SNAKE FATHER - "Missing Persons" (Official Music Video)

Опубликовано: 11 Июль 2026
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The second single off the upcoming EP titled "The Concepts of Torture"

Single: “Missing Persons” (Endless Corridor)
Released: February 11th, 2022
Genre: Metal Deathcore
Location: Austin, Texas

Credits:
Recorded/ Mixed/Mastered by 
Cris Marshall at Tonal Recording Studios
Written by: John Slofkoski
Directed by: John Slofkoski & The Sleepless Filmaker
Filmed/edited by: Jonathan Cruz of The Sleepless Filmaker

The Sleepless Filmaker:
Instagram:   / thesleeplessfilmmaker  

Acting by:
Fernando Villegas
Instagram:   / fernandovillegas.photos  

LINKS:
Instagram:   / snakefathertx  
Facebook:   / snakefather666  
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6FZ2u...
Apple Music:   / snake-father  

Lyrics:
For every locked door,
There’s a million more.
I’m stuck inside an endless corridor.
The voice in my head is not my own.
An expanding distance
Trapped in someone else’s labyrinth
I am being followed

No self control
Only Contempt for anyone who
Attempts to save me from myself.
Lost within my mind,
I am no longer myself.

Lay low, below
the sea of dead bodies.
Hiding underneath a curtain of flesh.
Shadow people can never find me.

But,
What lies ahead,
Is far more horrific than I could’ve imagined.

My movements mimicked
I thought I saw myself.
My image, distorted
Disgusting and contorted.

Disfigured, my frame.
My Sullen eyes.
I cannot wait to taste.
Feeding and feeding.
I am greedy.

Foul being, it looks like me.
Only it’s wrong,
Wearing its insides out.

Shapeless dreams,
Taking over me.
Only lashing out
And Wailing,
For a swift death
An end to its misery
How the fuck did I get here?
I am stuck In this corridor.

If I take,
This opportunity To close my eyes,
Who’s to say,
I’m not already asleep?
And If I wake,
I’m not sure what I’ll believe.

My only escape is to delve further into
Entrancement.

Spewing bible verses in an empty room.
Perhaps it is me who I am praying to.
Psalms of the divergent.
Happily forsaken,
Oh joyous heretic.

Free from this life,
But a slave to death.
Staring at the fading glint in my eyes.
Mirror of desolation

MISSING PERSONS

Missing persons
Mirror of desolation
Forever imprisoned
Concepts of torture.