Poisoned Dreams and Obscure Memories of Sorrow

by peisithanatos

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Raw Black Metal, (considered DSBM.) Created with true and purist despair and hatred. During a bitter time period and frustrating frame of mind ....P.S. i put this full-length out on Bandcamp, to see how it goes, and since i am not really selling my cd/patch, I figured those that are around the world, can get it this way, IF they comprehend the seriousness and dedication i put into this album...also if it all works out i plan to post my raw demos simply as my history.

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released April 15, 2013

thanks to the very few that bought the patch/cd (limited to 100 copies,) though i still have many left. i did not promote myself well, nor did, nor do i still care too.but would be a "nice feeling" i guess to have non-mainstream B.M. fans true to the underground understanding the anguish i mentally and physically put my "heart and soul" into. (thanks to those if in the future that support this cd here or contact (on Facebook) to buy the limited cd with round logo patch.
HAIL and KILL! ~Peisithanatos..

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PEISITHANATOS San Antonio, Texas

dying, death, decay, negativity, anti-life...
sounds like a cerebral cortex vortex of hatred and depression
.crafted from void within a room of four walls.

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Track Name: Aokigahara Forest
Forest of stale wind deep in the roots
Fallen leaves rot amongst long lost bones
Hanged flesh now dirt for the worms morsel for the flies
Echoes of wandering souls without graves
Haunting through the forest of suicide
Wade through the sea of blood nourished trees
Wade through the sea of tear stained trees
Here for so long now out of grief, despair, anguish and hate for one’s life
They have come here with the wish to die and decay away from cruel society
They hope for peace from suffering and misery and into eternal sleep but
The shadows of their former flesh will not let them dream in fields of happiness
Selfish rotted fruits are their corpses and the rot falls off in pieces of maggot fed flesh
Dropping like seeds onto the ground of the black sea tree roots to grow this decrepit forest of pain