The Stump Will Rise

by Estoner

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"The Stump Will Rise is a very special album indeed, as it fuses the out of this world psychedelic riffs with insanely cool lyrics to match."
- Sludgelord

"This album is one of a kind and if you are a fan of the fuzz and an appreciator of metal melody, as well as relishing singular vocals, you should find this album a cut above most."
- Heavy Planet

"What these guys bring to the table is an amalgamation of Kyuss, rock'n'roll, grit, heaviness and a whole lot of acid trips."
- The Ripple Effect

"Estoner's The Stump Will Rise offers a quite interesting twist on generic stoner rock thanks to infusion of melodic, psychedelic, and prog rock into the mix. It's definitely a must have for all those fans of the genre."
- Dangerdog

credits

released 01 October 2012

Vocals: Corey Tomlins
Guitar: Kristian-Peter Vallikivi
Guitar: Ralf Vinkler
Bass: Jaanus Luka
Drums: Anton Veeremets

Recorded and mixed by Magnus Andre
Mastered by Taavi "Taff" Aavik
Artwork by Maari Soekov

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Track Name: Greenseeker
Choke on the dope smoke bones, find oxygen
Green paint will coat my lungs, find oxygen

Stacking the bones in a pile
Cleansing the prophet with fire
Burning a hole in the sky
I am, burning a hole in my side

More than human, I become Archangel

Down in the undergrowth, then i'll become a panther
Track Name: Meet The Abyss
Float down river
Got some money
Your mind is closed
Got my river
Find some money
Your brains are cold

I take the form of a bear
I hope you choke
I hope to still be around
To see you meat the abyss

Scream and cry for me
Track Name: Darth Vader Has A Hangover
What the fuck was I thinking?
My helmet is on wrong
Fucked up on Endor
How did I get so drunk?

I am your father
I am hungover
Body-shots on the Death Star
what the fuck have I done?

Can you hear me Luke?
I cannot see for the puke
Where's my lightsaber?
Tell the Emperor - "Fuck off"
Track Name: Stump
Come down my darling, into the forest we go
To make an offering, to join us
Amputee witchcraft, drink up your mushroom tea
We limp to the place, where we will find the stump

And we kneel
Get on your knees
The stump is waiting
The stump is real

Our cleaver is sharp, chose a hand or a foot
Your limbs are heavy, come lay them on the stump

The bad news, we're out of tape and bandages
If you would join us, then we must see you dance
Dance before the stump, bleed deep into its bark
The stump will rise

Im your witch doctor, sucking the skin of a toad
Your face is bloodless, you vomit on your stump

The stump will rise, its a part of me now
Track Name: Level 5 Wizard
Our skins on too tight buddy
We smash up tombs
In clubs, we bite
The witching hour is calm
Pull up my chest hair
Smash in our sorry brains all night
The witching hour is calm

Is it true, have you become
A level five wizard

My eyes drown in razor blades
Staring into frozen water
Track Name: LSD Vampyr
Someone to bleed a bit for me, I got more LSD
Sharpen my teeth and sing, I got more LSD
I got more LSD, you are my enemy

I will, drain your faith
I am, made of eyes
I can, eat your bones
I will, destroy my afternoon tea

I got more LSD, you are my enemy
Im hungry, you know this
I destroy my afternoon tea
Track Name: Mindweasels
The little bastards eat the walls
the roof will fall in on your head
and i can see them crawl
Theyre eating all my admin staff
Theyre turning all my files corrupt
The weasels tore our reception apart

And the question we all ask is, who will save us now?

The weasels ate my
Office supplies
Curse their tiny little hides

The weasels take it all
And they leave us in debt