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Corpse Fortress

by Ilsa

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satangutsandchristcorpsepaint a band of troubadours able to provide you perfect ambient accompaniments when proposing to your beloved during a late summer picnic surrounded by gently swaying wildflowers and the flittering shimmer of hummingbirds as the sun begins its journey beneath the horizon.
...an undoubtedly guaranteed "I do."
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Jeremy Unrelenting sludge metal! Favorite track: Prosector.
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Pim Latuny This is doom sludge metal as it is intended to be. Dirty, crusty and ridden with punky mold. An outstanding effort in dark thorny depravity. Favorite track: Nasty, Brutish.
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TedWeeks As soon as i started seeing ads for Corpse Fortress in January ive been hyping this album,even checked the leaks had to get this on highlighter vinyl,cd and digital download immediately after i heard Hikikimori for the first time.this album exceeded all expectations heavy,raw,gritty and the best Dc has to offer.definitely has my vote for album of the year
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1.
Hikikomori 06:14
Spend my life In low lit rooms Nursing sour beer Lean on wet travertine Take another sip I’ll tell you the gist I’m a hermit in the city Heavy Metal Hikikomori Soaked in sludge Hair down to my knees Can’t remember What was I thinking A past that’s mystery Lost in works routine Crushed pride Depersonalized Egodystonic misery Not somebody, A body Ripped seams Stiches sagging Ill lay it on you Loose my tongue To noose my neck Nothing gets easier Than giving up The beat goes on Harder through the years So always watch When others look away Scrutinize each hand Cause they’re all dealt From the bottom of the deck You can’t win any way Should you refuse to play You lose Eliminated I’m a hermit in the city Heavy Metal Hikikomori
2.
Nasty brutish Far too long One day closer to the end Nasty brutish Far too long How fortunate for us all Long may they sneer Never give them satisfaction Long may they leer Let’s be who we are And crush this fucking world Acid burning Iron breath Acrid yearning Taste of death No funeral Empty your pockets Reach for the sky No funeral Say your prayers Prepare to die Nasty brutish Far too long One day closer to the end Nasty brutish For too long How fortunate for us all So long may they sneer Never give them satisfaction Long may they leer Let’s be who we are And crush this fucking world Acid burning Iron breath Acrid yearning Taste of death No funeral Empty your pockets Reach for the sky No funeral Say your prayers Prepare to die
3.
Bear me on broad back, Chiron, Sprint across skies Buzz alongside Ah-Muzen Cab Xunan Cab Yum Chimil Feed me For I must eat Not born of sun and cloud Feed me Innards of lions Wild swine The marrow of she-wolves bones Ah-Muzen Cab Xunan Cab Yum Chimil Teach me Mastery Beast I am Easy prey To petty reactions Angry recourse Cross deserts of ice Aten and Apophis shining At all points Of inaccessibility We'll burrow deep Down age-old snow To write our names In the golden book Show me your circles of violence That I may stand still and unmoving As arrows jet In all directions Ah-Muzen Cab Xunan Cab Yum Chimil Chiron Fly with me my friends
4.
Prosector 03:30
Stuck in the Land Of the blind And the one-eyed king Mobs amass Together to serve The will of another Willful ignorance Baleful boredom's Alchemical bliss We bestow Immunity To kill with Impunity Justice delayed Justice denied Systematic Suicide Man is a master Of deception Duplicitous Parsimonious Turnspit hound Ever-consummate Capitalist Ever-compassionate Christian So slow to forgive Yet quick to forget The sins of thine own Swearing paupers’ oaths Each night before Your trundle beds Blood, bud and crud Nothing gets done Without sacrifice Couldn't beat them Now it’s too late Too late join Stuck in the land Of the blind And the one-eyed king
5.
Old Maid 04:48
They called her evil Hung her from a tree Mistook her medicine For wicked sorcery Wiley old woman With no family of her own To Hell with Christians May they reap what they have sown For weeks her captors held her In a dungeon dark and damp Her body broken Thumbs pulverized by clamps Yet her mind was strong For no wrong had she done She feared not life or death Her purpose became one: Reject the teachings of a greedy perverse church Spreading subordinance and lies of virgin birth She'd taught the secrets of the forests, seas and skies The cycles of the moon And all the earth provides Captured when her heathen home was raided Turned in by the villagers she'd aided And when they took her To the oak tree where she'd hang She raised her bloodied head In crystal voice she sang, "Dīs Pater, Spirits of the dead, I fear not what awaits For just’s the life I’ve lead May your guilt Live deep within your blood May stress and cancers blossom As a flower buds!" Now we wonder where the worlds magic has gone We search the continents for some truth to hang on But I know we've lost much knowledge once possessed Burned, broken, hung, By Christ our Lord suppressed Burned, broken, hung Let Jesus' will be done
