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The Latest Downfall
02:32
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With everything coming through to my mind
What is another fucking construct?
The future cries as I try to be at peace with everything
Why have all the skies gone black?
All the lead, plastered in silver.
A Con man for modern times
Pictures of common men are burning up in pride of hypocrisy.
Open your mind to the unseen
This world has given me black eyes and shattered bones
Where is the aggressor? The cancer of society?
Are we to blame for being so blind?
When the horror is masked behind red a blue?
This is Isolation
This is Confirmation
The is Absolution
This is Hell.
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Vanity
04:35
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May we see the queen, before we consume her
Our God, and emperor, she will never be defeated
Understand, we know our place,
Underneath the work of a million
Society built upon the ashes.
Segregate and we hate
All because she says it so.
The sedation is filling up the air tonight and we all breathe in for a
Taste of what is, in this new-found world, away from her reign, her blood soaked reign
What say you, heretic?
Uprising to our suffering?
Against the common law,
Stay out of our path!
Isn’t the feeling of happiness enough for you?
Must you please, this release of your thoughts of your so called truth?
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Necrolysis
04:20
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Giving in to tendencies of annihilation, complete fixation.
Stalking and choosing my final prey,
It is time.
Walk quickly, don’t you see the one in the dark?
Turn around, see the ground in which you will lay
Breathe in my devil seed
Fall down, don’t ruin your face.
A perfect specimen for me to disarm
I will purge the perversions, so gladly with your fuck
Hacking apart, your, guilt infested limbs
My blood is flowing for an otherworldly pleasure.
Close your eyes forever and take me by the hand
My smile growing larger, today was just your life.
I will demonstrate all the fetishes on you
If de-limbing didn’t kill you, my cock would surely do.
Necrophillic thoughts are finally coming to fruition
And, god dammit, tonight I shall feast upon your cunt.
I want to fuck every single inch of your corpse.
What a trophy for my collection of filth!
Stained with red and murky white.
Alas, you look stunning in your funeral wear
Never leave me, angel, you will always be near.
What are these feelings of other affection?
Towards a fucking whore that I once disgraced.
Now that I see your face covered in the earth
I am searching for a reason for asphyxiation with my heart
You have passed on, now I know my path
I load the shotgun.
Join her soul.
I want to keep every single inch of your soul.
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4. |
Grass Tastes Bad
03:26
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Lonely night, after lonely night
The work of men never ceases to be
When no one can break apart the monotony
You must use your teeth to sow
Reap what I sow
This field is coming to it’s senses
It submits to me And only me
I rip out the wheat one by one
Using only my chompers
Taking the wheat stalks out by eating them out
Unfortunately, I take more than I think
Nothing’s ever tasted this awful in whole life
Wheat is so much better than this stupid green monster
My god, this grass tastes putrid.
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5. |
Aneurusma
05:00
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White is all I see
There is no god waiting for me
The life that was in my hand now rots
Away at the core of me
Consciousness slipping away, insanity...
My breathing stutters and eyes turn back
Alone on Earth, I coalesce with a
Darker, unknown land of hate
The latest mark of man
Watching my drip, I start to drift
Losing my sense of mind and self again
Memories of better days have come and gone
I see a flaming one
Hold onto me,
This rope around me, it pains me to breathe
With a final cranial eclipse
Shut me down into the fire
Whatever life that was contained inside of me
Finally draining, like a pincushion of flesh
Nascence of the aether
Bloodline, run for me
Oh, the lilies lie,
The lilies lie, and orchids die
Whatever’s left on this plane
Burn it up into an ashen mass of what remains
Hold, onto me,
Your grip is slowly slipping, why must I be free?
A last look around the mortal world
Flatline, goodbye, hello flames
Look, onto me,
The rope around me, it pained me to be
Underneath, a view of everything
Shut me down into the fire
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Catharsis Theory Pottstown, Pennsylvania
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