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Relentless Ceiling

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Recorded at The Quonset Hut in Nashville, TN. Oct. 2013
Recorded by Callan Elizabeth Dwan
Produced by Morbids
Mixed and Mastered by Zach Wright

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released September 19, 2014

-Matthew Kotarba - bass/vocals/guitar/sounds
-Edward Madill - guitar/vocals/bass/keys
-Ryan Slagle - guitar/vocals/loops
-Zach Wright - drums/loops/producer

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morbids Asheville, North Carolina

Morbids formed in 2012 in Asheville, NC

Our newest album, "In Absentia" is out now.

Summer tour coming

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Track Name: 15 Minutes
A road by the river, 15 minutes and I'll see you where
doors splinter back to the way they were before words
After all's been said and done, done to us, done to everyone¬
sold my bullets to buy a gun, pull the trigger just for fun
just for fun
Track Name: Turf War
After the war, the veil's revealed, hypocrisy willed away
the consequence of reaching a truce this way
"Trust in each other til the trust goes bad,
building it from the bottom on a spoiled land,
distance is measured grid/by grid,
borderless turf to blunder in."
A chance to lead when we hope to forget,
we'll burn our minds before we bury the rest,
A distant past in this new abyss
the same mistakes all over again...
Track Name: No Anatomy
No history, no anatomy
one last column to dissolve caesarian beliefs
cut up, open to the surgery
shaking hands that bought a new relief
You've got a history of no anatomy
it won't be what it used to be
Glass house framing the sanctuary
on last stand before the ceiling falls
to new history
What you discovered isn't all it seems
Foiled plans in obituaries
Disguised love what greater crime/ do you concede?
An renounced loyalty to becoming obsolete
Disguised love, what greater crime? do you concede?
Track Name: Halloween Penance
Arrive here with litost; isolate, deteriorate
physical sense evaporate, halloween penance is nevermore.
Is what I owe equivalent to a false sense of ambient benevolence?
Cut the cord and nurse the wound.
Unhealthy composure, arms out of reach,
Structure are free but what's diminished?
Is it a mistake? to count every single block,
several stubborn eulogies in tribute to vacant lots...
Is what I owe equivalent to false sense of ambient benevolence?
cut the cord and nurse the wound.
A different frame, a different play
A different frame, a different play
Cut the cord and nurse the wound.
Track Name: Fragile Paradigm / Relentless Ceiling
You really got the moves to help me reach my demise,
but tell me: do your ghosts shimmer when you spite them?
Do they pick all the locks? Jump down your throat,
bleed behind walls, just to piss on your bolts.
Either way, a flood of weapons won't subside
nor treat the open virus within.
Do you dream in perilous sleep?
No awakenings, forced intravenously.
Obsessed with movement in the same place, same time.
Dig your fragile tunnel inside your fragile paradigm
Or scream at the ocean, take what you need
and we shall secede
Strip what's near, take what's near
Arise, rot in dark fear.
Strip the ocean of what you need and we shall sucede
Take what's near, take what's near.
Arise, out of dark fear.
Take what you need, take what you need
Can't force intravenously.
Track Name: Poisonous
Take your place at center stage
cloaked in the furs of another's race
Red lips and slick hips have become the taste
poisoned and lovelorn these witching days.
Youth is scarce if it's youth you crave and spells are all you're paid
You've lost your beauty and you've lost your grace,
they're only clapping for the mask on your face
Face it, taste it, waste it, taste it
The queen bee is gonna sting me...
Track Name: Strange Synesthesia
Hollowed iris imprint, gauge perimeter when absent
woodwind shadow corrode transfixed on prisms with no accent
Been waiting for this letter written by you
Been waiting for the sun to collapse on you, for you, for you
I'll take my chance with circumstance,
no surface awaits by happenstance
soaked in embryonic, how long to swim in the dark?
Been waiting for this letter written by you
been waiting for the sun to collapse on you.
Gauge pressure with no merit, spending your lifetime
trying to share it
It's 2003 again and your nerves are shattered my friend
shattered limbs are the craze when they bare no age.
Cherish the imprint, the eaves will follow you.
Regretful dawn, cleansed by the fountain.
Awake submerged, I'll help them follow you.
I'll take my chance with circumstance
As you swallow the ulcer
How long to swallow the tide?
Track Name: Dance Moves
20/20 got voices in the back of my head
bullet proof wishing you were dead
there's no solace in the afterlife
you know who your real wife is
20/20 got eyes in the back of my head
bullet proof wishing you were dead
there's no solace in the afterlife
you know who your real wife is:
here, now.