False Confession




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Recorded by Chris Grigg of WOE and mastered by Greg Chandler of ESOTERIC, “False Confession” is the debut album of WEEPING SORES, a doom/death project featuring the talents of Doug Moore (guitars, bass, vocals) and Steve Schwegler (drums) of PYRRHON and SEPUTUS, with Gina Eygenhuysen on violins, a role she has filled for the Oregon sludge band HELL before joining TCHORNOBOG on bass.

After a promising EP released in 2017, “False Confession” confirms WEEPING SORES' inspiration, at the same time outdistancing them from easy comparisons with Peaceville's Trimurti of death/doom. “The whole concept of doom/death with a violin can sound pretty cheesy coming from most bands that aren't My Dying Bride,” Doug Moore comments, “but it's a bit of an accident of fate that WEEPING SORES ended up with that combination of sounds. The original concept of the band was pretty different and didn't have a violin, but I happened to meet Gina around when I was starting to write for the project, and she was so gifted on the instrument that I felt compelled to ask if she was interested in collaborating.”

WEEPING SORES' approach to doom/death is very personal, mediated by their admiration for bands like EVOKEN, WARNING and MORBID ANGEL, among the others. The music is highly atmospheric, and yet never allowed to slide into melodrama and complacency. Always intense and densely layered with riffs and hooks, “False Confession” is as melancholic and soul-wrenching during its most gloomy passages as it is twisted and suffocating during the impressive bursts of pure death metal. A dichotomy also rendered in Caroline Harrison's cover painting: a rotting wound of the flesh, with sick and psychedelic colors which attract and repel at the same time.


released September 13, 2019

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Doug Moore - guitars, bass, vocals
Steve Schwegler - drums
Gina Eygenhuysen - violins

Recorded by Chris Grigg
Mastered by Greg Chandler
Cover painting by Caroline Harrison
Art direction and layout Francesco Gemelli
Cat. Nr. IVR119


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Track Name: Scars Whispering Secret Tongues
Jagged new moon of remorse
Roils riled mindflesh
Glares down from a private sky

Raining baleful ore
Lodestones for obsession, ingested
Burnished by the working
Of memory’s maudlin hands

Burning bolus of guilt
Scallops tender heartflesh
Leaves scars whispering secret tongues

Compressed for years
Deep within my pit of a chest
Oh, prideful silence
Suffocate this unseen ache

Cruel ruby of sorrow
Time-ripened survivor
Bound up in my gut

No crimson wisdoms rise
From your mirrored depths
Just bloodied refractions
Of what I have done
Track Name: Song Of Embers
In the end, you always remembered
That first moment so clearly
When you knew by the cold in your bones
That time was running short
Some subtle scent burning on the wind
Blown in from flayed continents
Echoes in ash of abandoned souls
Singing: “you too will join us”

The beasts and birds fled, but you stayed
Conceited child, you prayed

The bonds are all broken
The spirits are loosed
To ravage the failing land
And alight in the parched trees

No bargains to broker with flame
No laws to forfend against flame
No mercy to plead for from flame
Just the heat, then the dark
Then the dark

There, in your scorched grave
You learned at last to change
Track Name: Transfiguration Of Flesh Into Dream
Now you learn what you are made of
What grinding hours you may endure
The true depths of your dedication
To purity

Self-negation: the highest ethic
Stone brow and clenched jaw mark the pure of faith
As you bring forth the dream, commit your body
In silence

Now you learn what you are made of
What grinding hours you may endure
The true depths of your dedication
To clarity

Cast away indulgence, all unnecessary things
All compromise that binds you to the veil
Divide the crowds as a stone in a river
Unmoving, smooth, and blank

Surrender yourself to the will that stirs within
Deafen yourself to the noise of temptation
Deny yourself, for there is no self to deny
Complete yourself in oblivion

Mourn not for what is lost in the world without
Where the air itself is rot, it is a triumph to burn
And only sorrows fill the skin that you so long to shed

Now you learn what you are made of
What grinding hours you may endure
The true depths of your dedication
To release

Annihilate yourself
Bring forth the dream
Track Name: The Leech Called Shame
For an instant, I hesitated
As you cowered beneath me
My limbs coiled for violence, but
Some weakness pleaded: mercy, mercy

But the blow fell
The wound opened
My path was chosen

The blow fell
The rift rent wide
No forgiveness
No rapprochement, never

In a secret cathedral given to cruelty
I enshrine the livid memory
Of your face twisted in disbelief
Of your form wracked with agony

The blow fell
The bones shattered
My malice sang
With pleasure

The blow fell
The light went out
No remorse
No redemption, never

The leech called shame set upon me
Leapt from your wreck to my flesh
But it no more feasts upon me
For I seized up its body
And ground it into the dust
Track Name: Valediction Prayer
Keep those ravaged joints churning
For just one more mile

It used to feel so easy
When the body seethed with life
Bidden by a vibrant mind and guided
By eyes that still accepted light

But that was some other man, forgotten
Buried by weathered hands
Stiff and arthritic, rigid with calluses, woebegone
With the residue of their trespasses
In service to that withered usurper
Who lurks in the mirror alone

One last task remains
Before your wretched husk
Defy the grip of senescence
Go bravely unto your death

And in this lonely valediction
The ultimate chance to atone
To be released from all your sins

May your final chapter record your reclamation
May this broken journey make you whole in the end
Track Name: Sink Beneath The Waves
A clouded memory
Of salt and surrender
And the flailing limbs of a child
Caught in the undertow

Reaching across the decades
With claws of silt, it seizes me

In the moment you needed me most
My will dissolved like the foam

From the faraway shore
I heard you calling me
You were sinking beneath the waves
And I did nothing

Bobbing like jetsam, gasping for breath
But so sure of salvation from the brine

From the faraway shore
I heard you calling me
You were sinking beneath the waves
And I stood frozen

As the swell took you, at last you hated me
For the conceit of strength, when in the end
I was so weak

I heard you calling me
You were sinking beneath the waves
And I did nothing

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