Taken from the 2013 LP 'Sonderkommando' (2021 CD Re-Issue) Available from: www.themeadsofasphodel.co.uk https://candlelightrecordsuk.bandcamp.com/album/sonderkommando Video edited 2021 by J.D. Tait Lyrics written by Metatron Music written by J.D. Tait Line up for this release: Metatron - Vocals J.D. Tait - Guitars, Vocals & Keys Andre Thung - Drums With Guest Musicians: Alan Davey - Bass Christina Poupoutsi - Vocals Will Banyard - Vocals Copyright The Meads of Asphodel / Candlelight Records Lyrics: The tongues of a thousand tiny blue-red flames Coughing our souls to heaven In the heat the dead stir one last time A foul, filthy death is mine You don’t have to die to walk in hell For here is hell You don’t have to die to walk in hell And hell is now You don’t have to die to walk in hell No time to grieve, no time to weep You don’t have to die to walk in hell Just time to die, just time to die You don’t have to die to walk in hell Drag the dead, abomination, Rake the ash, my remains Pull the teeth, a golden calf, Cut the hair, humiliation Frail and wasted human forms, Wishing you were never born Welcome to the roaring gales of gloom Burn the flesh, cremation, Find the gold, stolen lives Chains of clay, shrines of sod, we are dead, where was god? Skin is cold, godless, young and old, forgotten No more tears, suffering, wasted years, entombed Frail and wasted human forms, wishing you were never born Welcome to the roaring gales of gloom Ten strokes of filth from the slaughterhouse whip Death bound we fall in pits of shit Sacrifice, walking dead, infanticide, abandoned Open greave, waste away, human plague, abomination The smoke rises up into the clouds, Looming above the funeral shrouds Veiled from the icy moonless night, Are glowing embers of flesh so bright The stars bedimmed in darkly woe, Enshrining all in hell below

Taken from the LP 'Running Out of Time Doing Nothing' available from: https://themeadsofasphodel.bandcamp.com/ https://www.themeadsofasphodel.co.uk/ Lyrics written by Metatron Music written by J.D. Tait Line up for this LP: Metatron - Vocals J.D. Tait - Guitars, Keys, Bass & Vocals Andre Thung - Drums With the following guests on this track: Will Banyard - Vocals Alan Davey - Bass Lyrics: Throne of frost in limbo's den I’m never going there again Floundering in fire & sulphur Dark disgust, a voiceless hush Eyeballs seared with horror A day more darker than tomorrow I’m running out of time doing nothing I’m running out of time doing nothing I’m falling up on flakes of snow To melt in flames deep down below I’m running out of time doing nothing Wreath me in a beggars crown A fiery lake where angels drown A king no better than nothing The teeth of time have gnawed away My memories of yesterday Now I’m resting in the beauty of the grave I’m running out of time doing nothing I’m running out of time doing nothing I’m falling up on flakes of snow To melt in flames deep down below I’m running out of time doing nothing A dismal ditch of ashen shrouds Where fields of war remain unploughed This is the place of churchyard dust A dark decay of croaking mist Where blotted shades must coexist Amongst the murderous eyes of sorrow I’m running out of time doing nothing I’m running out of time doing nothing I’m falling up on flakes of snow To melt in flames deep down below I’m running out of time doing nothing That’s Right