Dedicated to the Impure

by CRYPTICUS

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Recorded and Mixed April -July, 2005 at The Filth Chamber in Denver, CO.
Cover art by Allen Koszowski

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released August 25, 2005

Six String Garrotte, Black Speech, (De)Composing & Capturing of Forbidden Tones: Patrick E. Bruss

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Track Name: Mortificus
Don't try to pry the locks into his secret lair
Unholy secrecies are kept alive in there
His name means darkness now to all the ones who know
Mortificus wants you to join him in his show

The first illusion is now at hand
You are blindfolded with your hands tied-up in back
He shows his tools, to the captive crowd
You hear them laughing, still not knowing what's to come

Then there comes pain as he chains you to the rack
You're going into shock, there's no turning back
He licks his lips & laughs, you know you won't be saved
Your journey now begins, guts first into the grave

His holocaust of horror is the devil's web
You know now how it's done - the trick is that you're dead
Track Name: The Crypticult
Twilight Starts the Madness
Shadows at the Door
A Filth in My Bones
The Secrecies of Horror...

Cruel, Rotting Masters
Breeders of All Dread
Hate & Disaster
Masters of the Dead

Now I See What's to Be
All Becomes a Supernatural Madness
Wretched Gates, Seal Your Stay
A Thousand Lives Won't Set You Free...
Track Name: Cyclops Throne
The secret woods alive at night
Unholy meeting of masterminds
With deadly secrets, they gain control
Behind the darkness you feel their eyes

Ten thousand years of suicide
The scarecrow king that haunts the night
Black liquid seeps from living trees
Sometimes, at night you hear their cries

The pulsing cyclops throne

With sightless eyes you sense your death
The field alive with evil stars
A cold descent into the lake
Demon void behind the night
The shadows fight to lick you eyes

When repulsion calls your name
Try to run away from your own game
Track Name: Tales of the Necrosopher
Line-up Towards the Butcher's Den
Where the Mutants Hatch Eggs & Breed Blood Red

Tower of Experiments
The Vents Exhale Necrotic Fumes & Scents

Cadaver Borgs Ascend the Spires
Black Seraphim are Raining Bile
The Crypt Exhales its Putrid Ghosts
The Faithful Drones will Feed their Ancient Hosts...
Track Name: Echoes of the Macabre
Welcome All We've Gathered Here Tonight
Let Us now Peel-back the Layers,
The Ancient Gods are Here,
Amongst Us in the Dark,
Hungering for Evil Prayers...

Here in the Sacred Shrine of Blasphemy We Meet
To Probe the Ancient Depths of Horror & Decay
Enter the Magister, the One We all Revere
He is the Mastermind Behind All that You Fear...

Once He had been a Man with Hopes & Dreams Like You
Now He's a Nameless Beast with Glowing Eyes of Dread,
& in His Hands He Holds a Severed Human Head
He Still Stalks the Night in Never-ending Death:

"Now I Ride with the Mocking & Friendly Ghouls on the Night Wind,
& Play by Day in the Catacombs.
I Know that Light is Not for Me, Save that of the Moon..."

The Servitors of Shame, The Formless Fiends of Dusk
Crustaceous-bodied Beasts are Floating on Black Dust
Deep Underneath the Ground where Sunlight Never Goes
We Make an Evil Pact with Those That Lurk Below...

The Cries of Those who Died, The Echoes in the Night
They Whisper to Me Still & Torture Me with Fright
When will I Find Revenge & Who will be My Guide?
I Face My Destiny with Evil on My Side...

The Echoes of the Macabre...