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GRUEL

by GRUEL

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1.
Knave 02:22
I drink whiskey, wine, pils I got so much time to kill I just eat, drink, fuck I just wanna run amok Cocaine, weed, ecstasy Gimme a break from being me Break me out from this shell Wrecking heaven, raising hell I don't know The face in the mirror Who is he I benumb The real me So I can be free I can be free I'm changing form I'm shifting shape I am transformed Soul yawns agape Incant an empty oath Truth clad in decrepit clothes All's not what it seems Pursue illusory dreams I drink whiskey, wine, pils I got so much time to kill I just eat, drink, fuck I just wanna run amok Cocaine, weed, ecstasy Gimme a break from being me Break me out from this shell Wrecking heaven, raising hell I can't be free.
2.
Integument 02:13
Tell me what you think you know Tell me what you really believe Where are you gonna go When there's no one left to deceive Separate the lies From the grain of truth Take off the disguise Rip out the rotten tooth Sow the seeds of doubt Reap the blighted harvest Weather years of drought Pick at a putrid carcass Smoke, mirrors; no one's fooled Putrid sanctum; vestibule Lifted veil, graven visage Of the truth; not a pretty image Tell me what you think you know Then tell me what you really believe Where are you gonna go When there's no one left to deceive Separate the lies From the grain of truth Take off the disguise Rip out the rotten tooth Smoke, mirrors; no one's fooled Putrid sanctum; vestibule Lifted veil, graven visage Of the truth; not a pretty image
3.
Winter 02:58
Cornered rat Nowhere to hide Distant roar Glowing skies Neutron pulse Gamma rays World’s ablaze Charred heaps Twilight at noon Armies march Beneath a blood moon White light Black rain Mushroom clouds Over the plain Cornered rat Nowhere to hide Distant roar Glowing skies Neutron pulse Gamma rays World’s ablaze Charred heaps Twilight at noon Armies march Beneath a blood moon White light Black rain Mushroom clouds Over the plain Deadly arsenal brought to bear Vapour trails crossing the air In the east an amber glow Radioactive deathblow Darkness falls over the land Smoke, dust, ashes and sand Cities burn, impossible heat Permanent shadows on concrete Swept away in fire winds Whitened eyes, melting skin Starvation and pestilence Holy terror for their sins Cells degraded, ionised death Starved, blind, completely bereft Failed harvest, empty shelves Desperate wretches killing themselves.
4.
Bootlick 02:33
Look at you sneer and snicker No good boot licker Goatee under your lips Cheese-dusted fingertips Are you too blind to see That you'll never be free Locked in a cage of hate No key, no means of escape You're a dupe, you're a stooge, you're a failure You're no "gent", just a fucking woman-hater If handouts are so bad What do you get from Mum and Dad? Taken in by the tricks Patch a hole; can't be fixed Fear the "PC Brigade" Nothing but a hollow charade Stand straight; clean your room Nice to have a tidy tomb You're a dupe, you're a stooge, you're a failure You're no "gent", just a fucking woman-hater You're a dupe You're a stooge You're a failure You're no gent You're just a Fucking Woman hater Your precious logic Is full of gaps Gonna string you up By your bootstraps Dogma's slave You've been tricked Let's dig a grave For the bootlick Look at you sneer and snicker No good boot licker Goatee under your lips Cheese-dusted fingertips Are you too blind to see That you'll never be free Locked in a cage of hate No key, no means of escape
5.
Skin Trade 02:18
Skin Trade Waterways Industry Calamity Bat's flight Dark night Harbouring Parasites Fish, flesh And fowl No end In sight now Virulent waves Life expires Pestilent graves Funeral pyres Billions all locked up The masters don't give a fuck Things will never be the same Look at how they shift the blame Deadly miasma Poisoned lungs Stricken with madness Speaking in tongues Attach and enter Replicate Impassive virion Annihilates Skin Trade Waterways Industry Calamity Bat's flight Dark night Harbouring Parasites Fish, flesh And fowl No end In sight now Billions all locked up The masters don't give a fuck Things will never be the same Look at how they shift the blame.
6.
Non Serviam 02:00
