Mouth of Cronus

Mouth of Cronus

Prepare to Ascend… or Be Damned

It is no accident you have arrived here. Heeding the Call, you have slogged through the morass of the Musical Mundane to arrive at our bountiful communion altar. It is time to ascend, to transcend, to experience More.

Through the hands of DLzebub, Dave — Merciless Overlord of Rhythm, Sassy Ed, and Clayton — Thee Abomination, 667th-degree alchemists of the order of Mouth of Cronus, eons of arcane knowledge and experimentation have coalesced to form the sacred sound banquet laid before you.

Indeed, there is risk. We do not promise success. Failure to assimilate the transformations of the ritual may result in a literal portal to hell opening within your soul. But do not dwell on that possibility at this fateful moment, blessed seeker. Think instead upon the glory which awaits.

Upon initiation, you may gain the power to:

  • Shit $1000 bills
  • Copulate with anyone — or anything — you desire
  • Exert mind control over friends and loved ones
  • Regrow severed limbs… or heads
  • Induce natural disasters
  • Consult and collaborate with otherworldly entities to achieve full-spectrum dominance of the astral plane and beyond

Do not profane our most gracious offerings with fear or hesitation. Raise the speakers to your head. Let the sacred songs slip past the lips of your ears, that they may rocket into your mind and soul.

Lyrics

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Descent of the Poison King

Mouth of Cronus Original Metal
The witch prepares

A splendid garden there

Gold, ash now

pushed underground

A gore-hurling geyser

It feeds the furrows where

soldiers rise and warriors die

Black star for a crown

The radiance that drains

Descends without a sound

The rays, all around

We feel the rays, all around

A pigs’ parade

Slaves and cutters lead the way

to a hole blown wide

where fathers lie

A coronation

A face to replace the sun

Coal black now

And shining down

Black star for a crown

The radiance that drains

Descends without a sound

The rays, all around

We feel the rays, all around

Son of the Sun

Mouth of Cronus Original Metal
Hero, Son of the Sun

come to see his maiden purity undone

Undone

And earth and man is the fuel

as I wretch myself anew

Anew

Into my jaws you slip down and slide

to break me from the inside

The acid clamors and claws

Judge your color from the other side

Welcome to the fold

of twisted shades and broken spirits 

who sold their souls

Their souls

And yield your name on your knees

Twisted your sacred truth to serve me

To serve me

Into my jaws you slip down and slide

to break me from the inside

The acid clamors and claws

Judge your color from the other side

And drown in acid tide

Never neutralize

Sings the shadow pride,

you will prevail and seize the prize

The Great Beast Awakens

Mouth of Cronus Original Metal
Survey the breaking dawn

Crack an eye and fire flows

Men and their monuments fall into the maw

The once yielding womb of the earth,

now the mouth of Cronus

These generations of men

are ripe for harvest

I am the sacred curse

awakened to horrid life

I am the beast

roaring into the light

It matters not how you plead,

“spare our sons and daughters!”

Every beast on this earth

Every beast must feed

Food for the Moon

Mouth of Cronus Original Metal
Minions of the moon cult

Set the air to the boiling

Let me light the carving

in my soft baby-blue

Oh let me shine

For peace is a poison

Let love rot on the vine

Serve the young and tender souls

in bile and vitriol

Brothers butchered sisters shamed

Offerings profane

Broken ghosts upon my tongue

Life to the midnight sun

Seven courses, seven sins

Let the feeding begin

So come and pray with the fools and saviors

Supplications drown in the tide

The blinding wrath and the calls for violence

fill my master’s cup like wine

The boiling blood drinks like wine.

Crown of Crows

Mouth of Cronus Original Metal
We will see you beg

scraping through the wreckage

Snatching at the dregs

We will see your trust

bleeding out before you

married to the dust

In dreams they show us your face

With one wish for your name

drag and drive you to this place

To array your haven in flames

The new-found faithless

Have come to call

The eaters are swarming over the wall

No stable of victims or serfs

The dead would nail you a throne

built from the shining city’s bones

Your glory restored on this earth

The prince of the howling

and blackened waste

A crown of crows will eat your face

Hail Phaeton

Mouth of Cronus Original Metal
You were dreaming of the burning down

when God’s hand touched earth

With pride you self-crucified

when hell was given birth

By the saving grace

of a rock from space

Let me hear your praise

Hail Phaeton

who spares the chosen ones

Hail Phaeton

bringer of dissolution

You cry for the world you cursed

and pray to forsaken gods

Only the dogs hear your calls

here in the land of Nod

By the saving grace

this wicked world razed

Let me hear your praise

Hail Phaeton

who spares the chosen ones

Hail Phaeton

bringer of dissolution

Hail Phaeton

Meet The Band

Discover the talent and passion behind Mouth of Cronus. Get to know each band member below.

Clay Davis

Clay Davis

Guitar / Vocals

Ed Pryor

David Long

Guitar

David Long

David Long

Bass / Vocals

Dave Slaughter

Dave Slaughter

Drums

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