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F29

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I Have Been Fan Of Derek's Many Projects For Years Since Discovering Godless Angel

I Love What Derek Does With All His Projects In Generally. In My Opinion He Might Be One Of the Best Undiscovered In Kansas. Yeah Otherwise Tell Me Who Then?

This New f29 CD Is

Fab-Fuckin-tastic 🤘

If I Had a Label I Would Have All Derek's Work Out On LP

Kindly Lars 🇩🇰 Denmark

5 Beers 🍻🍻🍻🍻🍻

Out Of 5 Beers 🍻🍻🍻🍻🍻

Favorite track: The End of Everything.
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1.
Toxic 04:53
Toxic Words like tentacles Malformed and twisted Polluting and infecting Spreading the disease Slithering deceit Regurgitating lies Nothing is sacred Spreading the disease So shallow So shallow You’re so toxic to everyone around you You poison everything You poison everything Deformed marionette All pointing fingers Corrupted and foul Spreading the disease Vulgar in privilege Grotesquely self-absorbed Infecting the bloodline Spreading the disease So shallow So shallow You’re so toxic to everyone around you You poison everything You poison everything You poison everything
2.
The End of Everything Watching the world Two eyes between the blinds Swallowed by darkness As the sunlight fades Talking to the walls But nobody answers The minutes crawl by Mocking my sadness Drained by the crushing loneliness And scared to close my eyes It feels like it will never end It feels like the end of everything If feels like it will never end It feels like the end of everything Wasting away But sickened by hunger Struggling to remember Who I’m supposed to be Talking to shadows That speak without voices Fearing my madness Loving my madness Drained by the crushing loneliness And scared to close my eyes It feels like it will never end It feels like the end of everything If feels like it will never end It feels like the end of everything
3.
Ghosting the Apocalypse Righteous indignation On the brink of our demise Protesting the preservation of a species doomed to fail Ghosting the apocalypse As cities become graveyards It is what it is what it is, is the end of the reign of the parasites Choking On your last breath Murdered by the great hoax Hashtag, sad face Nothing No-one's Safe Resistance is futile Come and join the Cult of the Damned Live streaming the end of the world, upvote and share the disease The End of Days has gone viral Fingers pointed in rigor mortis It is what it is what it is, is the end of the reign of the parasites Choking On your last breath Murdered by the great hoax Hashtag, ashes to ashes All fall down Nothing No-one’s Safe It’s far too late The harbingers have failed Kneel down and kiss the hand of the Reaper
4.
The Abyss 06:02
The Abyss Like a never ending storm The drops against the glass Turn to noise like needles On my sunburnt head I cover my ears but The maggots crawl under my skin Into my brain Am I standing at the edge of the abyss Or did somebody push me in I've forgotten How it feels to not be afraid I've forgotten How to find my way back from this This endless cycle of suffering The gnashing teeth Ripping at the flesh Stumbling alongside the walking dead No-one can see me screaming Blistered fingers clawing at me Slowly dragging me down Into darkness, into despair Crawling blindly Paralyzed and paranoid The dying light casts a broken shadow of my soul There’s no room in my head For my own thoughts that drown In the pollution I’m up to my neck In a cesspool of anger Hatred and fear I can’t breathe Am I standing at the edge of the abyss Or did somebody pull me in I’ve forgotten How to wake up from this nightmare I’ve forgotten How it feels to be alive This endless parade of sickness Everyone is diseased Trampled beneath the walking dead No-one can see me screaming Blistered fingers clawing at me Slowly dragging me down Into darkness, into despair Crawling blindly Paralyzed and paranoid The dying light casts a broken shadow of my soul
5.
Born and Raised, Dead and Buried This sickness eating away at me Twisting my bones Rotting my brain This slow deterioration Of my fragile grip On mortality My ghost is standing in the doorway Looking at what's left of me Drowning In dust Fading Like a memory Am I dying Or am I already dead Am I six feet under Or decaying under the cruel Kansas sun Lost in the sleep of the breathless Gasping for air Grasping at demons The curse of every sunrise Dragging my corpse Against the chains My ghost is standing in the doorway Looking at what's left of me Drowning In dust Fading Like a memory Am I dying Or am I already dead Am I six feet under Or decaying under the cruel Kansas sun
6.
Winter is Coming Peeling the burnt skin away Pretending the Reaper isn't casting a smothering shadow Digging your grave with your teeth Eating the dirt of the thousands that died here before you As summer’s evil wanes A new darkness falls Winter is coming Abandon all hope Winter is coming The old man has cursed us with his dying breath The twisted smiles of the rotting Leaving a rancid trail of denial and deceit A deciduous mass grave The cold wind howls through your diseased paradise As summer’s evil wanes A new darkness falls Winter is coming Abandon all hope Winter is coming The old man has cursed us with his dying breath
7.
My Downward Spiral Slowly I’m descending down  Into darkness This stranglehold on my sanity Is relentless The more I struggle The deeper into the abyss I fall  It’s just me and my demons, in isolation Inside my head, looking over my shoulder At the shadow of my former self Drowning beneath the decay This emptiness deep inside me Like staring into an endless void Catatonic and mesmerized by The beauty of my downward spiral Collapsing Beneath the deluge Clawing at the cold black with hands of glass Lurking in the dismal fog Behind my eyes Lying dormant in breathless sleep Awakened And ravenous It feeds on the worst of me A painted smile on this hollow shell A withering shadow, as time erodes Desperate days blur into Dreams of death’s embrace This emptiness deep inside me Like staring into an endless void Catatonic and mesmerized by The beauty of my downward spiral Collapsing Beneath the deluge Clawing at the cold black with hands of glass This crooked smile And rotting limbs Swaying in the cold winds of an endless storm
8.
Cast My Ashes I can’t stop dying again and again My last breath stolen from me Shrouded in darkness as I wander Lost among the lost The crush of faceless bodies swarming over me This straightjacket That keeps the world out Pushes it away Has broken me The tension binding and suffocating Release me Cast my ashes to the wind I can’t stop clawing at the casket Splintering these useless fingers Buried under mouthfuls of dirt The rusted bell Tells no lie, I died a thousand deaths ago This straightjacket That keeps the world out Pushes it away Has broken me The tension binding and suffocating Release me Cast my ashes to the wind

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released November 12, 2020

Bass, guitar, vocals, and drums by Derek Neibarger.
Music and lyrics by Derek Neibarger.
Recorded and mixed at Sinister Sounds in Lawrence, Kansas.
Artwork created with Dream Studio, concept and layout by Derek Neibarger.
Atomic Zombie Records, 2020.

Thank You:
Tweety, for your endless love and support. You're my everything, forever.

In loving memory of my parents, June and Jere.

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