The End is Not Near Enough

by DeathCrawl

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BMD - Drums. Throat. Nord.
Damonowskivich - Guitar. Throat.
Jsn - Bass. Throat. Micromoog. Accordion.

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released May 1, 2008

Recorded February - April 2008 at Bad Back Studios, Cleveland OH.
Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Dave Johnson.

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DeathCrawl Cleveland, Ohio

DeathCrawl has been delivering apocalyptic sludge from the rotting carcass of Cleveland, OH since late 2006. Powered by 3 throats, 19 vacuum tubes, 1887 sq. inches of speaker cone, and 1739 sq inches of drum heads, they unleash a pummeling soundscape of failure, apathy, and violence.
DeathCrawl is BMD (Drums, Throat), Jsn (Bass, Throat), and Damonowskivich (Guitar, Throat).
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Track Name: The Subtle Art of Going Nowhere
the eyes can't deceive when they've been removed
there is no oasis
there's only ruins scattered wreckage
monuments of defeat

this used to be home
now it's a fire that will burn on
a sea of the dead
broken by islands of derelict cars

move on smash these relics
nothing good will come from them
move on clear a passage
that will never be followed

as the days pass on there's that acrid scent again
we've been here before, one thousand times
moving in endless circles
there is no escape looping a vision of horror
conrete collapsed, burying all that once was

move on burn these memories
the pyre will stack to the sky
move on leave these ashes
for future historians
Track Name: Lichen
bones bleached white
obscuring the fields
hooven birds descend
and the tundra cracks wide open

the northlands haunt
our frozen thoughts
there can be no thaw
there can be no thaw
Spreading its venom, corrupting the soil
Burying deep, crawling through stone, felling mountains

cataract eyes
clouding vacant face
bodies in arrays
alters spilling over
albino hands
tug at permafrost
winged men ascend
as the tundra cracks wide open

the northlands haunt
our frozen thoughts
there can be no thaw
there can be no thaw
Spreading its venom, corrupting the soil
Burying deep, crawling through stone, felling mountains

frozen thrones crumble
under a stampede of elk
marching upright as men
ice hangs on cartilage crowns

there can be no thaw
there can be no thaw
there can be no thaw
there can be no thaw
Track Name: November
irradiate this soul
with the malice of a dying star
leave this cancer to grow
unchecked, ignored

tie up those loose ends
that seem fit to be tied.

bury this husk
in the debris of political fallout
send out the crows
to harvest the fallen
the only one who stands will rot in the sun
there's nothing left

march to the gallows
and let those loose ends hang
there is no tomorrow because there isn't much today
celebrate the end of forever all we'll know is yesterday

tie up those loose ends
that seem fit to be tied.

bury this husk
in the debris of political fallout
send out the crows
to harvest the fallen
the only one who stands will rot in the sun
there's nothing left

irradiate
Track Name: Flat Line
corrosion, decay, entropy says nothing lasts
corrosion, decay, spiraling down it will end
with passing glances and errant smiles, morbidity grows
time may pass but this gaping wound won't be whole

carve our hearts out
still they're beating
crush the life out
leave them bleeding
lust is a liability
and trust is in short supply
fill our cavity with contempt
and let our loathing bleed out

corrosion, decay, entropy says nothing lasts
corrosion, decay, spiraling down it will end
biting tongues and blowing kisses from the edge of oblivion
it's so easy to pretend, ignoring the whine of the flatline

carve our hearts out
still they're beating
crush the life out
leave them bleeding
lust is a liability
and trust is in short supply
fill our cavity with contempt
and let our loathing bleed out

flat line
Track Name: Valley of the Kings
it's raining again and the earth is drunk with water
it staggers and wretches and solid ground becomes flowing river
expired trees collapse in the torrent
ancient, withered branches churning in the savage flow

the high ground can't be taken when the hills are submerged
the dead can't rest when the earth rejects their tombs

a flash of lightning reveals a hellish sight
thousands of bodies awash in the tide

shut it off
shut it off
ears bleeding and reddened hands
shut it off
silence

disembodied heads, hearts, and arms
rotten jaws flapping in phantom song

the high ground can't be taken when the hills are submerged
the dead can't rest when the earth rejects their tombs
the high ground can't be taken when the hills are submerged
the dead can't rest when the earth rejects their tombs
Track Name: Failure is an Option
pave the road to failure
we brace it alone

i'm alive, we can die
with your light,
by your guidance
we will fail

our spirit is broken
our skin is dust

i'm alive, we can die
with your light,
by your guidance
we will fail

by your light (we are blinded)
as we climb (we are grounded)
take the last breath of your time
save your last thought of mind
hear the lie (we surround it)
taste the mind (we consume it)
see the light (we despise it)
feel the loss (we embrace it)
Track Name: Anything but the Sun
forget the past , flee the present
there's no future when the night can't end

regret the past, shun the present
there's no future when the night can't end

pictures of what never was, words never quite said
memoirs of false yesterdays, aborted dreams not had
wind is calling savagely in a fractured song
weight of heaven crushes down through the parting clouds
something's trailing just behind, walk becomes a run
shadows of the fading past, it's better not to know
pray for rain or black skies anything but the sun
only darkness can quell the fear of dawn

memories
are floading back
drowning reason
like so many rats

pictures of what never was, words never quite said
memoirs of false yesterdays, aborted dreams not had
wind is calling savagely in a fractured song
weight of heaven crushes down through the parting clouds
something's trailing just behind, walk becomes a run
shadows of the fading past, it's better not to know
pray for rain or black skies anything but the sun
only darkness can quell the fear of dawn

tragedies
are roaring past
devouring reason
like so many rats

a fiery glow breaks
the curve of the earth
prayers fell again
on deafened ears

all those things that never were
all those things that can never be

guilt is just a step behind
Track Name: Some Finale
when the last man drops dead
he better raise the white flag
let the heavens know
that we concede defeat

set a beacon
that speaks of invalidated past
get the word out
as the last light slips from his eyes
broadcast our quarantine
let nothing with a mind approach
there's something in the water
broadcast our failure

when the last day has passed
there'll be no epitaph
just a warning
transmitting into the void

set a beacon
that speaks of invalidated past
get the word out
as the last light slips from his eyes
broadcast our quarantine
let nothing with a mind approach
there's something in the water
broadcast our failure

all is lost
nothing moves
all is still
in seven tombs