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The Barrens

by Crypticus

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In the maze of dust & lust we're questing in the witch's name Where the breathing hallways call our names On sabbath days the bells ring warnings of the coming age of filth & plague These secret scrolls confirm those claims Lead Trade-offs: "Pulp Horror Heroes" by Lascelle/Bruss/Lascelle/Bruss She said: "When nightfall comes the passage to the dungeon will align, When the clocktower chimes the 13th time." Lost men will travel far & crawl through dungeons blind Burned through the painting's eyes betrayal clouds her mind
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Lead: "The Eyes of Barbara Steele" by Bruss Cobwebbed moon lights the hall, black cat-shaped shadows crawl Cathode ray eyes enthralled, she haunts us each & all Cruel laughter she intones, pale as your sun-bleached bones Through the glass into your home, creeping to the sounds of Morricone Many lost live in her fog & she taunts them each along 'Til the night I came to call & trapped her with this song Before her haunted grave where legends now decay I'll pass my earthly days forever there, her slave She calls to me with fever dreams Her eyes delight in deaths that dance across the screens She loves the gore, she craves the grave, more blood & guts to fill our plates More! More! End it all in flames... Melody: "Movie Macabre" by Bruss
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Back from the Plateau Of Leng To extinguish once again the laughter of the sane Breeding, morbid monsters procreate No overtures of faith will forestall what awaits They've heard your remarks mocking those who fear the dark But though you fein disdain, your tone betrays a question mark Strange & frightful forms seek to be known Dark things beyond the ken of men Trust me, we're not alone! As I write these words I feel their presence more & more, I sense their shadows gather at my door Death means naught to those who sought & paid the price to learn And gained unholy knowledge in return Lead: "The Unreliable Narrator" by Bruss Haunted, I pray to see the dawn Encroaching madness seems foregone This tale I tried to tell will now be my farewell I leave you nothing but this song Two coins to pay Charon...
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Melody I: "The Plan" by Bruss What I am proposing sounds insane, I must confess We will raid the secret vaults of mad Mortificus His name means death to those who've sought to cross his path Their cries died in their throats, their bones now soak in acid vats "I have a gipsy's map that claims to show his tomb All his cruel secrets shall be ours to exhume..." Down & down we dug the ground until we heard a hollow sound Melody II: "Escape" by Bruss An entrance to his secret vaults Strange patterns drawn in lines of salt My partner turns to me, removes his human mask: "Abracadaver! The main attraction's here at last!"
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You are invited to return here after dark As a new member of our cult you'll play a crucial part Be sure we value your attendance at this rite But do not venture to reveal what frightful things you'll see tonight Lead: "Silentium" by Bruss Now, on with the masquerade, Don now your masks & robes, make sharp your sacred blades A victim has been found to serve our ghastly needs The pain we must inflict, on which The Master feeds Fear sustains that beastly life That thing we brought to life by means of sacrifice The alchemy of blood & steel To vivisect & slice & peel Surgery surreal Lead: "The List of 7" by Bruss Perhaps you did not comprehend my secret motives to extend your invitation here, my friend I feel that I may have neglected to reveal you've been selected as the next to be dissected!
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Necronom IX 03:26
The winds of death have blown the ashes from my urn Nary a glance cast back, my rotted tomb of flesh was burned Unfolding corridors towards twisting fractal zones Emerging from their depths, Insectoid Masters chant their eerie tones Looking back into your world Through ectoplasmic gaze I see naught but a masquerade In which you're pawns & cogs & slaves We hate the living, You disgust us with your fears Deny & lie, oh, how you try, Come time to die you'll find me waiting here... Lead: "Ancestral Choirs In the Night" by Bruss
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Melody: "The Dark Hills" by Bruss The wounded fall, dead vines choke & crawl the Morrigan is being raped Warlocks surround her castle, bright their spellcraft burns their silent dead march in decay We heard the their bolts come raining down Their sigils burning in the night Black rain & darkness ate the day Once dead in the swamp we sink We seek forgiveness from the slime Frozen screams become a part of the soil Broken empires scream Misanthropy Mine Lead: "Nero's Fiddle" by Bruss
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Noble Rot 02:27
Lead: "Slithering Gods" by Bruss Beneath the black hills I have found an ancient throne Built on a sediment of monstrous & acursed bones Time-eaten trenches, the Rotting Masters' secret keep Death rattles in those halls tonight, the spectral chamber has been breached Elder Things in formless sleep dreamt up our history Dark Overlords failed in their plan to keep us trapped in mystery Vast secret cellars, titan tombs that time forgot I drank the wine of Other Gods, I tasted noble rot
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Here in the Grand Guignol we lounge amongst decay An orchestra of ghosts exhale their serenades Of Byronic darkness, O Such horrors to appraise! The balcony's reserved for guest from the grave Mark of the Plague Escape the Devil's Maze Grand Guignol Cabaret Avoid the Master's gaze Black bones grasp the stake Her ash will black the stage Grand Guignol Cabaret Lead: "A Boutonnière of Viscera" by Bruss Lead: "No Refunds" by Lascelle Dead puppets rotting on a stage Their spectral vapours howl & play The audience left in disgust A curtain call for CRYPTICUS A Grand Guignol Cabaret! You're all invited to attend The Grand Guignol Cabaret
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"There were vast ungodly tombs where slimy monsters dreamed, There were clouds like blood-drenched plumes where unborn demons screamed. There were ages dead to Time, and lands lost out of Space; There were adders in the slime, and a dim unholy Face. "Oh, the heart in my breast turned stone, and the brain froze in my skull- But I won through, I alone, and I poured my chalice full Of horrors and dooms and spells, black buds and bitter roots- From the hells beneath the hells, I bring you my deathly fruits." - R.E.Howard

