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Maggot's Soliloquy Through The Wormhole

from We Came To Shed by Molting

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We Are All Just Maggots In A Play...

Miasical Waste, Boarding House Of A Squirmy Cadaver Dweller
Fattening With Every Gulp Of Necrotic Grog
A Gluttonous Pre-Adolescent Fly
He Selfishly Hoards And Devours Slowly Decomposing Flesh
His Hosts Stomach Serves For Shelter And Life Sustenance
Nasty Little Necrovore, Wiggling In And Out Of Boils And Pus Filled Sores
His Meal Is Congealed, A Pile Of Stinking Rot
This Is The Life He Knows, Nestled Inside A Putrid Carcass
Devouring, Feeding, Excreting Waste Of Future Human Compost
Comfortable In His Land Of Lavishing Food Source
He Is The Lonely Larva Who Has Yet To Turn Into A Fly
These Halls Of Drilled Flesh Have Set The Stage For His Play
The Play Of A Single Maggot In A World Of Dying Life
For He Speaks Of Words Within Himself Aloud Out Into The Darkness

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from We Came To Shed, released November 12, 2011

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Molting Los Angeles, California

Moe started Molting in 2011. Due to drawn inspiration from morbid subjects as well as being a Goregrind vocalist it has been a long running theme that would be prevalent in Molting. Although inspired by Goregrind, that didn't translate into Gorenoise but rather a somewhat abstract adaptation... combining traditional noise, pathological track titles, pitchshifted vocalisations & grotesque imagery. ... more

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