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Expulsion of Humanity

by Abysmal Disarray

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faulky Killer riffs and a clear love for OSDM. What more could you want? buy it!! Favorite track: Disciples of Decimation.
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popcornpoopturd Very good classic sounding death metal, made by a very cool guy. no boring ass wannabe "old school" riffs and some of these riffs rip fucking face Favorite track: Disciples of Decimation.
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A sick twisted victim, contemplates death - Sadistic torture, ideas now set Satan's puppet now, he shall possess - He cries for god, but is left helpless A victim is confronted, I drive the knife - his nails peeled out, a bloody mess He shrieks in pain, I laugh at the sight - knowing very well, i'll take his sad life **I am commended, but i'm not done - This compulsion resides, until its won Seeking the thrill, of dissecting bodies - Nobody to stop me, my terrible fun The essence of bloodlust, a sick nature - I crave the feeling, the warm dripping blood Dissecting active bodies, and feeling their organs - Carving away dreadful white dead bodies.** (Solo) Occasionally met with regret - But my lack of empathy remains No returning to my past life - Impulsively killing, to forget Separating families, picking out threats - Their crying mother, mourns their death Covered with blood, and gorey chunks - This is how I live, no pity for them I cut off their ears, a remembrance for them - Skinning their face I capture their presence Satans laughing now, gazing on my fun - Upon the mound of bodies, my killings disregarded (Repeat **)
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Losing what's in sight - my conscious fades away Cold blood spills this night - Joining the others who felt the knife. Drying, forgotten, left to decay - Stripped of feeling, imminent death Breeze blowing where my arm once was - Faded feeling of the phantom pain Severed limbs rain on this day - Scarred and slashed, bleeding veins The remorseless voice screams in your head - Harvest the organs from the rotted dead Machine gun fire pounding my head - Forgetting who I am, my past life annulled Friends and family can’t save you know - Product of the war machine you have now found Politicians benefit, you pay the price - They started the war, now we must fight My friend killed before my eyes - Soon to be me, i'll meet my demise Blood soaks through my clothes - Harsh cold waves shoot through my body My spine twitches, a foreshadowed play - Shooting pains run through my legs A harsh blinding flash, I cannot see - The familiar pain washes over me My body in shock, I lose where I am - I fall to the ground, the gun leaves my hand The continuous firing jars my soul - I'm just a number, forgotten and untold The grenade does its damage now - I fall to the ground where I wait to be found (Solo) My faded vision returns to me again - The scent of decayed matter rushed in Back in the battle, the voice returns to me - I find a new victim, I must fulfill the need The knife punctures its way into the spine - His blood starts dripping, now he must die A twisted fate, he falls to the ground - He calls for help, but it’s nowhere to be found Losing control, I must kill more - I creep to another point The second now found unknown of my presence - A blade erodes the structure of the skull He stumbles to the ground lifeless - Mangled bodies complete a sick puzzle A disregard for human life - A sick sense of pleasure Subjugated to futility - A lesson in my life I can’t control my actions - A reconditioned way of life The sick compulsion controls me - The abysmal thrill of death I’ll never recover from this trauma - Permanently subjugated to futility
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Ambassadors of death, stricken arise - One goal in sight, removal of lives Summoned by the fallen prophet - To seek revenge, one final blessing A formation of six, chosen by Satan - To carry out work, to not be forsaken If they repent, an ends in sight - Harvesting souls is what keeps them alive **Frantically searching, they seek human presence - Once it’s found, a ritual begins Grasping a dagger, the flesh sinks in - Puncturing abdomens, the bleeding begins The screams echo throughout the night - A grin on their face, taking their life The writings surface, emitting light - Completion of the ritual, the rapture begins** (Solo) Temporary pleasure, at a permanent price - Staring at the mess, of severed bodies Annihilation of humans, the disciples thrive - executing victims, to stay alive Trail of ruin, left by the ritual - granted quietus, in which they need Fueled from anger and hate - Controlled by a god, to serve his needs. (Repeat **) The death now fulfilled - Blood running down their hands Beholder of abysmal desecration - Half butchered stillborn Twitching at death's door - The disciples let them in Unrecognizable presence sets - Spiritual possession grasps hold Final stages of consciousness - Far too gone for salvation A permanent conclusion - Courtesy of the disciples of decimation All vision lost, feelings left - Vicious tearing, the pain sets Elevated ecstasy of the six - Final stage of the transformation (Solo)
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**Amidst the conflict, something attracts me - Sudden urge of disarray, I feel the need Images of death, romanticized in my head - Cold blooded hunger, I seek flesh Amid the distance, prey in his hand - Violently dies, bleeding within Ravaging and cutting, like butchers with meat - next his limbs, one at a time Engrossed by his needs, distant from life - Possession takes hold of the knife Awakening the internals, digging frantically - Final gouge, surfaces the heart Captivated by Death Captivated by Death** Enlightened and inspired, I do the same - I maim my victims, a joyful play Strung upside down, blood to their head - Helpless and terrified, they plead for life Carving my initials, marks my prey - Stinging painful cuts, caused by my play Vertical cuts, seep into his skin - Dead and dripping, minutes to live No feeling or regret, the deed is done - Left to be forgotten, is what he won Example of the weak, emitted to enemies - Conclusion of destiny at my fate Captivated by Death Captivated by Death (Solo) (Repeat **)
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A knife lodged in your throat, bleeding down the blade - No way to scream in pain, a forced misery Unrecognizable figure gurgling blood - Slowly withered, decaying into the ground Violent surges of outbursts, erode down - Stranded and surrounded by blood Blood now filling, Slowly suffocating - Blocking your nose now - Conclusion of your life Stabbing continues, unveiling wounds - Scabs clotting punctures Filleting your intestines - Internal structure bleeds out Frantically cutting, hollowing out - Lifeless presence remains Anguished by my actions - Seduction of torment Engulfed in his blood, the pleasure done - The goal of suffering won My path far astray - Drowning victims in their blood Years of anger and hatred, unleashed - Contributing to my killing fun Evading consequences by covering and framing - No suspicion of killings, the objectives complete Drowned in Blood! Drowned in Blood! Drowned in Blood! Drowned in Blood!
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With the intricate guitar work of Pestilence and Death, as well as the speed of Malevolent Creation, Abysmal Disarray pays homage to these bands by expanding on these ideas, while carefully integrating their own elements and take on death metal. Abysmal Disarray is a one man band by 18 year old Joey Quisler, hailing from Wisconsin. The lyrical content of this album delves into dark and macabre themes, exploring concepts of sadistic violence, war, psychological torment, and the obsession with death.

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released August 1, 2023

All Music by Joey Quisler
Artwork by John McWilliam

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