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Plunged into Hellscape

by Engulfer

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Dark Avenger
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Dark Avenger Probably the closest thing I've heard to early Mortician. A lot of bands attempt this style, but few capture the feeling like Engulfer. Low IQ Death Metal for neanderthals who like heavy riffs recorded in a sewer. Favorite track: Caught in a Demolition Explosion.
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Jeremy Bought purely based on the tag "low iq death metal"
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GrindcoreGalen I only listen to Engulfer Favorite track: Bodies Hung.
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    Some SEWER ROT RECORDS copies of the Plunged into Hellscape EP Tapes. Pure insane caveman filth.

    Special thanks to Sewer Rot Records for producing these tapes, and special thanks to everyone who helped this release come to light

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1.
Intro 00:32
2.
Followed back home Their presence unknown Clueless for now Your security is foul The chill you feel From steps growing close Near the door and at your heel Attempt to look back Fear begins to swell Slam the door and begin to cower Soon the door kicked in Defenses run slim Found hiding in the corner Beaten with unforgiving force Absolute fear, the last emotions of your corpse
3.
Waking up In an abandoned house Nothing near Heightened fear Extremely loud noise Body ripped to shreds Smoke and fire rise You’re blown apart and dead Your guts are found By a crew Cleaning up What’s left of you
4.
Bodies Hung 03:05
Lost within the wilderness, trying to find shelter Come across a little hut, immediately enter Fall upon the ground due to weariness Look above your head, you choke in fearfulness Human rag doll corpses hanging from the ceiling Fastened to the rafters with rope and string Moving only by the force of the external wind Rancid pungent smells of shit and rotting meat Faces paused in various emotions, being eaten away Maggots and birds feasting, ripping at the integumentary Guts spilling out of weak skin, onto the wooden floor Blue faces, purple lips, snapped necks, torn ligaments Horrid museums of serial killer heaven Realities of physical death envisioned Pieces of sloppy insides populating the floor Nasty rotting stench meat, horrifying gore Displays of homicide Pregnant women, children and old men Hanging from the rafters, dead and rotting Murky miasma emanating from the deceased Your curiosity And your need for safety Ripping open your eyes BODIES HUNG
5.
Surrounded by horrifying spawn Skull made nonsense Reverse Centrifugal Force Ripping your physical structure apart Only a soul remains To be tormented by ancient evils Snakes and spirits of inferiority and brilliance Creatures of bastard creation Feasting on your flesh Spirit tormented and suffocated Eternally put to rest Plunged into hellscape!
6.
Dead in the dungeon Malnutrition Starving prisoners Rotting within Bodies dying Humans lying Stench of rot Merely blinding Bugs infest the underground catacombs People still living writhe in filth and fear Kings and wardens dehumanize citizens Sights of Hell forever near
7.
Post plane crash Woken up by nearby friend Stress and fear, confusion and shock Still alive but still the end? Look around Foreign land Nothing familiar within sight All I see and all I smell are metal fragments and masses of charred flesh Crawling around like a starving dog Dissociation clouds the vision Trying to find my friends in the rubble Accomplishing my morbid mission Flipping bodies, trying to recover My friends who have likely gone down under A knot forms in my throat As I wade through the never-ending horror Every single passenger on the plane Of every body type and every age Were seated up on that plane Yet every corpse looks exactly the same Anonymous masses of charred flesh, with no identity litter this beach I cry out in fear as my only friend dies of a heart attack Am I the only one left? The only living being here?
8.
Wrong person crossed Your life now on the clock Stalk you in broad day Conventional will be your dismay A site of deforestation you pass Looking to liquidate you fast A wood chipper is spotted Fast and ideal for you to get caught in Shoved in while no ones around Head first you hear no sound Your body ground down to its root Giblets fly out of the chute Reduced to wood mixed material Whole life lead to a point this surreal

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released January 5, 2020

AIDAN : Guitar, drum program
DEVIN : Bass, Vox

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