Wreath

by Spiked Crib

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Wreath, is a surreal portrayal of death in its most magnificent persona presented as a bouquet of unique sounds narrating your deepest darkest emotions.

This album contains 5 tracks with 2 bonus tracks.

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released October 22, 2016

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Spiked Crib Mumbai, India

Spiked Crib is a Symphonic Extreme Metal band hailing from Mumbai, India. Besides darkly inclined lyrics and an ambient undertone in the music, the band also generates a good response with hearty harmonics, blended into contemporary Black Metal styles.

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Track Name: The Lament of the Beast
The Lament of the Beast

In silver streams of moonlit splendor,
We heard him growl like mighty thunder.
As five ropes of steel are plucked and slapped
On destiny's ugly face.

Sweat, blood, tears and liquor,
Flowed in a battle of sanity,
The beast squirmed with fangs of hate,
Punctuating vain humanity.

With powerful jaws to bite the steel,
He made the lamb into his meal,
Rejoiced in metal and moaned in light;
With fatal hunger he devoured his veal.
When waves came crashing in on rocks of pain,
He sought no wealth, no water, no grain.
Humbled his strides, swallowing venom,
Of humility and truth in vain.

The wind beckons a storm and it rushes with certainty,
Engulfing victims who sail in canoes of apathy.
When the sun shines, on dark winter days,
We see the beast in his days.

Where are your powers of malignant virtues and sacrifice?
Where are those dry eyes that refused to droop and cry?
Where are those locks of evil mirth that danced to beats?
Where are you oh commander of our bleats?

Stumbling to my abode I tame those flames of anger and spite.
Against the oppressors of he who lays in that burial site.
We shall one day in green pastures unite,
And against the oppressors lay down and fight.

The wind beckons a storm and it rushes with certainty,
Engulfing victims who sail in canoes of apathy.
When the sun shines, on dark winter days,
We see the beast in his days.

The thud of earth on the soft white corpse echoed the peace,
As pearly drops of sorrow crawled along my crumpled cheek,
The cadaver of him who once commanded the multitude,
Was laid in the earth’s bosom; forever neglected and destitute.
Track Name: Smiling Suicide
Smiling Suicide

The breeze stops, like a jest it mocks her.

In silent tears she carved parallel death lines that soaked in the grief,
Blood replaces tears and swallows the anxiety of mortal belief,
With a clenched fist to make it swift she cherished the last of her times,
Awaiting a morbid holiday to eternity that would reflect her crimes.

Turning toward the open window she sees the dusk get darker and deep,
Under this sky she strayed along, in search of one, forever to keep.

An unclaimed offspring she was born in the fire of destinys kitchen,
Raised like a wild lily she kept the sad tales swallowed within,
The hand that picked her knew nothing in return,
She pledged the foster-mother whore, she'd forever help her burn.

A dark, bottomless pit greeted her fall,
A butchered baby in her womb resounded its call.
The cuts seem deep enough to let go of breath,
She lies down in agony but there's no sign of death.
He asks for more pain to announce his arrival,
Blood makes the carpet red and stretches unasked survival.

The moist paper lies beside her crumpled being and gloats,

Goodbye kind hands that fed a dried, parched throat,
In shimmers of heavenly gold I will plead for your reward,
The rest of your days will be bliss if there's a God.
Don't seek me among the dead for ill fly away to never ending skies.

Deep in my six feet dwelling I cannot hear your cries.
Bless those who tormented my starving flesh and put me to use,
I'll pray for their slow, peaceful death,
That will be my heavenly muse.

Another glimpse from yesterday sends shivers down her stiff spine,
Twitching with the venom of the past invoking shallow whines.
As equals she counted the masculine charms that assured asylum.
And took pride as they ground her in a sweet, sexual delirium.

The days led a ring slide up her finger on the altar of God,
When destiny played a last hoax with an assuring nod.
She's left naked, undressed by selfish minds, loosing garments of hope.
She moves the blade of redemption swiftly, to be stripped no more.

The breeze stops, like a jest it mocks her.
Track Name: Bloody Baby
Bloody Baby

She played in a tavern, said it was country,
She played a sweet song, helped keep her steady,
Caught an eye from the corner, of the stinkin’ men’s bar,
The eye she thought would someday take her afar...

Accepted a ride home, on that cold winters day,
Another glass of whisky, another game to play,
When you turn on the dim-lights, darkness begins to grow,
When the flesh begins to beckon, passions begin to flow!

They take another oath, to slay with decency,
The lights at the operation theater bear witness to what they see,
When the oath means no shit to them, they carry on their task,
And we have another bloody baby, beneath the surgeons mask.

Each limb is tugged and plucked away; she sounds her inaudible shriek,
Sorry little darling, mama’s life is at its peak,
You’re just another fetus, so tender and so soft,
But mama’s playing it cool this time,
DOCTOR RIP IT OFF!