1. |
Mind Control Weapon
05:14
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Seraph, what do you want from me?
i've given into everything
till time grows hollow and solace vain
tallied diligently
each and every flagellation
till time grows hollow and solace vain
do you believe me?
am i even speaking?
How will they find my body?
And in what position?
Will they avert their gaze
Or look on in admiration ?
that's not a threat,no
it has become a premonition
sulfur chains hold ankle weights of indecision
violent involvement. acerbic, astringent.
status: deception, in terror i swear that the mind control weapon is real
scatter all the offerings
at the altar of the elegy
till time grows hollow and solace vain
stagger at the eminence
sensing that they're onto me
then time grew hollow and solace became vain
stiff as a board, light as a feather
oh weightless soul, let's lift it together
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2. |
Grindflesh
02:57
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Bite your tongue down 'til your teeth touch
Spit in my mouth i love you so much
now watch me writhe
my silence is only there to describe
my absence is only there to remind
that you cannot put out the light
or satiate the appetite
is the rate at which we decay equal to the rate at which we leave our lover's minds?
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Endozer
05:16
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I instill fear even among law men
Blood in the water tells the creatures who are seeking you out
I instill fear even among law men
Kennel cough caught in the rats nest of love and I've
never understood why
6 feet deep, 8 feet wide
shudder and picture the act of a killer
they silently whisper their plan to the victim
There is vomit and panic
A Vacant aphasia
A temple invaded
and suddenly your life is somebody else's.
I instill fear even among law men
seraphim caught in the black catch of love
Silver tongues flick
And the weight of heaven's bane
Sings" happy days are here again"
Every word hits like a razor blade sinks in your skin. Now let's recite the incantation :
I put the hit out on myself
And divined the information
shudder and picture the act of a killer
they silently whisper their plan to the victim
the seer, the the sabbath they don't understand it
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4. |
Summoning Circle
06:21
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Such is your fate,
the way you want it to be
until your body breaks
breaks away
outwardly..infinitely
a billion pieces of equal insignificance
Like a double-take dichotomy
The something sweet that you held between your palms was not enough
and like the insatiable hunger of an unfaithful lover, your soul will never be at peace
lest we forget
what was said
coffin texts you read to raise the dead
a stolen breath
a vile nest
the spell you speak to even lift your head
The murky depth
that love begets
a wish you made, with which you blame yourself
the way you want it to be
until your body breaks
outwardly, infinitely
a billion pieces of equal insignificance
The garden sings the hymn of death
sowed the seeds, but grew barren trees
collect the water in the center of the summoning circle
allow your body to drink and bathe
Collected conscience in the center of the summoning circle
allow your body to decay
arms and legs left out in the street
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5. |
The Procession
02:54
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Never to Hold
Never to keep
My Vices command
My lips to your feet
never to hold
never to keep
Your face arranged like flowers laid on a grave
A dirge of lament as the procession compels me to lead
never to hold
never to keep
clutching defeat from the arms of defeat
never to hold
never to keep
The timbre of your voice haunting me with with every step i take
On my right I carry blame
And with my left
in sanctity
I desecrate your grave
The vanity
The tragedy
The apathy
Violence
Insincerity
I've built you into a religion
building you up
spreading you out
passing you down
distorting the words each time they leave my mouth
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6. |
Mal
04:02
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Her gaze lays waste to all within its wake
Her pain only to be chained as slaves that cling to life so desperately
A trade, but what do you have in exchange?
As every bone inside your body caves beneath the weight
Of what you’ve been bottling up inside
You see it even if you close your eyes
Deep in the prisons of your mind
I’d take life if I could give life
But it takes hate to make faith
I’d kill god if I could kill god,
But it takes hate to make faith
And raw greed
Pray to the hive
the queen of the hive
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