The Coprophecy

by The Aberrant

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From the bowels of the Pacific Northwest emerges a frightening new stage of evolution in death metal. None shall be spared.

The Aberrant dates back to 2013, with band founder Linden Poirier writing songs for a yet-unnamed death metal project. With a backlog of material written, he enlisted longtime friend and collaborator Jack Briscoe to join the band, handling drum duties. Admittedly slow to start, the two focused on other projects while slowly refining their catalogue, giving it time to ferment—to curdle—into a virulent musical sludge. In 2018, The Aberrant decided to push forward and crystallized as a duo.

As the name suggests, The Aberrant is a call for individuality. Inspired by the New York avant-garde metal scene, Linden and Jack set out to create something that has never been done before; something unflinchingly, unabashedly "them". Enter 'The Coprophecy': 19 minutes of violent bass riffs, blistering drums, cacophonous guitars and grotesque vocal exhibitionism, all blended together with their unique sense of melody and composition. The duo have a strong belief in the artistic value of DIY, which is why everything you see and hear—from the album art to the final mixing—is their work. For better or worse, it's "them".

'The Coprophecy' is the result of blood, sweat, tears and shit being poured into one piece of art. Two musicians, one album. Eat up.

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released February 22, 2019

The Aberrant is:
Linden Poirier - vocals, bass, guitars, lyrics
Jack Briscoe - drums, vocals, electronics

Featuring:
Amber Irwin - vocals ('Die in Filth')

Recorded by Linden Poirier and Jack Briscoe at Rat's Nest Studios
Mixed and mastered by Jack Briscoe and Linden Poirier
Artwork by Linden Poirier

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Track Name: Live in Filth
Kill everyone now!
Condone first-degree murder!
Advocate cannibalism!
Eat shit!
Filth are my politics, filth is my life!

I was once like you
Screaming and running from the truth
I would trample my own children just to escape it
But look at me now
I have become the monster from my dreams
The truth your tongues dare not speak
Behold: The Coprophecy is nigh
None shall be spared
None
Track Name: Saprophytic Lust
A sea of filth lies beneath my feet
Lapping at my ankles, screaming for recognition
A million faces looking up from the abyss
I tell myself I won't become another hollowed husk

A stench like death, but filled with life
It destroys everything to assuage its saprophytic lust
It pulls you under, assimilates you into its festering mass
Lost to anonymity

The sludge seeps inside
Flowing through my blood vessels like a lethal dose of cyanide
First comes formication, and to my horror
The subcutaneous insects breed and multiply

A stench like death, but filled with life
It destroys everything to assuage its saprophytic lust
It pulls you under, assimilates you into its festering mass
Lost to anonymity

Eternal oppression: the cost of life
Making you beg and plead to deafened ears
Until your throat tears and bleeds

Your body is its throne
Left hollowed to the bone

Nowhere to run as it feasts on you
Rats devour the rotting corpses, sustained by the pestilent mush
And every single bone, picked clean
Their hard white edges glisten in a sea of brown sludge
And every single bone, picked clean

We cannot escape from
Their saprophytic lust

A stench like death, but filled with life
It destroys everything to assuage its saprophytic lust
It pulls you under, assimilates you into its festering mass
Lost to anonymity
[x2]

Eternal oppression: the cost of life
A world of garbage, society of waste
Left to revel in the atrocity they have created

Your body is its throne
Left hollowed to the bone
[x2]
Track Name: The Coprophecy
A prophecy
Illustration of humanity's demise
Written with septic ink on a
Scroll of human skin
It infects
Murky pus emanates from every pore
Rejecting every antidote
Spreading like the plague it is

So pestilent we cannot be saved
Like lifeless drones we trudge
The story of a species turned to sludge

Scum of the Earth

Toxic ideologies
Permeate the culture to indoctrinate our youth
They spin a caustic tale of
Corruption, oppression, humanity denied
Filled with hatred
They weaponize the masses to eliminate their kin
The toxic tribes, fecal hordes, will set the world on fire
To annihilate the enemy, then blame it on the dead

So pestilent we cannot be saved
Like lifeless drones we trudge
The story of a species turned to sludge
[x2]

My being is stripped down to its bones, impoverished and scarred
Bleeding for a false god
Bodies strewn across the pavement in the name of humanity
Dying for a false god
Let wallow in filth all who walk this earth
For existence is pain
Let wallow in filth all who walk this earth
For our past mistakes

So pestilent we cannot be saved
Or preserved, or salvaged
Nihilists purged from the physical world
Into the sewer of the soul
With every ounce of strength
They tear apart their fellow man
Pathological tribalism
An assurance of death for all at our own hand

Let the longest serpent in the pit be divided among the young and the weak
To nourish, to satiate
So they may live to sacrifice themselves one day
An ouroboros of martyrdom, an affront to the cruelty of life

Behold: The Coprophecy is nigh!

Fuck this flesh, fuck this life
Leave my corpse for the flies
[x2]

Scum of the Earth

So pestilent we cannot be saved
Like lifeless drones we trudge
The story of a species turned to sludge
[x2]
Track Name: Fecal Horde
Benevolent thoughts which lead to hate
An elysian doctrine inverted, distorted, weaponized for total control
And every single haven once untouched
Now contaminated by the Fecal Horde and laid to waste

A formless mass consuming all
Draining its victims of their will to exist autonomously
Scraping life up off the pavement, those trampled underfoot
Worn as a pelt, a reminder of their inhumanity

Killed for what they've said and done
A tragedy unfolds
Long live the Fecal Horde!

A swarm, created to commit
Atrocities untold
Long live the Fecal Horde!

A cannibalistic appetite is embedded deep within
They don't care who they eat as long as death occurs
Fury building up inside explodes at the first sign of weakness
Unleashing the filth which coats their lungs

Nihilistic and volatile
Sacrificing the individual to the mob

Drawn, torn apart
This is only the start
Drawn, torn apart
Long live the Fecal Horde!
Track Name: Die in Filth
I hear these voices beckoning me
Every word a reminder
Why this hole in my heart is so large
Every breath, an anthem of anger

You're made to feel average
But to me, you're a deficit
I'll cut you open just to
Celebrate each word you bleed
You're made to feel in control
But to me, you're an animal
I'll cut you up and feed you
To your friends and family

This life we live, so despicable
I'd fill a million coffins to start anew
This life we live, so deplorable
I'd rather die in filth

In the streets, in the chapel
In the places we once called home
The living rot with a stench
I've never smelled before
They tear to pieces everyone
Left standing in their way
Mindless zombies feasting on
Society's decay

In the sewers, in the bunkers
In the places we now call home
The living struggle as the
Fecal Horde grows and grows
A prophecy once foretold
Outlining the fall of man
Is now made flesh and blood

Like a tree reaching up to heaven, so, too, do our roots reach deep into Hell
Deep enough for the sulphurous fumes to poison its fruit
We plummet to Earth and our sour stench repels all but the lowly saprophytes
Who feast on us and die
We kill each other, we kill ourselves
The streets are littered with a million of us, dead
And from the blood-soaked fields, society is born anew
The Coprophecy reigns true

Even the darkest pit has still darker corners
Areas so malevolent that good cannot escape unscathed
Even the brightest flames cannot illuminate us
So let us venture into the abyss, blind

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