain.
Polarise with no shame and deflect all the blame.
I could never be me and you could never see,
The caged beast inside it wants to be free.

Set it free. Set it free.

Artificial Earth, prosthetic roots.
The sky compiled a synthetic blue.
Programmed youth, the perfect design.
Confined by the lines you're assigned.

Subscripted facts while buffering the issues.
The population is suppressed as the code repeats.
Concurrently enslaved by the master class.
Unit test the lies of freedoms existence.

I'm just a subroutine. Just a simple task to complete.
I'm just a subroutine. Just a simple task that's obsolete.

I'm just a subroutine.
(We've grown accustomed to the dark.)
Just a simple task to complete.
(We've buried our heads in by design.)
I'm just a subroutine.
(We've grown accustomed to the dark.)
Just a simple task that's obsolete.
(We've buried our heads in by design.)

(Shedding skin, I'm shedding Skin)
(Shedding skin, I'm shedding Skin)
(Shedding skin, I'm shedding Skin)
(Shedding skin, I'm shedding Skin)

Inside I can feel the movement.
Inside I can feel the change.
It's becoming me. It is me.

(Shedding skin, I'm shedding Skin)
(Shedding skin, I'm shedding Skin)
(Shedding skin, I'm shedding Skin)
(Shedding skin, I'm shedding Skin)

Shedding skin to cleanse my soul.
Shedding skin to cleanse the earth.
Shedding skin to cleanse my soul.
(Witness my metamorphosis.)
Shedding skin to cleanse the earth.
(Witness my metamorphosis.)

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from Hold This Mortal Coil, released January 30, 2020

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Sonus Mortis Dublin, Ireland

Sonus Mortis from Celbridge, Ireland is a mix of death-doom with some melodic/symphonic black metal.

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