6.
SATAN, ORO TE, SATAN, PRO ARTE A TE SPERO SATAN, TER ORO TE, OPERA PRAESTRO SATAN, TER ORO TE, REPARTO OPES SATOR AREPO TENET OPERA ROTAS PATER SATAN, ORO TE NOSTER SATAN, ORO TE
7.
Ruckenfigur 05:29
Past forests of rotting men And the Hall of Fire From the seaside To these mountains high Life flows Colossal Pits, peaks Craggy eaves Of ancient age Or violent change Wind whips Black coattails cleaved Back turned In human rebellion Rückenfigur Frozen silhouette Rückenfigur Scars the aspect Rückenfigur Survey the lands Rückenfigur Wild and unplanned Wind whips Visage obscured Powerfully posed Inhuman rebellion The darkness of thought Allows little light Better to hold Fast to the void Immeasurable distance Dizzying depths Time's beautiful labors Unconquered Defiance There is poverty In personal perspectives False reality's Traps allude Willful ignorance Painful indifference Pedantic inquiries Studious scrutiny Neither beauty Nor power Need false ideals The darkness of thought Allows little light Better to hold Fast to the void Better to hold on Fast to the void Life flows Cyclical Cliffs, pits, Craggy eaves Of ancient age And violent change Rückenfigur Frozen silhouette Rückenfigur Scars the aspect Rückenfigur Boldly stands Rückenfigur Surveys the lands
8.
Polly Vaughn 05:56
Come all you young fellows That carry a gun I’ll have you come home By the light of the sun For Jimmy was hunting And hunting alone When he shot his true love In the room of a swan Polly went out in a shower of hail She crept to the bushes Herself to conceal With her apron pulled o'er her He took her for a swan He aimed, he fired, And killed his Polly Vaughn Then home rushed young Jimmy, His dog, and his gun Crying, "Uncle, dear Uncle, Oh, what have I done? Oh, cursed be the gunsmith That made my old gun For I shot my true love, In the room of a swan!" Then out rushed bold uncle His locks hanging grey Crying, "Jimmy dear Jimmy, Don't you run away, Don't leave the county Till your trials come on, For they never would hang you, For shooting a swan." The funeral of Polly, it was a brave sight Four and twenty young men All dressed in white They brought her to the graveyard Laid her in the grave All said, "Goodbye Polly!" And went weeping away. In six weeks time The trial was on And Polly appeared In the room of a swan Crying, "Judge, oh Jury, Let Jimmy go clear For he never should hang For shooting his dear! My apron was bound around me And he took me for a swan, And my poor heart lay a'bleeding All on the wet, green ground
9.
The darkening sky Long forgotten A final memory Of the light Surface of Neptune Forest of black These depths of the sea Soul shredding Serration of solitude In the jaws of Leviathan Rhythms thunder through eternal silence Ensnared in thorns Entombed in stone Ensnared Entombed From the jaws Of Leviathan The drums of Dark Gods The drums of Dark Gods Beneath waves of indignation Electric pulsing Currents buzz Imminent burning Paralysis On fire The dread The pulling The push Rhythms thunder through eternal silence Soul shredding Serration of solitude Terror unending Torture unrelenting The apocalypse Alone
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Horror-obsessed, underground cult ILSA weave together tales of depravity and devil worship on their Relapse debut Corpse Fortress. Recorded by Kevin Bernsten (Full of Hell, Code Orange, Magrudergrind, Integrity) in Baltimore, MD at Developing Nations, Corpse Fortress is nine tracks forged in filth with dense layers of emotionally draining sludge, murky, primordial doom and feedback-laden, crusty death metal. Corpse Fortress is easily the rawest, most abhorrent and nasty album in ILSA’s 10-year career and the perfect soundtrack for the initiated miscreants of this rapidly dying orb.

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released March 2, 2018

2018 Relapse Records
www.relapse.com
relapserecords.bandcamp.com

Joshy-Drums
Orion-Vocals
Brendan-Guitar
Sharad- Bass
Tim-Guitar

Lead guitar on Long Lost Friend by Lasse Pyykkö
Additional vocals on Old Maid by KC Oden

Recorded at Developing Nations, Baltimore MD by Kevin Bernsten
Mastered at Audiosiege by Brad Boatright

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Ilsa Washington D.C., D.C.

Formed in 2008, Washington, D.C.’s ILSA has wasted no time in spreading its unique brand of cloying, compelling and crusty death/doom throughout the underground and beyond. Ever since the release of its debut full-length 'The Maggots Are Hungry' (Odium Generis Humani), ILSA has produced nearly one effort every year. The band has shown just as much ambition on the live circuit as well. ... more

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