Featuring Matthew Plunkett of Abated Mass of Flesh.
lyrics
O mighty Eglon, I beckon to you
That you would open your ears to me
I am a judge from the One most high,
The very bane of your wretched existence
O king of gluttony
You disgusting pig
Oppressive beast of tyrannical decay
I have a message from God for you
Knife lost inside your bowels
As I watch the excrement pour,
My message has been made brutally clear:
This hour shall be your last, your grisly fate sealed
The day has come for your time to cease
To be wiped off the face of this earth
To purge the world of your existence
I will see your blood staining the floor
Call for the aid of your trusted servants
That they may come and offer you their counsel
They shall come only to witness your demise:
A bloodied, feces-soaked mass of bloated entrails...
supported by 9 fans who also own “Mass of Bloated Entrails (Feat. Matthew Plunkett of Abated Mass of Flesh)”
One of the heaviest slam death albums ever made. I would maybe even call it “doom slam.” Listen to Perpetual Repudiation and I doubt you can name many songs that are heavier. Pulverizing. Metallurgical Fire
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Pestilectomy are Slam Kings that I place with royalty like Peeling Flesh, Esophagus, and Traumatomy. Unique, engaging, bludgeoning slam. Nasty and powerful gutturals. Get this and my favorite, From Vulnerable to Funeral. Mitch Mitcherson