Abyssal EP

by Nott

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The third concept EP from Nott tells the tale of a being of divine hatred as it erases the human plague.


released November 25, 2014

Nott - Abyssal EP
Album Credits:

-Written and Performed by Tyler Campbell (Nott)
-Engineered and Mixed by Lance Fohrenkam
-Album Art by Scott Funk and Tyler Campbell

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Seismic storytelling from a bleak corner of Alaska. The solo project of Tyler Campbell, Nott is a singularity of heaviness.

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Track Name: Abomination of Time
This realm lay in ruin.
The earth moans as I stir.
An abomination of time;
This glimpse of a prophet of light.
Come to me. (x2)
Track Name: The Black Liquid
In the silence of desolation,
I breathe.

My seismic footfalls,
Their trembling limbs,
The forest shudders
As I walk beside them.

The stench of death
That seeps beneath
Constricts their roots of life
That I now seek.

Gone are the days of filth,
Yet still I cannot see.
The black liquid fills my eyes
And reflects the mire deep.

Tar pours from my mouth.
Silenced; a world wiped clean.
A promise eradicated:
Their remnants line the canopy.

As I stand here, towering
Amidst the smoldering flesh.
Judgment falls upon this earth:
The congregation of disintegration.
Track Name: Womb of Nihility
They gaze in rapture
Of my sermon.
The ashen abyss
Of this wasteland of hate.

Where are you now?
Quarantined to nothingness.
What have you gained?
A final stillness;
Praying for anything but this.


I bid you welcome
To this womb of nihility.
Fathom a dimension of nothing
And feast upon the plague.
Track Name: Swallowed by the Rot
Behold: divine obliteration.
Conjure an absolute ruination.
Praying to their gods as if they’ll save them,
Deprived of all their putrid, useless skin.

Collapse at my feet as I initiate.
I see them wither away.
Ravenous faces stare aimlessly upward.
The world they once knew, erased.

Swallowed by the rot.

Banished from being,
Realize your ruin.

Force-fed hemlock
Past their shards of teeth,
For once I feel alive.
For once I breathe.

Clutching to their tongues,
Their purpose now defunct.
Eaten by the surface tar;
Swallowed by the rot.

Origin of hubris,
Witness mass extinction.
Track Name: Procession