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Osculum Infame

by Bastard Feast

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macaronimatt A mix of different subgenres with some great vocals. Tr00 Kvlt.
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flightoficarus (Metal Trenches) Like Jacob Bannon and company, Bastard Feast bring a fast, chaotic concoction of relentless beats, abrasive vocals, and killer riffs. Need an example? Check out the insane hammer-ons and pull-offs of “Old Father,” or the crunchy bass intro to “The Rats Through Our Veins.” Osculum Inflame is the sonic equivalent of Sarah Connor's dream in T2. It is pulverizing. Full review on Metal Trenches: metaltrenches.com/reviews/sickening-blackened-69 Favorite track: Old Father.
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Cory Peterson there are a few bands combining crust and black metal, but this one is the best one doing it. they hit and keep hitting. Favorite track: A Tribute to What We Stole.
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1.
Bloated City 02:15
We feast on your eyes The storm moves faster Still clogging gate ways The bloated city screams End our lives, this rolling nightmare Until the moon implodes Return, resolve This rolling wind, its actions an enigma This clearly is the act of spite controlled Bleed it out, we are drowning in our own filth
2.
Old Father 02:01
3.
We cross the fields alone We burn their husks Salting the earth polluting their land The cross must fall Ending their sleep The horn was sound Carnal without these fantastic rules Ending woeful ways, reaching for his mold I lied, you parasite, I answer to no one Dressed in petals, in this house of light, seeking out Seeking out its foes, rip and destroy Hooded figures, sit on withered legs Screaming for their master, the dark has reclaimed
4.
We washed his innards It threw a cold gaze We heard it laugh, we cleansed his mind They came with shackles Calling his memories, breathing in its dust Flakes of cooper destroy lungs Headless worms they rust bone Gods, his stride it ends not
5.
Beating the old into a paste They're nearly full, they toss away the arms Their stain, their art, your fate The acid taste it dries, despair is falling towards the earth Burnt hearts, set free Learning to crawl a new We've called the lives Just for, the actual coming We salt the world
6.
Goddamn the ones that used you and Goddamn the ones that gave you false hope For these lies we will rule, burn his debt with our will We share our tongue, we cleave our teeth We skin our gods, we sell our faith Black holy hands our the tribute to what we've sold It's dim out here, we've lost all rules There is no heaven coming Let's hunt tonight as the dark wills Do not trust us, for when we end we all end in hell You are coming with us, the rat race is going to end Through the spill, we hunt tonight We hunt going back to the ground
7.
Carry his sobs Murdering hit Carry far Blacking out light Carry it far You are a scar, coursing through a tomb Destroying everything I loved in life Wrestle up the air Calling up a mob Reach into the mirror Ripping out his heart Silence cutting from the start Silence asking for more Silence the left hand returns Silence eating their young
8.
We are burning We aren't dead We are cursed living as slaves We banter we service We wonder searching for ghosts Weave hell, weave hell Callus, falses counting the days till we're old Silence, blindness We will devolve into not Unless anger, parting our skin with the cold We will conquer, filling this hole Bring them to their knees Hiding out within the shade
9.
This crippled leader His hands stained with gold Lucid wails, his face has gone Acting with his heart Bleeding from a stone seeping from the faith Calling cauldrons unto night Calling from the flesh Its unwanted son Calling from the flesh Their unwanted home Behold the ideas of the few Strangling out the corruption of the weak Let us tonight dine on their throats
10.
Creeds swallowed whole by this dark crying abyss It lights the children's stones, bleeding with disease Feeding them cancer filling their bellies aching with joy Stretching thus young tongues on thy infants acidic lexicon Tongues full swollen once again with foreign hymns False and terminal psalms living their last truths Slipping through their palms

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Portland's BASTARD FEAST (formerly ELITIST) unleash a virulent strain of blackened hardcore on their new album 'Osculum Infame'. Doom-heavy riffs propel an unholy blend of metal, crust and (hints of) d-beat. BASTARD FEAST are the latest, and arguably meanest export from the fertile Pacific Northwest heavy scene.

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released July 22, 2014

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Bastard Feast Portland, Oregon

Formerly known as ELITIST, BASTARD FEAST has its roots in the Hardcore scene. Yet under the influence of early Death Metal and a strong dose of Black Metal their sound shifts to something fresh and radical. The crusty spirit of Sludgecore in chaotic structures and moments of uncontrol is met with screams of anger and disgust. These screams are met with furious guitars channeling blazing hatred ... more

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