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Cauldron Black Ram - Slaver
Band
Album

Slaver

(2020)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresBlack Metal, Death Metal
Labels20 Buck Spin
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Votes :  0
9. The Pit (4:00)
Mongrels of a calling
Haunting scape
Congregate by swamp hued pyre
By no mistake

The circus placates
Most violent ingress
Congress a mordant pursuit
Commoners and brutes
...alike...

Slave fat fuels the flambeaux
Lick the vile air
Gladiators wear
Fur and night
With pride
With pride

Expats bore scented gifts
Rewarded with welts
Hailed with spit
Manacled and dressed
In hide

Paralysis of a snake
Oiled into the clasp
Whipping tails of cuff chains
Death, thirsting crowd
Rasps

Desperate, yet almighty blows
Rending limbs and dimming hopes
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Cauldron Black Ram - Slaver
Slaver - Album Credits
Members
  • Gruesome : Vocals, Bass
  • Alim (Damon Good) : Guitars, Vocals
  • Esh (Denny Blake) : Drums, Vocals
Other staff
  • Andy Kite : Recording Engineer
  • Alim (Damon Good) : Mastering Engineer
  • Misanthropic-Art : Cover Artwork
  • Konstantyn Kopacz : Artwork
  • Dan Capp : Layout
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