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Assemble

by October Bird of Death

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1.
We hum along to the call of the beckoning beast Hum along to the call of the beckoning beast Our time to rampage, it's his time to feast So tired living every day under this threat (THIS THREAT!) I promise I don’t have a martyr complex, maybe a little bit Unhinge that jaw and let us out of the belly of the beast It’s our time to rampage, it’s his time to feast So tired living every day under this threat (THIS THREAT!) I promise I don’t have a martyr complex, maybe a little bit Let me out! Let me out! We’re led into this slaughter A hop skip and a slit throat at a time It’s his time to murder, It’s our time to die We hum along to the call beckoning beast So tired living every day under this threat (THIS THREAT!) I promise I don’t have a martyr complex, maybe a little bit
2.
Vices 02:57
These anchors hold me down, down, down I must saw these rusted bleak prison bars With my sharp jagged tooth on my right side I have to remind myself to breath I have to remind myself it's not a dream The cuts on these wrists spell out my name Or at least I think it's my name And everyone knows it's tragic Scratching at the back of my eyelids Skittering roaches inside my skull Inside of my head! And everyone knows it's tragic Tick, tick, tick down the timeline Counting the rats in the wall 1-2-3-4 & 5 These haunting secrets are being whispered, blistering aloud Oh God please forgive me for my failures, my sins one and all These common foxes come to pick at my bones when I'm not at home I've even named one Crimson because of how her eyes glow Broken down old souls have visitations in the early A.M. hours, Shaking their bones as tambourines praising the Holy Ghost I choke on my own breath, her cigarette smoke is thick She swore like a sailors mother and drank like a poisoned lover She had coal black hair and blistering soft lips Held down by her vices and god was her first love I mean I can't compete with the most holy Inside of my head! Inside of her skull! Inside of my head!
3.
Outlier 00:30
So much death, out of it comes a rebirth of life We must all face our own mortality Every Time I look in the mirror I forgot who I was Lines and wrinkles on my face WHO AM I? We can’t hide behind tattoos & new hair do's We can’t hide behind tattoos & new hair do's We can’t hide behind tattoos & new hair do's We can’t hide behind tattoos & new hair do's
4.
Marching to the beat of death's lies These souls will visit their graves tonight A sip of whiskey to warm the tongue Fireflies lead the wayward sons Keeping company with adrenaline The sight of breath reveals life again These souls will visit their unmarked graves It’s time to die today! The sound of jazz permeates in my head May we get to heaven before the devil knows we’re dead Paint the town an off-color of gray Color blindness is funny that way The last "hurrah" before I go If this graveyard becomes my home Please lay to rest my rattling bones If this coffin seals my dreams Don't let loved ones hear my screams Cut out my eye for it has sinned No time now, death creeps in! If this graveyard becomes my home We'll all die, but we won't be alone Mortician paint me up a face Drain blood embalm corpse from dismay Rejoice who have fallen for it's our eradication/complete destruction The soul forever disconnected from the flesh decay I shall see you in the heavens, please do not distress I’ll see you there on judgment day And we'll be... (BE DEAD!) Splintered bones! Our bodies will rot! (WILL ROT!) Escape our souls
5.
Someday we shall be brave enough to suck the marrow dry For we shall rebuild these meek ships to sail the seas For nothing can stop us, nothing can stop us Nothing can stop us except for the shorelines We tore these pages out one by one by two by three These stories have been told (These stories have been told) We burnt these books in fear of shadows like teeth These stories have been told (These stories have been told) We sail these wayward skeletons The wind carries us through those ribs so deep We pulled their crooked teeth, we pulled their crooked teeth We pulled their crooked teeth and used it as currency We craft these boats out of our friends the trees Friends the trees They fed and helped us breathe Peel the bark back to be free Tear it limb by limb, LIMB BY LIMB! Cut em down and count those rings again, again, and again These stories have been unread Dried out imaginations are left for dead These stories have been told Shadows like teeth, shadows that creep Scare the ghost, spare the spirit These crooked teeth, these crooked teeth

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released August 17, 2018

Recorded by Chris DeQuick at Million Yen Studios
Mixed by Zach Bridier
Mastered by Sef Idle at Simpul Studio
Cover illustration by Eugen Poe at Dead Inside Graphics
Cover illustration colored by LeksaART
Graphic design and layout by Kurt Lynett
All songs written by October Bird of Death
Released by Zap Records (DIY)

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October Bird of Death Chicago, Illinois

Chicago punk rockers.

Wiley Willis - Vocals
Justin Radtke - Guitar
Darren Davick - Guitar
Kurt Lynett - Bass
Zach Bridier - Drums

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