Spread fear, guilt, lies All for a ghost in the sky Born free, walk in chains Surplice cumstained Tyrant pulpit Spewing bullshit Don't have me fooled I won't be ruled Pull the steeples down Burn them to the ground That's all you deserve I will not serve The end is nigh Kingdom on high Terror, child abuse Tighten up the noose Scripture dullcraven Exalt the graven Strike out at power Sack the round tower Pull the steeples down Burn them to the ground That's all you deserve I will not serve.
7.
Unsullied 02:30
Archetype I'm so strong Brow ridge, Chest of brawn This world Belongs to me I command Loyalty Plucky and brave Mental delay Could you fathom I'm just a shadow Line of noughts Sickly thoughts Nothing to grieve Yet I'm bereaved But I won't cry And no tears will stain this eye My essence is unsullied And I'm honestly a nice guy Unbowed and unbloodied Archetype I'm so strong With my brow ridge, And my chest of brawn This world Belongs to me I command Loyalty Plucky and brave Mental delay Could you fathom I'm just a shadow Line of noughts Sickly thoughts No one to grieve And yet I'm bereaved Gotta make the bread Lots of legs to spread And I'm cashing checks It's all a flex Gotta wear your scars My flesh is marred "He's a nice guy" A fucking lie
8.
Worry Lines 02:50
The flames That lick My heels And rise To conflagrate I stand Knee deep In dust Shrouded In a fog Worry lines, open faults Bursting out this bony vault Fading possibilities Echo futility Life in slow painful drips I need a chemical fix I'm a laughing stock Feed me to the hawks. The flames That lick My heels And rise To conflagrate I stand Knee deep In dust Shrouded In a fog Tired, flagging my legs are dragging behind Weary, greying, sanity's fraying, disintegrating Aural screaming, sores weeping, vacant dreaming Heart rending, mind bending, life ending Worry lines and open faults Bursting out this bony vault Fading possibilities Echo futility Life in slow painful drips I need a chemical fix I'm a laughing stock Feed me to the hawks.
9.
Millstone 03:09
Arms spin around the dial Millstone breaking my back sun climbs and sinks back down Light creeps in through the cracks. Pacing around and around Memories falling away Entertained and locked down Hollower day by day. On I trudge Weary path Golden hour Day of wrath Ebb to ebb Grind me down Time's slowly Running out Nothing wagered Nothing gained Fleshly fetters Bound and chained Hollow task Empty words All of this Is absurd On I trudge Weary path Golden hour Day of wrath Ebb to ebb Grind me down Time's slowly Running out Nothing wagered Nothing gained Fleshly fetters Bound and chained Hollow task Empty words All of this Is absurd Arms spin around the dial Millstone breaking my back sun climbs and sinks back down Light creeps in through the cracks. On I trudge Weary path Golden hour Day of wrath Ebb to ebb Grind me down Time's slowly Running out Mill stone Neck bent Long days Dark Lent Arms spin Gut sags Deadening Hours drag Sun climbs Sinks down Deposits Empty now Amoral Hedonist Drown in Vacant bliss Wheel turns Glacial drift Years lost Deeper rifts Memories Fall away Hollower Day by Day Locked down Entertained Gradually Go insane I am Fucking bored Riches lost No reward.
10.
Twisting the blade Spilling the blood Deadly nightshade Cowled hood Two white bulls Horns are bound The golden sickle And the hallowed ground Fungal harvest Staves of yew Red caps dropped In the magic stew Choked and stabbed Finally drowned The Ard-Rí is crowned The Ard-Rí is crowned On the sixth day Oxen of the sun Open the doorway To the exalted one Druid takes a hit From the turnip bong Sacrifice the weak The many-headed throng. Libation The seer's tea Conjuration Of the banshee Owl's flight Augury Second sight Gazing through centuries With open hands In the sacred grove Knower of oak His power grows Holy symmetry Arcane sorcery Choked and stabbed Finally drowned Murder threefold Sickle of gold Lead up the cattle Read the death rattle. Burn in effigy Divine clarity Godly avatar Reborn in the stars.

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released May 5, 2023

Recorded at SZUNAUDIO in September/October 2022
Tracks mastered by SZUNAUDIO
Artwork by Willi Wittbold

All songs written and performed by GRUEL.

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GRUEL Mainz, Germany

Hardcore punk band based in Mainz, Germany.

GRUEL is:

Liam - Vocals
Josh - Guitar
Robin - Bass
Noah - Drums

Contact: gruelhc@gmail.com
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