Creatures of Discordia

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Part 1 of 2 - Songs inspired by Stephen King's The Dark Tower Series

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released 25 October 2011

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Descension Rate Morgantown, West Virginia

Descension Rate was formed in 2004 by Jeff Jordan and Ryan Postlethwait. The band was created for experimentation in the industrial metal genre, but over time the band recruited bassist Eric Gill and morphed into a black/death metal act. Descension Rate released their first album Deadly Elegance in 2007 and their new two part album, Creatures of Discordia, is to be released in 2011 and 2012. ... more

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Track Name: The Crimson King
Shape shifting abomination
Perched upon his throne of bone
Ruling chaos across dimensions P
lunging millions into the unknown

Descendant of Eld risen from the Prim
Powerful, immortal
His eyes burn red as the horizon goes dim

Ram Aballah
Los
Leader of the Random
All hail the Crimson King

La Casse Roi Russe
Home of atrocities
Slaughtering of Servants
Suicide of ferocity


You cannot kill what is already dead
A feast comprised of jagged rusty spoons
Lord of spiders, avatar of the undead

Ram Aballah
Los
Leader of the Random
All hail the Crimson King


An evil way beyond
Your feeble little comprehension
Just one glimpse of his face w
Will plunge you into madness

All hail the Crimson King

Ram Aballah
All Hail the Crimson King
Track Name: The Abominations of the Western Sea
From the depths baleful beasts emerge
To fulfill their bloodthirsty urge

The Abominations of the Western Sea rule the night

Gorge upon the meat of the naive
Claws clack in the twilight, through bone they will cleave

The Abominations of the Western Sea rule the night

I have seen eternity through lucid dreams
Draw to me, follow me, along the beam

From the East a hero appears
To end their reign of tyranny and fear

I have seen eternity through lucid dreams
Draw to me, follow me, along the beam

Did a chik
Dad a chum
Ded a chek
Dum a chum
Track Name: The Glammer of the Empath
At the base of needle like mountains
Lies a snow covered valley without end
A place where emotions give life and all thoughts are revealed
Where reality and perceptions start to blend

But far out in the tundra
Resides an ancient creature
Far, far from death
But still no where near living

The demon of the White Lands of Empathica
Rides across the frozen plains upon his rotten steed
The Glammer of the Empath makes pawns of the sane
There is no bound to his desire and greed

He feeds upon fear and laughter
His need grows continuously faster
With each feast age starts to fade
And death is once again delayed
Raw emotions give him new life

The demon of the White Lands of Empathica
Rides across the frozen plains upon his rotten steed
The Glammer of the Empath makes pawns of the sane
There is no bound to his desire and greed

Deep in the dark
He feeds upon his prey
Draining them of feeling
And in their place is left emotionless shells

The demon of the White Lands of Empathica
Rides across the frozen plains upon his rotten steed
The Glammer of the Empath makes pawns of the sane
There is no bound to his desire and greed
Track Name: Black Thirteen
A product of ancient vanity
The union of belief and science
The greatest thief of sanity
Any world has seen

It speaks in rancor and profanity
Against its will there’s no defiance
Takes the last breath of humanity
Black Thirteen

A doorway into madness
To the nineteen points of nowhere
Your every though it will possess
You will be the King’s machine

Primeval power from the abyss
An evil far beyond compare
You’ll find no love in its dark kiss
Black Thirteen

No love

Corruption of righteousness
Archetype of wickedness
Harbinger of ill will
Evil wrought with the greatest skill

Creation of the Great Old Ones
More deadly than a mass of guns
Existence becomes a dreadful routine
When you lay eyes upon Black Thirteen

Like the sleek eye of a condemned beast
It revels in lies, upon souls it feasts
Void of life, strong in death
You suffer now through Black Thirteen

No love
Track Name: Teenage Werespider
A prophecy from long ago
Foretold the coming of a tragic foe
Essence of Los spawned through mortals
Pitiful existence, condemned souls

Creature of the Outer Dark
Born of incest
Branded by the King’s Red Mark
Teenage Werespider

Stop the breath of the final warrior
Destroy the White and kill thy mortal father
End of mankind, rise of demons
Return of chaos, reign of the red one

Creature of the Outer Dark
Born of incest
Branded by the King’s Red Mark
Teenage Werespider

Poison with a heartbeat
Child of rape
The prophecy is now complete
Mordred of Discordia

Feast upon the putrid flesh of diseased beasts
Crawl forward towards the clearing
At the end of your path
Take your place among the unholy deceased
But not before the guilty feel your wrath

He hobbles along through forgotten plains
Where once was thought only rage remains
Blackened skin covered in stinking stains
Tainted blood pumps through his veins

He perspires venom and spews puke and bile
Through broken teeth shines a lunatic smile
He knows that this will be his final mile,
But to watch the father die will make it all worthwhile

Never knew love, only hate and scorn
Destined to murder from the moment he was born
Living the life of the abused and forlorn
He will uphold this oath that he has sworn

His passing is one that none will mourn
Better off if he remained unborn
Wearing his brand just like Christ’s thorn
But this evil will never be reborn

Creature of the Outer Dark
Born of incest
Branded by the King’s Red Mark
Teenage Werespider

Poison with a heartbeat
Child of rape
The prophecy is now complete
Mordred of Discordia
Track Name: This City Could Never Last
A city once enshrined in greatness
Left to rot and decay with time
A dying sun reflected in shattered glass
Streets over ran with death and crime

Two sides battle, locked in constant war
Their intentions loathsome and corrupt to their hardened core
Lives taken in the name of false deities
A religion not of love, but animosity

When you hear the drums
The numbers will be drawn
Men like rats crawl from the slums
Acting as mere pawns
Bloated bodies hang upon
The remnants of our past
Victims of brutality
That never will be surpassed

This City Could Never Last

A man-made machine becomes a god through legend and lore
His reign reflected in bereavement galore

A kingdom long devoid of generosity
No man has ever known such monstrosity

When you hear the drums
The numbers will be drawn
Men like rats crawl from the slums
Acting as mere pawns
Bloated bodies hang upon
The remnants of our past
Victims of brutality
That never will be surpassed

Electric blue lighting
Touches the celestial sphere
Both sides struggling and fighting
For all that they hold dear

A purple death cloud from below
Taking their last breath
An already forgotten wasteland
Now there is only death


When you hear the drums
The numbers will be drawn
Men like rats crawl from the slums
Acting as mere pawns
Bloated bodies hang upon
The remnants of our past
Victims of brutality
That never will be surpassed