Dead To A Dying World

by Dead To A Dying World

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Blackened apocalyptic crust recorded by Phillip Cope of Kylesa.

Incorporates elements of doom, crust, and black metal into a cello and upright-bass driven sound that is every bit as beautiful as it is brutal. Features album artwork by Bryan K. Ward and logo design by Dave Dean of Nux Vomica.

This self-titled, debut double-LP from Dead To A Dying World is for those who truly appreciate the aesthetic value of deluxe packaging and heavyweight color vinyl. The album is pressed on 200-gram, translucent green wax and features heavyweight jackets, metallic-silver printed innersleeves and gatefold graphic, and is neatly enclosed in a heavy-duty slipcase. Mastered at 45rpm for superior sound quality, this is an album that was truly meant for vinyl.

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released 24 March 2011

Mike Yeager - Vocals
Sam Pruitt - Cello, vocals
Leigh Ann Jensen - Upright bass
Sean Mehl - Guitar
James Eidson - Guitar
James Magruder - Bass guitar
Stefan Gonzalez - Drums

Produced by Phillip Cope
Engineered by Jay Matheson and Steve Slavich
Mastered at Studio B Mastering by Dave Harris

Artwork by Bryan K. Ward
Graphic Design and Layout by Sean Mehl
Logo by Just Dave

All music and lyrics by Dead To A Dying World

Released through Tofu Carnage Records

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Track Name: Concrete and Steel
I looked across the waters, ash blood blacked
Roots poisoned and rotted, our earth lay fallow
Eyes hollow and burning, mind broken, breath shallow
Oceans of sorrow, regrets spill over and over again
Regrets spill over and over again
Slow collapse, building mounds like tombs
Countless gray soldiers, tumbling from the scaffolds
Their blood soaked eyes, like stained glass

Searing effigies of our hope, stand mocking our pain
And I see you screaming, I see you, but I can’t hear a thing
Searing effigies of our hope mock our suffering

My pain is a stone, growing slow, like a cancer
Bound in chains, of rage, red hot with fear
We harvest our sins, fangs out but broken

Our chapter is ending, unresolved, slamming shut
Crying molten tears, we design our graves
Bone and sinew stretch, and crack as we fall
Whispers crackle with lies, we envy the dead
No fear ward can save us, or the slaves we created
And I bury my siblings with the ashes of my children
Our temples alive seeking blood for their alters

Rage is our god, wrath our mother, fire our father

And I see you screaming, I see you, but I can’t hear a thing
My pain is a stone, growing slow, like a cancer
Rage is our god
No fear ward can save us, or the slaves we created
Track Name: Stagnation
And you fall, fall into a tower of shadows
We pray to wolves as our flock flee the fires

Our forced calloused hands, whip broken backs
It hurts me to find you, kneeling before the veil

You fall into nothing, still just falling away, falling away

Your gods, they’re not watching, their fables, they’re all dead
Yet we still keep building with blood on our hands

Stones stacked like tombs, monuments like withered eyes
Pillars of smoke, columns of fire

I stood there watching, lambs led to the slaughter
Track Name: We Enter the Circle at Night... and Are Consumed by Fire
Wander the planes, absent minded, burning to believe, nothing there
Sky is seeping it's blood onto me, cover my skull, head forward
Nervous twitch keeping me alive, making me run

Agony the antidote of reason, shed my skin, tear my rotting carcass
Flowers in fields replaced with metal scraps, walk upon them in remembrance
Of how they once felt on the freshly sliced flesh.
Force the shards into your eyes

Scolding unconscious, behold wrath

Bones turning stone, turning clay, the chapter ends
Twist in the winds, ripping the seams, scatter

No flag left standing, no temple host to guide the lost
Shallow graves break the land, where seeds find purchase
feeding on each other, all souls broke and empty
Reclaimed the cycle, the land cries out

Wander the planes, absent minded, burning to believe, nothing there
Sky is seeping it's blood onto me, cover my skull, head forward
Nervous twitch keeping me alive

See the world for all the lack of glory.
See the beauty in the emptiness, rotting catacombs, ripe stench-filled walkways

This is the scope of our ruin and the culling of harvest
Bone riddled sewage clawing your knees, dragging and pulling
Deeper you fall under, your lungs fill with ashes

Sinking one by one, cold and alone, red ash turned to stone
Grey skies hold heavy the cries

This is the scope of our ruin and the culling of harvest
Bone riddled sewage clawing your knees, dragging and pulling
Deeper you fall under, your lungs fill with ashes

A smoldering cancer devouring the earth beyond sight
Dark coal speck imbedded in your soul shatters to branches
Black spine branches crackle out like teeth with no mouth
Light doused by smoke spewing wings dripping with venom
Behold the deluge, angry shatters the land underfoot