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Grotesque Inhalement

by Inhalement

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Bartosz I'm fucking in love with you guys. 😍 Awesome album! This is perfect oldshool death metal. The second track is marvelous, from the beginning till the end. Favorite track: Fishbowl Asphyxiation.
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"Roll one up!" says the driver On our expedition to nowhere Light the blunt, inhale the smoke Until there is no more air to breathe With the ganja burning we have sealed our fate With the windows up and locked Smoke filled the cabin until there was no oxygen And we became asphyxiated in the... Fishbowl, fishbowl asphyxiation Smoke the reefer, smoke the reefer When they found the car crashed in a ditch And the stoners trapped inside As they were extricated with the jaws of life A crimson gaze left in their eyes Exhale to expire Fishbowl asphyxiation
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Blasphemous act Unearthing the body remains in tact Foulest stench Hauling the dead to my domain Decapitate and cut the stiff into fourths Peel off the skin that remains Defiled by maggots and worms Each piece of mangled flesh Used to make the most potent Concoctions and tinctures Laced with THC and blood Crushed in the rosin press Genitals discarded De-carbed in the furnace Infused in the butter The dead were exhumed for edibles Find me for your fix My craft is expensive The high is the ultimate...
4.
Cut off his supply of oxygen Let cyanosis set in Ignite the throne of bongs and see what happens when He smokes his own skin Crimes, the deeds that you commit Atrocities against man beyond an intervention Punishment, must now be vigilant A bong rip execution Punishment shall fit the crime Stole a bag of cigar guts To acquire scratch tickets Met at the end of the street Cash in lap and then he tried to flee Grasping the window Could not keep up Back tire swallowed His body now just a lump Limp in the street Atrocities against man beyond an intervention Punishment shall fit the crime Strapped to the chair Tubes in all orifices Bongs of black smoke Inhale your death
5.
I am the roach collector Collecting cadavers of the smoken Sticky with resin from the joint I wait until the burnt and lifeless body is dry Remains kept in a jar Until the day I need them or collected enough Slice them open Eviscerate the inners Yellowing my fingers Smell of the corpse Covered in the resin from the blunt Piling the entrails Disposing of the skin Rolled into new flesh Smoked to oblivion These entrails shall be burnt Into ash back to earth I am the roach collector Collecting the charred bodies These rotting entrails Shall be inhaled in ritual Smoked into nothingness A sacrifice, habitual I am the Roach Collector Collecting the rejected I shall keep them in a jar To fester in a tar miasma I am sorrow, the Roach Collector Bring me your roaches I shall smoke upon their burnt entails and inhale The charred and stale limbs atrophied And they belong all to me All to me...

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released September 23, 2019

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Inhalement Boston, Massachusetts

Death Metal from Boston, MA.

Bluntmaestro - Vocals/Guitar

Matt Mariano -
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Rob Sauer - Bass

Joe Dwyer - Drums

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