Moros / Black Urn Split

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Album download includes Moros' side of split, to stream their side head to moros-666.bandcamp.com/album/moros-black-urn-split-2

"Operating on two sides of the apocalyptic, stylistic coin are Black Urn and Moros, two Philadelphia-based sludge/doom metal bands who are here to remind you that maybe nothing will actually ever be okay. Pitting Black Urn’s mournful, albeit stylistically grounded sound (re: the occasional Sabbath-inspired riff) against Moros’s own blown-out Grief, we, the listeners, find ourselves crushed under the collective weight of these four tracks." - Invisible Oranges

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released February 27, 2017

Written by Black Urn
Guest violin by Rachael Bodek
Recorded/Mixed Summer 2016 by Austin Haines at Black Beacon Sound. Mastered by Alex Poole
Artwork by Sara Sotaa

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Black Urn Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

5-piece doom/sludge band based in Philly.

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Track Name: The Spirituality of Elephant Bones
Adherence to a feral will
submission to the law
of dancing stars
Oriental esoterica
within the sorcerer’s chest
voice in the dark
flee the amber

hunt for grail
thirst for its waters
die for
its secrets

Born of Cain’s yolk
To challenge all
Means of escape

No atonement
My plight evades the light
A kidney stone digging
through god’s flaccid urethra
circle of widows
in the trance
of vigil.
The drone of their weeping
I’m thrashing while sleeping
I’ll never know peace
A life of running dry

Clawed feet
march through
The South.