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Dormiveglia

by Trudger

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paliojen_black I don't know if Trudger or Dormiveglia will ever get the recognition it deserves, but this is one of the most ass-kicking, intense examples of sludgy prog metal in my collection. Vocals and lyrics are really incredible backed by stellar, mood-laden instrumentation. This is a monster! Favorite track: Thickening Fog.
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Darknight Stunning post metal sludge that grabs hold and doesn't let go but takes you down some paths of darkness. Trudger have just become a fave record of mine, I'm addicted to there killer sludgy dosed riffs, there freaking awesome. Favorite track: Thickening Fog.
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Sumoschro The perfect mix of sludgy and fast tempo riffs, done with utmost brutality and hopelessness. Favorite track: State Of Constant Slumber.
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goriq Heavy as fuck and badass depressive sludge with hard hitting riffs and a dreary atmosphere, fronted by a crushing vocal duo. Favorite track: Into The Abysmal Future.
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Empowered gaze through limitations Finding room in closed up space Shedding callous hesitations Torrent of life through stagnant veins Staring into the abysmal future Bodies wilting under graves Where in the dirt and the endless darkness A glowing orb still flickers away With unburdened vigilance in sleeping eyes Staring up at familiar ceilings Harnessed the beam of visceral light Still in the marble sky I saw no meaning It slowly stirs, around in circles Until I find myself right back at the beginning To find worth, to find purpose The search is endless in this lifeless lack of meaning/ I sought to speak with the ominous voice of the universe Or have its almighty hand pin me to my bed Or some spectral figure gowned in healing light Come to lift the sorrow from my head Though I felt alive, I was still unhappy As my skull was unscrewed from my neck/ The life was poured out of my body I don't recall what happened next Hate is home / Hope is distant Fate is cold / Ground imprisons Death unveiled / Dark has risen Cold prevails / Life is hidden Everything gets tangled in dreams I can't recognise Spinning like storms at the back of my head Once in a while swinging pendulously by Hung from the clock that counts down to my death
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Sink through the fog to the bottom In loneliness be forgotten In this dim room merge with darkness Cast out pure thought become joyless Inhabit misery, bitterness become me Loneliness, welcome home Linger with the creeping cold Sanctify solitude Conspire with loathsome moon Hands of stone, deliver me To astral planes of endless space One with death, devoid of life The hollow head, the vacant mind The scoured Earth, the concrete tide These weary legs, these tired eyes Trudged across the barren waste To be free from this dismal place But flourished fields and cleansing rain Didn't clarify nor ease the pain The sorrow this seclusion brings The anguish this thunder sings The apathy that banes my soul The frozen ground, the fallen snow Parting Earth, the crushing weight The breath of God wont sway my fate Born for death, the promised tomb For sacrifice, to be consumed The sorrow this seclusion brings The anguish this thunder sings The breath of God wont sway my fate (The flourished fields, the cleansing rain) The apathy that banes my soul The frozen ground, the fallen snow The flourished fields, the cleansing rain (The breath of God wont sway my fate) One with death, devoid of life The hollow head, the vacant mind The scoured Earth, the concrete tide These weary legs, these tired eyes Cold hands collect, with black light beating down Rid me of this debt, all that I owe the ground Obliterate the sun from the aching sky Alleviate the sanity from sinking minds Align the woes like rows of headstone Throw the withered corpse under the daily grind To devour the dreaming from the endless night Drag the gown of death over the fleeting life
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Tilikum 01:03
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Empty is the void, swallows faded sun Earth withers in absence of its golden God Raking through the fields, turning aching soils Left to regress, in dusts of death and worlds defiled Lusting for power / Anguish of life imprisoned Top of the tower / The key to infinite wisdom To pierce through the looming cloud of slumber Is to subject the world to the plummeting hammer of thunder Death takes its time Nothing left behind Unfurling void, life swept aside In the crushing vice of the curling tide Across shattered grounds, through falling skies The world resounds in collapsing life Death takes its time Nothing is left behind Clouds cling to us, like nightmares to writhing sleepless nights Haunted winds blow through, derelict vacancy of mind Breath in deep the fumes, the thickening fog of greed and lust The only path ahead is paved with concrete, and rubble, and rust Surface of this world, bleached black, with the end of harmonious existence The script on the stone, the forests dying breath, were 'good riddance'
5.
Barren Grey 06:46
I fled this castles burning windows To trudge across the blackened meadows But this forest knows my faults Before they're made Its winding roots drag into promised graves The swelling void which leads to nothing So each lumbered step across the barren grey Deprived of joy, bound in loathing Evaporates into the spreading waste Breath and blood, my own undoing The pieces missing from the proper place The sorrow spreading over harrowed face The sombre slumber and the dreaded wake The grave marked hole and the time it takes And all that it takes from you All that replaces you Become the failures of your ruined hopes The realisation all you truly know Is the surface feeds on vanquished souls You are a pile of blood and brittle bones Bound to break But a heart of nothing bears the greater weight Death will find me in the cruel cold In the fog alone, nothing to take But its ancient hands will stake take hold And through the scorned Earth they rake Piercing through the thick concrete Through the soil, and the roots and weeds Part the dirt around this dismal hole Sink in slumber of relinquished time Strip the shell back to its lonely bones At least death might bring some piece of mind Hollow soul
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Devoid 01:41
7.
Drift in silence, sink in fear All lost in lonely minds Without searching, without care Without knowing what to find Flash of clarity bearing down To gown the world in abrasive light Asking if we fear the rain If its the vice that keeps us inside Promise its water all the same Newly found its form in life Falling down through open space To wash the sickness from your mind Beckoning down on the dark of these dimming days All knowing saviour, come to fix our lives Washing away all our sins like water Drowning away all our hurt like wine Content with misery, slovenly suffer through life Drown in self pity, embrace the squalor the strife Washing away all your sins like water Drowning away all your hopes like wine Hollow soul Swallowed whole
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Morgued 07:51
Shadows will unravel and the cold will take its hold Bitterness is all this perished pasture ever grows Wilt in the withering waste, in boredom alone Rapidly dying inside, yet everything else seems to move so slow But there is a place, separate from time In the deep reclusive alcoves of my mind Where no sky hosts stars to ever align And only dust can echo the absence of life But how the dust does gather Blurs the lines that separate It is a darkness which grows deeper Until only pitch black remains I feel as I have been submerged And am now dissolving Purpose in life is hard to attain But I don't want to turn into nothing Fast asleep Eat the dreams From my skull The sky swelling thunder Gown my guilts in slumber And In the morning when the sun rolls in The heavy breathing, beating pulse begins Not in spite of day, but fear of night When the sky weeps to be held by light And the moon calls out, but the sky still lit dim Sinks in silence, like the corpse I'm in

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Dormoveglia will get a one time pressing on transparent blue twelve-inch vinyl, limited to 300 copies, to be released August 1st, 2014. Available via Church Of Fuck and Sell Your Soul Records.

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released August 1, 2014

‘Dormiveglia' was recorded and mixed by Joe No Studio (Esoteric Youth, Old Skin, Iced Out) and mastered at Audiosiege by Brad Boatright (Sleep, SUNN O))), Nails).

Album art by Michael Ribeiro at Ghost Dagger

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