BORER - Bag Seeker [FULL ALBUM] 2024

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  • Опубликовано: 1 июн 2024
  • 'Bag Seeker' is the debut full-length album by stoner/doom/sludge metal band Borer from New Zealand released by Landmine Records in 2024.
    01 Bag Seeker 0:00
    02 Ket Witch 09:31
    03 06-32 21:07
    04 Wretch 23:37
    05 Lord Of The Hanged 33:57
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  • @Rob.DOOM.Hammer
    @Rob.DOOM.Hammer  21 день назад +1

    LYRICS:
    01 Bag Seeker 0:00
    "Hey, what’s in stock?
    Chemical craving is driving me up the wall
    Is it white or brown?
    Hopefully not too cut, just mudi
    My calamity in depravity
    Hey bag seeker, what have you got in stock?
    Chemical craving is driving me up the wall
    Is it white or brown?
    Hopefully some a little ketamine
    Bag seeker, what have you given me?
    It’s lovely in depravity
    Watch and revel in depravity
    Hey bag seeker, what have you got in stock?
    Chemical craving is driving me up the wall
    Is it white or brown?
    Hopefully not too cut, just mudi
    My calamity in depravity
    Who’s got the bag? What’s in stock?
    Somehow out of reach and broken withdrawal
    Tearing up the streets, sweating up the sheets,
    Bag seeker, what have you given me?
    Bag seeker, what have you given me?
    Self-defeat, obscene burning on a powdered dream
    Rinse repeat, obscene withdrawals
    Rinse repeat, free
    Bag seeker, what have you given me?
    Self-defeat, obscene
    Rinse repeat, spin the plate
    A line of power, rinse repeat
    Obscene"
    ~
    02 Ket Witch 09:31
    "Clutching at the back, falling from the bottom
    In between the keta, what remains
    I declare the witch, cast her in the river
    In between the keta, what remains
    I declare the rich, stolen from and borrowed
    Just a husk, a husk, what remains
    I declare the witch, blown from summer
    In between the keta, what remains
    I declare the rich, casting men in the river
    In between the keta, what remains
    What remain, endless suffering
    Jealousy is here, in suffering
    Jealous wretch remains
    What it’s sobering, in suffering
    Is it here? Is it suffering?
    Just be real, just a fallen man
    Beyond upon remains, what remains
    Clutching at the start, falling from the bottom
    Innocent, the ket witch conspiracy
    I declare the witch, cast into the void
    In between the concept thrilling
    Just a man, a son, I appear random
    In between the keta, the ketamine
    I declare the witch, cast her in the fire
    Between the keta, what remains
    I’ve fallen from the summer
    In between the keta, what remains
    Stolen from summer
    In between the keta, what remains"
    ~
    03 06-32 21:07
    - no lyrics -
    ~
    04 Wretch 23:37
    "Behind you, tunnel vein
    You won’t see the end
    Until it’s too late, for you, weren’t you listening
    Your lack of reason
    It won’t be something you won’t get for free as sure as shit
    Behind the scum, the lesion fester and waits like cancer
    Spreading in perfect formed cells
    Behind the scab, the others festers and waits
    So you get it, and like before, so pathetic
    Nothing but sorry
    Nothing but so erratic
    Nothing but sorry
    Nothing but so pathetic
    Nothing but soul
    On you go
    And just like before
    Behind the scum, the lesion festers open wide
    And just like before, you only wanting more
    Behind the scab, the lesion festers open wide
    And just like before, you’re draped in white
    Behind the scum, the lesion festers open wide
    And just like before, you only wanting more
    Behind the scab, it festers and weeps
    Ascend and just before you are alone, a sin
    Behind the scab, it festers and weeps
    And just like before, you are alone
    Behind the scum, it festers and weeps
    Behind the scab, the lesion festers
    And waits like cancer spreading in perfect formed cells
    And just like before, you only wanting more
    Behind the scum
    Behind the scum, it must be removed
    And just like before, you are alone
    Behind the scab, it must be removed
    Behind the scum, it must be removed
    Behind the scum, it must be removed for the wound to heal"
    ~
    05 Lord Of The Hanged 33:57
    "Who is this man dragging his rope around?
    Curse to live, embraced by another
    It's not the same, in love from another
    It's not the same, curse to walk alone
    The in between
    When darkness sets in, eyes do not even close
    It’s all down, yearn to dream of you
    It's not the same, in love with another
    It's not the same, as to mark upon a curse
    I say, is she a saviour?
    Or sever a saviour
    Lord of the hanged
    Dragging me dragging victims in tow
    All alone, it's the lord of the hanged in the summer
    He says son you going to hang
    And you'll rot in this weather
    Soon all alone, it's the struggle we know
    Lord of the hanged
    Dragging me dragging victims in tow
    All alone in the sun
    Lord of the hanged, soon you'll hang
    And you'll swing to rhythm
    In the sun all alone, it's a struggle we know
    Lord of the hanged
    Dragging me dragging victims in tow
    All alone in the sun, in this weather
    Son, you're going to hang and rot
    And you'll swing all alone
    Son, you’re going to hang till his quota is due
    Lord of the hanged
    Dragging me dragging victims in tow
    All alone in the sun and you'll hang
    He'll say son you're going to hang
    Dragging me, dragging victims in tow
    It's a struggle we know, it’s a circle we know
    Cursed to live in what we all know
    Yearn for the sun, dreamt by sea
    Cursed to live until his quota is due
    Lord of the hanged, dragging victims in tow
    Cursed to live in this world we all know
    Lord is this man dragging
    He's following me
    A scared disfigured
    Lord, lord of it all
    It's time, quota is due
    Must savour it
    Eyes, they do not close
    Some broken property
    You must take it from me
    Lord, lord of it all
    Upon time, sharpen in two
    Carve out every piece to you
    Who is this man dragging his chain?"