EP details


Happy February from camp Sumptus Ignis. We’ve locked down the final mixes and can now announce that our first release is entitled Seasons of Attrition, for release in early March. We’re calling it an EP since it has four songs, even though it’s technically longer than Reign In Blood.

Voices of the Dead (8:22)
As Is (5:17)
Beyond the Blighted Shore (7:43)
December’s End (7:52)

Special thanks to Richard at Demiurgic Designs for the sick album art and spiffy new logo redesign. Watch this spot for a cover reveal in the next two weeks.

Voices of the Dead

Whispers from the long-departed
Songs of stillness carved in silence
Sorrowed secrets, words of anger
Locked in time like wasps in amber

Clutching hands – Fever shakes
The concrete bed so cold
Rags over bone
Staring bloodshot
Insomniac dreams intrude
Staining the landscape
Obscenity unseen

Desperation lingering
A broken thing discarded

Ragged nails – Plow the scars
The hunger digs below
Deep in the soul
Boiling empty
Chew the dregs
Digest the filth of decisions past

Every waking moment – Voices of the dead
Phantom vicious babble – Drains his sanity
Constant mental battle – Hear them screaming
Nightmares never buried – The traumas trail his life

Eyes closed – Still the visions remain
The past tears through the comforting lies
Cracked skull – the walls are crumbling down
Burdened by atrocity

Blistered grin – A vulture’s laugh
like rusted links of chain
Dropped to the earth
Broken shackles – the guilt undone
Forgiveness comes with a gift of silence

December’s End

Ash and alabaster
Buried Century
No headstones to describe
The silence beneath
Wastes bled white
Unbroken miles shriek
Grim winds standing guard
For what fools would unleash

Dread swords in slumber
Forged from hate and aggression
Armaments of cold disdain

Woe awaits
Devastation
Deferred but unrelenting

Though we stand at December’s end
The winter rages on and on
Our frozen fears are never far
Until the ice has come to thaw

Patient pestilence aplenty
Persisting under the ice
Hidden from sight and mind, they linger
The worms shall have their turn

The legacy of bloodless feuds
From forestalled enmity to total ruin

Permafrost to slush
The glaciers weep
Dead oceans stretch their fingers
All borders erased
When warmer winters rage
And shielding snows subside
The flotsam on the rising seas
Shall bear an ill tide

As Is

Disbelief washes over him
Sight erased by an unspeakable fate
Swallowed up by blissful waves of gray
The mind reacts to save itself — too late

Glimpses from a realm beyond
Through the cracks of the world
A shimmer in the dark
The night grows colder

The gods return
As is foretold
To reign insane
So shall They rise
The world of man
When blackest stars
With force reclaimed
Again align

Broken minds heralding the day
Twisted fingers trace the glyphs – dark rituals
Fragments of the eldritch arts
Sorceries lost to time return in dreams
Unspeakable blasphemies

All shall sing praise to the devourer
Sprawling entity
Awakening
Nightmare manifest
Disgorge the cosmic rift
The faithful shall be blessed
With slaughter swift
To satiate the fiends from slumber

Blighted Shore

In the stillness
Hot breath of decay
Dead sky crushing down sweltering
A stinking weight
Oppression
Conversations of carrion
Black waters yawn
Awaiting your misstep
Surrounded by watchful eyes

Driven to the edge
Beyond the blighted shore
A victim of obsession
Drawn into the mire
Hunting for a ghost

Among the flies
Hear them sing
Lips of phantoms
Whispering

From the depths
Fists of bone
Erupt to ensnare
Fallen trees stare
Hungry and vigilant

In the half light
Hope leads the eyes astray
Every shadow concealing
The pale limbs
Dancing out of reach
The beauty of the bog
Claims another wanderer

New mailing list

I’ve added a mailing list option for those of you who are interested in my books, short stories, and other writings. I plan to post about new releases, sales, and other fun stuff in the future.



Happy 2016

All in all, it’s been an interesting year. I interned at a recording studio, produced an episode of the Drabblecast, published my first novel Further Complications, sold a story to Sanitarium Magazine, and lucked into a position with a very interesting dental practice. I’ve become obsessed with Arkham Horror, Locke & Key, and rekindled my love of Fallout. I’ve been hard at work on editing and revising my second novel, as well as recording and producing an album for my band Identity Collapse.