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Self Loather

by Ghost Bath

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Piper Haqim
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Piper Haqim This album shows the band picking up their pace and really working on sharpening their style. A very welcome addition to their discography! Favorite track: Shrines of Bone.
Cuttahotha
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Cuttahotha Already blown away. Favorite track: Hide from the Sun (feat. CJ McMahon of Thy Art Is Murder).
Bradley Shockey
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Bradley Shockey This is the fastest I've ever pre-ordered an album. Been waiting eagerly for Ghost Bath's next record, but I couldn't have imagined there'd be tracks with Graf and CJ McMahon. What an absolute treat.

One of my favorite bands of all time. Ghost Bath are masters of emoting despair and elation in the same moment. Trully Brilliant!

David Marteney
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David Marteney So psyched for this album. Can't wait!
Rich Kinman
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Rich Kinman I saw this band in Decibel magazine and checked out their music. I like'em. Decibel didn't give'em a good review, but I dig'em.
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1.
Bring me your ashes, gather your tears I feast on the remnants of your worries and fears Present me your love, display your affection Detest my hopelessness, ignore my deflection Inflict with your hatred, it's just what I need Force me to care, convince me to bleed Expose me with passion, reveal your heart (Watch me as I tear my own body apart) Suffocate until I no longer breath Together we can be free Life, Why have you forsaken me? Force me to exist, to be A deceiver, an enemy Present me your love, display your affection Detest my hopelessness, ignore my deflection Inflict with your hatred
2.
If I hung for a while maybe you'd understand You could watch my dead eyes, hold my cold lifeless hands If I let myself bleed, just to see how it feels Hide scars like memories, keep them concealed I am hate concentrated Regret as a vapor Pure sorrow and loneliness Liferuiner, trust-taker Worthless Ignore it Blaspheming child, careless adult Irredeemable beggar, but it's all my fault Is there anything worth it Beyond the hopeless act To bring life to this world To gore a naked wound If I hung for a while maybe you'd understand You could watch my dead eyes, hold my cold lifeless hands If I let myself bleed, just to see how it feels Hide scars like memories, keep them concealed
3.
Shrines, of bone Elegant creations speak Ground, to powder Pale light sings in tune They march Temple, of guilt Reactions, suffocate my will They swoon
4.
Am I dead yet? Feign silk and plastic Am I calescent? Drain blood and marrow Annihilation is not the conclusion Releasing falsehoods like helium kites A festival of celebrated destruction Death at my own hand Shimmering mirage of fascination A purple lake, too superficial to wade across the shore Save me Wishing with coins tossed in a fountain of black Water dripping in rhythm to the tune of desire Swaying boughs of a deciduous forest Unconstrained and illusory labyrinth Suicide, is a delusion Yearn to sleep swathed in its affection Am I dead yet? Feign silk and plastic Am I calescent? Drain blood and marrow
5.
Faceless, appendages, haunting Formless, vestigial organs Shadows Bathing in iron, sinking Carapace, fractured, billowing Darkness Tracing the lines of woven follicles Forged in irregular casts Daylight, followed revulsion Faceless, appendages, haunting Formless, vestigial organs Shadows Waiting for the day I finally come through Patronage isn’t enough Sacrifice to nightmare gods Forever
6.
At least I tried I offer every morsel of myself for you to consume And once my flesh is no longer I give you bits of my soul on a plate for eating I watch as you sprinkle them on your tongue for a taste, and vomit them onto the pavement They blow away, scattered by a sickly warm breeze And when everything that I once was, disappears into a haze of dust and fingernail clippings, picked scabs and cracked lips At least I tried You wonder why I am gone A shadow of transcendence A silhouette of what could have been A forgotten puddle after… After a funeral rain A lover of the moon, mourner of the stars, loather of self And from my ashes, hatred blooms with silvery petals and wilted leaves Beautiful and tragic
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Casting nets of damaged hair in a sea of bone Devours with the coming tide, a foaming mouth shrouded inside To pray invisible tears To kneel in worship of its mesmerizing beauty Fleeting clouds Overzealous tranquility Casting nets of damaged hair in a sea of bone Devours with the coming tide, a foaming mouth shrouded inside Death, falling star To pray invisible tears To kneel in worship of its mesmerizing beauty
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Unbearable 04:14
Cancerous, unyielding hidden mass Bleeding, open wound of the innocent Of cowardice Breathe life For I am weak Searching eyes locked with an iron clasp Sealed forever You and I, fainthearted souls vanishing Angular ghost Skeletal, gaunt Slender, skin-and-bone
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Memorial obelisk Flickering wicks of black Pain sleeps through the evening Resting on silhouette clouds Take my hand Cold and unmoving now Slick tendrils of fragrant attraction Set free by its spell Lacerating the holy bandages Furthering the torrid air Plague of nothing All-consuming hatred of man Freedom, delicious and pure On the wings of a dancing flame A candle A candle lit for death

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released October 29, 2021

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