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Cryptopsy is a Canadian technical death metal band from Montreal, Quebec, formed in 1988. The band has sold over 300,000 records.
Cryptopsy was formed in 1988 by drummer Mike Atkin, guitarist Steve Thibault and vocalist Dan Greening (who would later take the name "Lord Worm" because he would dig up and ingest worms on stage) under the name "Necrosis". John Todds later joined on bass. The band released several demos, including Mastication and Heterodontism (1989), Realms Of Pathogenia (1991) and Necrosis (1992). The band made their first live appearance in 1992, and changed their name to "Cryptopsy" the same year.
Atkin, whose musical direction was heading in a more thrash/speed metal vein, left the band and was replaced by Flo Mounier (introduced to the band by Todds), whose "high speed and hard hitting drumming" style would mark the beginning of the Cryptopsy sound. Todds left Necrosis shortly thereafter and retired from music to focus on his family. Guitarist Dave Galea also joined the band.
Cryptopsy - Detritus
Cryptopsy - None So Vile Full Album
CRYPTOPSY - The Book of Suffering (Tome 1)
Cryptopsy - Full Show - Live at Wacken Open Air 2015
CRYPTOPSY - The Pestilence That Walketh In Darkness (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
Cryptopsy - Two-Pound Torch ( bass and guitars playthrough)
CRYPTOPSY - Worship Your Demons (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
Cryptopsy - Blasphemy Made Flesh (1994) full album, vinyl
Cryptopsy - And Then You'll Beg (FULL ALBUM HD)
Cryptopsy - Phobophile
[Lyrics by Lord Worm]
Man-made doom bled death from the sky;
to all but a few, salvation was denied
Heavenly father, son and holy ghost,
save your servants (those of us who aren't toast)
The not-yet-dead discovered that to be
a nuclear family means a whole new thing;
All-too-trusting shambling pseudomorphs
put their trust in a man of the cloth
Make them hate you, rotting cleric...
Remember, you are pu of my loins, you are pus
Give voice to your left side, let me in:
I've sawn the seeds of your redemption;
In subhumanicide, I am your guide:
seventy-seven times make them die
The sun is shining on a brand new day
Blackened corpses smolder where they slain;
Self-flagellation prompts him to confess:
Bless me father, for I made this mess
Immolation meant to purify sin wracked souls
Let diseased bodies die; survivors twice lost: