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Unburied

by Jacob Dring

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1.
Umber Voices 01:23
There is a slithering of movement just past my flesh reminiscent of veins like serpentine roots through the earth. I feel a sensation not unlike yearning to be lifted and hoisted raised clear of this unfathomable tomb. (Voices) for lack of a better word surround me all-encompassing and vocal of their utter insistence. They push me and fuel my yearning to dispossess this burial from my bones. Though the soil and clay may have claimed me as its own I am not its kin and this is not this is not my fucking home. (this is not my home)
2.
NOT MY FUCKING HOME SO I CLIMB AN UNEASY ASCENSION FROM SUCH A THICK PRISON THIS SENTENCE WILL NOT BEAR DEATH UPON MY FLESH SWIMMING SKYWARD WHERE EMERALD BLADES PAINT THE CEILING I CLAW THROUGH REPRESSED MEMORIES LIKE A SWARM OF SUBTERRANEAN ENTITIES OPHIOPHAGY AT ITS BEST I SEVER THE SNAKES' HEADS AND KEEP GOING HIGHER HIGHER HIGHER
3.
THE VOICES THEY NO LONGER CLING TO ME I BREAK FREE I BREAK FREE FROM THIS FALSE HOME THEY BUILT FOR ME NO LONGER SHALL THEIR INCARCERATING LIES... NO LONGER SHALL THEIR INCARCERATING LIES BIND ME TO THIS BEMIRED LIMBO I WREAK OF BLEAK DEJECTION SCARRED PERCEPTION IF ANYTHING I LEARNT FROM BEING KEPT DOWN HERE AWAY FROM THE SUN'S BURN "such a pleasant heat" IS THAT NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS AND SO NO SEA OF BROWN BLOOD AND ROOTS THAT BLEED SHALL FETTER ME FROM SEEKING A BETTER ME A BETTER ME I FUCKING DESERVE IT!
4.
"not so fast" "you belong to your past" "your hope won't last" [x2] YOU ARE NOT MY MASTER [x2] OH, BUT HE FUCKING DIGRESSES HIS COUNTENANCE SO FUCKING WRETCHED EYES LIKE BLACK POOLS RESONANT TAR LEAKING STYGIAN TEARS NOT OF SADNESS OR FEAR BUT OF UTTER HUNGER THERE IS NO CRAWLING PAST THIS FOUL ABOMINATION THAT MIRRORS MY OWN VISAGE HIS!...ITS!...HIS!...OURS!?... AND SO WE CLASH LIKE WAVES OF MUD AND CLAY ROT AND DECAY PUTREFACTION OF SOUL VERSUS THE STRUGGLE TO BE WHOLE (ONCE AGAIN) WHAT A BATTLE THIS WAGING WAR TOOTH AND CLAW FIGURES OF SPEECH I PINE TO TASTE LIBERTY AND UNSHACKLE MYSELF FROM SINS OF THE PAST REGRETS SENTIENT AND RAVENOUS IF I CANNOT DEFEAT HIM THEN HOW CAN I TRIUMPH MYSELF_ *CUT ME FROM THIS HELL SEVER THIS FORSAKEN SHELL* I LOOK AT HIM ("he and I") I NO LONGER FIGHT ("he is I") I GAPE MY JAWS ("he was I") SWALLOW HIM WHOLE Let his fallacies incinerate in my stomach acids and bear good riddance to his unjust statements this is my rise it was due time he meet his fucking demise
5.
FEELING GAGGED AND BOUND BY THIS OVERBEARING HUSK FORCE-FED LIES BY MY OWN HAND FOR SO FUCKING LONG NO MORE A SLAVE TO THE VOICES IN MY SKULL I SHED THE CHAINS LIKE LAYERS OF SKIN NOT BELONGING TO MY SOUL THIS UNDERGROUND PRISON WON'T HAVE ME BY THE REINS FOR AS MUCH AS A SECOND ANYMORE I RIP AND TEAR TISSUE FROM MUSCLE SKIN FROM BONE LIGAMENT AND CARTILAGE THIS BODY IS A BURDEN A FUCKING LIE! FALSE TRUTH EMBEDDED MY SUPPRESSED SIGHT GLIMPSES LIGHT I CLAW AND CRAWL PUSH AND HAUL (MYSELF SKYWARD) DISCARDING FALLIBLE FLESH I WILL REDRESS IN THE AIR OF A LIFE ABOVE
6.
(Hope is a mirage one of many human flaws return to your true home down here you'll never be alone) SHUT UP [x2] LIKE LEECHES TO MY DISPOSITION I PLUCK YOUR WICKED PRESENCE FROM MY GULLIBLE CRANIUM NO LONGER A VICTIM TO YOUR BULLSHIT AGENDA! I SEE THE LIGHT FOR WHAT IT REALLY IS PUT IT IN MY PALM CLOSE FIST, BREAK CALM PUNCH THROUGH AN ILLUSIVE CEILING AND BATHE MYSELF IN TRUE ILLUMINATION I HOIST MYSELF OUT TO BASK IN THE SUN'S FINEST RESPLENDENCE THRUST INTO THE TRUST OF NEWFOUND LUMINANCE A SILKEN EMBRACE YET MY HEART RACES A SEARING CARESS AS I AM MADE LESS BEFORE I CAN BECOME MORE EXPOSE MY CORE (Surely this is a trick such clever fucking deceit) I await the raw fire as my lungs expand but with my old body melted off I realize the best love is tough
7.
Unburied 00:52
I CAN TASTE THE CLOUDS I SWIM IN THEIR SOFTNESS EACH INHALATION A GIFT OF BREATH! THE AIR IS CRISP AND FRESH ON THE FLESH OF MY...REBIRTH
8.
NOT MY FUCKING HOME SO I CLIMB AN UNEASY ASCENSION FROM SUCH A THICK PRISON THIS SENTENCE WILL NOT BEAR DEATH UPON MY FLESH SWIMMING SKYWARD WHERE EMERALD BLADES PAINT THE CEILING I CLAW THROUGH REPRESSED MEMORIES LIKE A SWARM OF SUBTERRANEAN ENTITIES OPHIOPHAGY AT ITS BEST I SEVER THE SNAKES' HEADS AND KEEP GOING HIGHER HIGHER HIGHER
9.
THE VOICES THEY NO LONGER CLING TO ME I BREAK FREE I BREAK FREE FROM THIS FALSE HOME THEY BUILT FOR ME NO LONGER SHALL THEIR INCARCERATING LIES... NO LONGER SHALL THEIR INCARCERATING LIES BIND ME TO THIS BEMIRED LIMBO I WREAK OF BLEAK DEJECTION SCARRED PERCEPTION IF ANYTHING I LEARNT FROM BEING KEPT DOWN HERE AWAY FROM THE SUN'S BURN "such a pleasant heat" IS THAT NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS AND SO NO SEA OF BROWN BLOOD AND ROOTS THAT BLEED SHALL FETTER ME FROM SEEKING A BETTER ME A BETTER ME I FUCKING DESERVE IT!
10.
"not so fast" "you belong to your past" "your hope won't last" [x2] YOU ARE NOT MY MASTER [x2] OH, BUT HE FUCKING DIGRESSES HIS COUNTENANCE SO FUCKING WRETCHED EYES LIKE BLACK POOLS RESONANT TAR LEAKING STYGIAN TEARS NOT OF SADNESS OR FEAR BUT OF UTTER HUNGER THERE IS NO CRAWLING PAST THIS FOUL ABOMINATION THAT MIRRORS MY OWN VISAGE HIS!...ITS!...HIS!...OURS!?... AND SO WE CLASH LIKE WAVES OF MUD AND CLAY ROT AND DECAY PUTREFACTION OF SOUL VERSUS THE STRUGGLE TO BE WHOLE (ONCE AGAIN) WHAT A BATTLE THIS WAGING WAR TOOTH AND CLAW FIGURES OF SPEECH I PINE TO TASTE LIBERTY AND UNSHACKLE MYSELF FROM SINS OF THE PAST REGRETS SENTIENT AND RAVENOUS IF I CANNOT DEFEAT HIM THEN HOW CAN I TRIUMPH MYSELF_ *CUT ME FROM THIS HELL SEVER THIS FORSAKEN SHELL* I LOOK AT HIM ("he and I") I NO LONGER FIGHT ("he is I") I GAPE MY JAWS ("he was I") SWALLOW HIM WHOLE Let his fallacies incinerate in my stomach acids and bear good riddance to his unjust statements this is my rise it was due time he meet his fucking demise
11.
FEELING GAGGED AND BOUND BY THIS OVERBEARING HUSK FORCE-FED LIES BY MY OWN HAND FOR SO FUCKING LONG NO MORE A SLAVE TO THE VOICES IN MY SKULL I SHED THE CHAINS LIKE LAYERS OF SKIN NOT BELONGING TO MY SOUL THIS UNDERGROUND PRISON WON'T HAVE ME BY THE REINS FOR AS MUCH AS A SECOND ANYMORE I RIP AND TEAR TISSUE FROM MUSCLE SKIN FROM BONE LIGAMENT AND CARTILAGE THIS BODY IS A BURDEN A FUCKING LIE! FALSE TRUTH EMBEDDED MY SUPPRESSED SIGHT GLIMPSES LIGHT I CLAW AND CRAWL PUSH AND HAUL (MYSELF SKYWARD) DISCARDING FALLIBLE FLESH I WILL REDRESS IN THE AIR OF A LIFE ABOVE
12.
(Hope is a mirage one of many human flaws return to your true home down here you'll never be alone) SHUT UP [x2] LIKE LEECHES TO MY DISPOSITION I PLUCK YOUR WICKED PRESENCE FROM MY GULLIBLE CRANIUM NO LONGER A VICTIM TO YOUR BULLSHIT AGENDA! I SEE THE LIGHT FOR WHAT IT REALLY IS PUT IT IN MY PALM CLOSE FIST, BREAK CALM PUNCH THROUGH AN ILLUSIVE CEILING AND BATHE MYSELF IN TRUE ILLUMINATION I HOIST MYSELF OUT TO BASK IN THE SUN'S FINEST RESPLENDENCE THRUST INTO THE TRUST OF NEWFOUND LUMINANCE A SILKEN EMBRACE YET MY HEART RACES A SEARING CARESS AS I AM MADE LESS BEFORE I CAN BECOME MORE EXPOSE MY CORE (Surely this is a trick such clever fucking deceit) I await the raw fire as my lungs expand but with my old body melted off I realize the best love is tough
13.
I CAN TASTE THE CLOUDS I SWIM IN THEIR SOFTNESS EACH INHALATION A GIFT OF BREATH! THE AIR IS CRISP AND FRESH ON THE FLESH OF MY...REBIRTH

about

"Unburied" is a concept EP regarding psychological ascension through hellish strife, plagued by inner demons and regrets of the past; the goal - rebirth.

The primary challenge with this EP was mixing my amateur vocals with instrumental music (not my own) that already features superior production. I use inferior hardware and software, not to mention my lack of production knowledge/skills. Volume issues are erratic, but for the most part I believe it sounds the best it can given these circumstances.

Included are "raw" versions of each track, these omitting the music and being just my raw vocals.

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released October 14, 2018

all lyrics written and recorded by Jacob R. Dring
all music featured, rights go to the bands mentioned per track
album cover photo of and edited by Jacob R. Dring

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Writer. Metalhead. Bleeder. Lover. Questionable artist.

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