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A Beautiful Fire Scorch Our Hands

by Choir

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1.
It Crawls 07:02
Is there any fire In your dreams? Ought to serve men Rejected all in We are rotting from inside Underneath this skin Laterally it crawls This body melding to an empty shell We curse your fetid offering Swallow you Curse your children and your children's children too For the poured fumes in me eaten me whole Inflicted organs beckons deliverance Bloodshot it blooms An exquisite charm hinders (it claws) Maturing to bear Of no lifeforms will be leaving behind For to born is sanctified (of rotten flesh) Backbone shattered In many pieces, ungodly, no worthy of no prey And thou who bear the curse Dare to carry it alone Am I a fertile soil? Cornucopia of saturn The she goat Unclothed, in penitence and now shivers alone
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Earthen Rot 05:52
No one knows what it means Notes from in between, a vile digestion Sweet is our flesh and our blood in decay (swallow us) Devouring us all, salt of the earth Quartered, squandered, shattered No one knows (never glows) Let us all disappear No one cares You don't know your passion Disarays its lasting (it's all ashes) Disobay, you vain And pay the price you agreed (it's all ashen) Preach, for this joke Will last one thousand years See, preach for your soul This empty lace Can you see as degrades the holy ghoul? What can you see without your eyes? Slowly and down we go Strain of pestilence in this unending labyrinth Charcoal stained emptiness Uneventful prissiness We shall wait as we rot Braised in glitter
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And she recalled the healing fire As the procession circles and swells Crude boots settle soft land Chants of victory Cruel, pitiful Chants of glory Faded, deplorable And on his waist swaying Patches of naked flesh An obelisk creeping satisfaction Rotten persimon The fruit is ripe That land is soiled An irrigation of blood His neck is parted Swiping from inside A coffin beneath the ground Fierce, beautifil She comes in colors Faded

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Heathen, beware.

Reckon that bigots and chavinists will only listen when one of its kind speaks.

The Choir ressigns and repurposes extreme metal's violent, fascist and chavinist meaning to the opposite of it. Throughout the three songs in A Beautiful Fire Scorch Our Hands growls of disgust tell stories of abuse, fascism and maternity choice rights.

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From Singapore, The Choir is a full DIY effort challenging metal genres, bending styles and crushing sound waves with deep textures and haunting athmosphere.

As fantasy and the supernatural shield us from the dark night, A Beautiful Fire Scorch Our Hands tells tales of the real, human horror.

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released June 5, 2020

Songwriting, Recording, Mixing, Mastering and Graphic Design by The Choir

Painting by Odilon Redon-Verzameld (Courtesy of Rijksmuseum)

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