Nouri Yetgin, DISTANT, Torn From Oblivion feat. Sugar Spine - Skin & Splinters (Official Visualizer)

DISTANT’s songwriter and guitarist Nouri Yetgin is ready to showcase his new solo project. On his debut single ’Skin & Splinters’, Yetgin joins forces with Torn From Oblivion and Sugar Spine to deliver ferociously aggressive compositions and the nastiest sounds in modern deathcore. ’Skin & Splinters’ will be available on all streaming services April 26th through Prime Collective. Stream link: Performed by Nouri Yetgin, Mees Stevens & Josh Muncke Written by Nouri Yetgin, Josh Muncke Produced by Nouri Yetgin, Roelof Klop Artwork by James Hutton Illustration Visualizer by Socials: Lyrics: Disfigured legions of righteous projectors Exhibiting a shameless way of life Exhaustive rites of passage have made you numb Yet now you still yearn to drive the nail Feasting maggots on a rotting carcass You writhe in viscera, glisten in your forfeiture I’m full of hate for your faith and the pain you make How do I protect them from all of this Marching death gaze You really believe the words; a call to Burn at the stake The screams are your hymns for agony Conned by a school of thought Pseudo nature bought Overwrought by the moral panic but you can’t grasp the notion that you’re led by a Image of heaven disgraced Kill for a cancerous faith Hunting for innocent women that you designate as heretic Show hell to me No, no Ignite what you don’t understand Marching death gaze You really believe the words; a call to Burn at the stake The screams are your hymns for agony Take your mother, take your fucking daughter and Tell them that their god’s hand is on your shoulder Apologise and sympathise as if it’s out of your hands and hope that they understand You’re a weak misogynist without a shred of independent ideology Absorb convenient rhetoric to control your moral destitution Bind their skin against the blackened wood Deaf ears to their shrieks of grief Searching for absent pain But too blind to vindicate Skin cells melted in vain Let the stench rise up to heaven’s gate A kingdom of cowards Cowards