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"I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve heard this album & that’s the charm – more than the music, it’s the band’s ability to emanate a chilling & imaginative horror or mysterious perspective is where it excels. Crypticus is Death Metal & everything that enticed us into it in the first place – atmosphere, intrigue, gruesome sounds & of course, great music."
-TRANSCENDING OBSCURITY

"This will be the best album of the year."
-Stevo, IMPETIGO

Gentlemen adventurers Patrick Bruss & Brynjar Helgetun embarked on an investigative journey into the fetid, abandoned remains of the Crypts of Lieberkuhn where they claim they channeled & recorded a Pulp Horror Metal album using "...strange & cursed equipment that was alive."
Three years later they emerged with these cylinders.
Occult investigator Luther Heggs has discredited their claims, but the strange nature of the recordings, the monster voices, melodies, & echoed curses contained therein remain largely unexplained.
Here for the first time all materials have been made available to the curious public.

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released December 1, 2013

CRYPTICUS is:
Patrick Bruss - guitar/bass/vox/synth
Brynjar Helgetun - drums

Composed, mixed, & mastered by Patrick Bruss at The Filth Chamber, Denver, CO: crypticult@gmail.com
Guest solos on "Rogues In the Haunt of Horrors" & "Grand Guignol Cabaret" by Justin Lascelle of AXESLASHER.
Art by Derek Waugh: waughtron666@yahoo.com
Portraits by Bruss.

All lyrics by Bruss except "Song of a Mad Minstrel" which quotes from the poem by Robert E. Howard.

CRYPTICUS uses: Cockos, Converse, Diamondback, ESP, Greenwerks, Line6, New Belgium, Paiste, Pearl, Punk Stuff, Shure, Sonor, Tortex, TRVE, & Voxengo.

No pitch-shifting vocal effects were used in this performance.

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Crypticus Denver, Colorado

Patrick Bruss aka. CRYPTICUS. Weird tales of epic Death Metal under the influence of Pulp literature, the occult, & horror soundtracks.

Patrick Bruss: Guitar/Bass/Synth/Growls/Mix

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