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The Pythoness

by Snakefeast

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1.
Blight 05:15
Our spines entwined, Your veins weaving through mine, A larval knot Encased in a molten cocoon – All bedrock and magma Fused to our flesh. We are a zygotic mess Writhing, dripping with sweat That would extinguish the sun And rust the sky If given the chance. But we hide in the core, Swaddled in secrets, Beneath layers of dirt and deceit. Our venom infects the crust, Leaving oceans barren And orchards withered, As we twist about our refuge, Eager to rupture the mantle Pulled tight over our body. And each spasm is seismic, Forcing mountains to quiver Buildings to crumble, And tectonic plates to grind. The surface is magnificent in chaos, We will emerge as one and devour it. You scour the depths of my throat With your reptilian tongue, And find no remorse.
2.
Sequel 05:03
Shattered illusion, Time bends over backwards. The greening of autumn leaves In the warmth of winter’s night. Flesh taught. Organs burst. Melting into fetid pools. Reminders of what was lost. The life machine has come to halt. Released from what was, And burned into memory.
3.
Golem 04:01
Cloud stained valley, Ossifrages patrol Foliage of pain, Hidden under boulders Rife with disease. Lichen tend the biome. Outsiders beware. Whispers from the sun-bleached Summer’s oak. Carried on the shadows Of every fallen leaf. Roots write, Entangle the unseen. Eggs, webs, bones, waste. A carapace picked clean. The buzzing subsides Keep time to the gnawing Echoes through dead stones.
4.
Quarry 06:00
There is no sky here, The ground crawls over my feet. I cannot hear my voice. I shout until my lungs deflate. Walk until my sinews snap. I go nowhere. The cage is made of ribs. My body is consuming itself, I cannot die. What I breathe smells of sulfur, Of moldering flesh, and scorched hair. Strangled by my own skin, Lost in my cortex. This is all I’ll ever know.
5.
Devour 03:46
The old King of the mountainside Rules through fear- Moat of blood Throne stained in fratricide. A rise to power Shrouded in dark, mystic knowledge, Guarded by demons, Scaled, slithering demons. The old king of the mountainside Devours snakes each night, Stealing their ancient, fork tongued wisdom.
6.
Vessel 05:07
I dream. I sometimes dream Of a mongoose in my cage So that I can feel. So that plight or pleasure Might move me, Because I feel nothing For Justine or Juliette. A reluctant stoic, Something keeps me From beating in time. There are snakes in my chest, Constricting tighter and tighter Around my ribs. Cracking bones, Squeezing ventricles, Pumping venom. And in my waking life I don’t even care anymore.
7.
Wither 03:41
Season of death, settle in the bones Rattle the cage. Shatter the limbs. There is no escape. Hide behind your shadow. Biding time. When the jaws open wide, Crawl inside. Incubating sickness. Fossilized by madness. Thoughts broken. Wither from the core. Hope exists Forever out of reach. Season of death, mounting despair Cripple the mind. Sever all connections. A forced march decimated.
8.
Cave 04:33
Alone, fettered In the deepest hollows Of the cave - Your mind. Dancing shadows flicker Across the High above, ephemeral clarity, Dangles. The liars chide. You idle there, Blood pools, collects, And drains. You idle there. A glimpse of golden light From somewhere Never known. Rot and soar away On neoteric wings.
9.
Damiens 05:06
The singing guillotine Is our harsh reality. The man removed From the killing blow This is empty, Cold, inhuman. I long for an execution Like Darmiens, A hateful death, An ugly death, one At the hands of another Living man. I want to look into his eyes As he binds my arms and legs To four horses. Curse his god As he pours boiling oil and lead Into my wounds. In a bloody heap I will lie. It hurts. Its hurts. It hurts. I am Relieved.

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"The Pythoness" was recorded on May 24th, 2014 by Noel Mueller for Grimoire Records. Additional engineering by Carson Korman. Mixed and mastered by Noel Mueller. Illustration by Michael Sturrock. © 2014 Grimoire Records.

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released January 13, 2015

Bass - Carson Korman
Drums - Dave Cavalier
Vocals - Phil Doccolo
Saxophone - Aran Keating/Dan Benbow
Cello - Devree Lewis

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