Snake Father - Missing Persons (Official Music Video)
SNAKE FATHER
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The second single off the upcoming EP titled "The Concepts of Torture"
Single: “Missing Persons” (Endless Corridor)
Released: February 11th, 2022
Genre: Metal Deathcore
Location: Austin, Texas
Credits:
Recorded/ Mixed/Mastered by
Cris Marshall at Tonal Recording Studios
Written by: John Slofkoski
Directed by: John Slofkoski & The Sleepless Filmaker
Filmed/edited by: Jonathan Cruz of The Sleepless Filmaker
The Sleepless Filmaker:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thesleeplessfilmmaker/
Acting by:
Fernando Villegas
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/fernandovillegas.photos/
LINKS:
Instagram: https://instagram.com/snakefathertx?
Facebook: https://m.facebook.com/SnakeFather666/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6FZ2uzntEihvFpuxVv7i8r?nd=1
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/snake-father/1351617827
Lyrics:
For every locked door,
There’s a million more.
I’m stuck inside an endless corridor.
The voice in my head is not my own.
An expanding distance
Trapped in someone else’s labyrinth
I am being followed
No self control
Only Contempt for anyone who
Attempts to save me from myself.
Lost within my mind,
I am no longer myself.
Lay low, below
the sea of dead bodies.
Hiding underneath a curtain of flesh.
Shadow people can never find me.
But,
What lies ahead,
Is far more horrific than I could’ve imagined.
My movements mimicked
I thought I saw myself.
My image, distorted
Disgusting and contorted.
Disfigured, my frame.
My Sullen eyes.
I cannot wait to taste.
Feeding and feeding.
I am greedy.
Foul being, it looks like me.
Only it’s wrong,
Wearing its insides out.
Shapeless dreams,
Taking over me.
Only lashing out
And Wailing,
For a swift death
An end to its misery
How the fuck did I get here?
I am stuck In this corridor.
If I take,
This opportunity To close my eyes,
Who’s to say,
I’m not already asleep?
And If I wake,
I’m not sure what I’ll believe.
My only escape is to delve further into
Entrancement.
Spewing bible verses in an empty room.
Perhaps it is me who I am praying to.
Psalms of the divergent.
Happily forsaken,
Oh joyous heretic.
Free from this life,
But a slave to death.
Staring at the fading glint in my eyes.
Mirror of desolation
MISSING PERSONS
Missing persons
Mirror of desolation
Forever imprisoned
Concepts of torture.