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Doomsayer

by Uncle Wormwood

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Swamp drunkard Most finest death country brew! Favorite track: Man-made Hell.
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Imagine Wagons Absolutely masterful blues, spliced with a thick, low touch of Doom and thoroughly macabre lyrics - it's like two generations coming together, in the most beautiful of ways.

Buy it. No matter if you love blues and swamp-rock, are a sucker for doom-metal or have a love for punk; You will find something to love here!

Also f**Ing hell, that voice! Gives me the goosepimples in all the right ways! Favorite track: Rattlin'.
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1.
Day by Day 04:57
Sun rise, sun set Woke up this morning when I thought I was dead Day in, day out For some reason I'm still around Growing horns, growing fangs When did I ever get this fucking callous I'm just getting older But non the wiser
2.
Hate & Fear 03:18
What gets you up in the morning What keeps you awake late at night What makes your blood flow What fuels your endless lust? Hate & fear What makes the world go around What makes the sun rise What keeps the gears in motion What keeps the fires alight? Hate & fear How do you sleep at night How can you shut off your mind How do you turn a blind eye At the burning world all around you? Hate & Fear
3.
Bury Me 04:10
When I die bury me Under a tall pine tree In a shallow grave In the cold soft soil When I die bury me In the bottom of the sea Underneath the waves In the briny deep When I die bury me On the lone prairie Where the wind blows free Where there ain't a soul to care for me And don't you mourn for me Don't you shed to tears For the world keeps on turning Even after I'm gone
4.
Skeleton 05:45
I woke up one morning feeling bones scratch my flesh The skeleton inside me wants me dead I do not sleep, nor do I eat, I'm too afraid of what lurks beneath The skeleton inside me wants me dead I'm but a suit of skin worn by a creature of another kin The skeleton inside me wants me dead
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Rattlin' 04:11
Once in our day I'll be gone I'll be dead in the ground But speak my name out loud and I will be rattling my bones I swear I'll be back once more The night's long and it's cold and it's dark outside Hold me, I'll hold you Until the sun is up I swear I'll be back once more Let it rain, let it pour let us drown in the streets come hell, come high water let the tides roll in I swear I'll be back once more Throw the bones, roll the dice put a curse on me I'll suffer, I'll pay But I'm much stronger than that I swear I'll be back once more I'll be rattlin' my bones
7.
A punctured lung don't breath It just wheezes and bleeds But the little black heart still beats Tied tongue don't speak Can't utter no lies Done sealed your demise But the little black heart still beats Bloodied hands don't grip Can't wield an ax How you gonna chop? But the little black heart still beats Soiled souls don't sing Can't join the choir In hell we'll scream But the little black heart still beats Can't stop the beat Ain't no redemption for the sinner No one to pardon us Heaven don't forgive and hell don't forget But the little black heart still beats
8.
Paint me silver, paint me gold Paint me the color of florescent light Replace the stars with dim light bulbs Cut apart the night with your neon sun Step inside this man-made hell Sell us salvation packed in a tin Sell us a savior wrapped in a golden cloth Shackle us to the aether, wrap us up in wires We'll fuel our apathy now through the socket in the wall Step inside this man-made hell Wrap us in radiation, in the electric hum I can feel my flesh burning from inside out Poison the waters, radiate the air Treat the things you've lost like they were never there Step inside this man-made hell Now hear the pistons firing, pumping out our blood Our hearts a beating to the rhythm of our machines Plug me in now, then shut me down Let my soul flow in the electric wires Step inside this man-made hell Step inside Step inside Step inside our handmade hell Come right in Come right in Come right in, we are all already here
9.
Plasticasket 02:56
Let me ask you a question deep from my heart Curiosity is eating me, tearing me apart Tell me what is sickness when you've never been fine What is sunlight when you live in the shade Oh I can hear the call of nature and wild Fluorescent lights don't go well with my scars I'm howling with the mutes for a plastic savior Blinded by the glow of neon lights Cancer ridden walking corpses failed to find a way to an earlier grave A plastic casket is what I need To preserve my greed and gluttony Instead of taking why don't you try giving hoarding disorder the modern plague Find it in your soul you didn't deserve a thing this world doesn't owe you, it's you who's in dept A part of the circle, a link in the chain Out of this world buried into the ground
10.
Doomsayer 03:41
Ain't no nice way to say this So might as well speak softly No question about it No way around it We're all doomed The enemy's among us Hiding in our ranks From amidst our comfort a new threat now arises We're all doomed As we make up our minds We seem to close our eyes Put up our walls Lock the world outside We're all doomed We'll have lies for sustenance For they're easier to swallow All the while the bitter truth is drowning in the flood We're all doomed
11.
Transistor 02:13

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11 little ditties about death, doom & destruction for a cigarbox guitar.

Stories about mortality, hatred, sin & world conflagration, by everyone's favorite raspy howler, doomsayer, junk rattler and guitar beater; Uncle Wormwood.

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released August 30, 2019

Vox & instruments by Uncle Wormwood
Recorded live at Spooky Tunes Semi-Mobile Mobile Studios
Cover art by Niquil

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