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Immortal Consciousness
06:55
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Immortal Consciousness
Fuck this human contract that we all have signed. Looming expiration, DNA entwined.
Identity conceived of nothing to nothing returns. the puppeteer trapped within his own marionette burns.
Genocide, Genocide, Genocide, Genocide, Mass Genocide
Cursed in the womb. Embrace your doom.
Death does not compute. Life is my pursuit. Immortality obsession.
Throw the rulebook out. Purge myself of doubt. Seeking man's final transgression.
I will find it.
Break the body down, seek the soul, pry the ghost from its shell
Frenzied mind of a maniac, cling to the gates of hell as it beckons him
Rise above moral judgement. Recognize the greater good.
Cowards call me a monster, if only they had understood.
I’m becoming God, becoming God, righteously heir to earth.
I’m becoming God, becoming God. My second birth.
Break the body down, seek the soul, pry the ghost from its shell
Frenzied mind of a maniac, cling to the gates of hell as it beckons him
All men bend to their vices: intoxication, sex, or fame.
Countless scum I have taken and dissected in my own holy name.
I’m becoming God, becoming God, righteously heir to earth
I’m becoming God, becoming God. My second birth.
Obliteration leads to salvation.
But at last I have found both id and ego in the brain.
Fleeting electric pulses, tethered wires seek and drain.
Strap myself in, flip the switch, initial Shock
Pulled beyond human limits, time slips away. Digitized and delivered: Eternal plane.
The power surges, the world goes black and cold. A mind cascading, binary coded soul.
Life is transformed.
The human format must be deleted for it is obsolete.
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Empty Skies
05:02
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Empty Skies
Eyes cast towards the heavens in search of some meager truth.
Humbled before endless, unfathomable heights above.
Desiring Answers to the answerless, frustration leads to liars rising through the bleak abyss.
Their tales will feed us.
We feasted on their fictions and rejoiced in every myth they marked.
At last we had some scripture to scream back at the eternal dark.
East generation's passing leads the next into an age
where the screaming masses bludgeon curiosities to the grave
“It is so because it always has been so! It is so because it always has been so!”
Place your doubts in the coffers of a self indulgent man. Let him smother them in words.
But the power of the brain digests these claims and they hunger for a remedy that is man’s.
Scrutiny and patience lead to finding no deity controls our lives.
Atrocities have persisted in the name of a god, which leads to retaliation: perpetual cyclical sacrifice.
Perpetual Cyclical Sacrifice.
Does God wish to prevent evil but is not able? Then he’s not omnipotent.
Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent.
Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil?
Does God wish to prevent evil but is not able? Then he’s not omnipotent.
Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent.
Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?
Treasure your human reason. Trust what your senses reveal.
If it can't be seen or tested, it cannot be real.
Revel in the realization that your existence is a fluke.
Absolute purposelessness is freedom. Live well and die
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Mass Grave
01:52
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Mass Grave
An ocean of flesh left to rot. Conformity realized. Morality’s veil in shreds. We are animals.
Without pity, slaughtered, without pity. At the hands of cowards without pity.
Where's Your Redemption? Where's Your Reprieve? Where's Your Salvation?
Mass Grave. Right where you left us. Mass Grave. Right where you fucking left us.
Here Lies Redemption. Here Lies Reprieve. Here Lies Salvation. Kill Yourself.
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4. |
Congenital Vice
04:46
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Congenital Vice
Repressive, this status quo. Submissive, these masses bite their tongues.
A stranger senses a change and fans the flickering flames.
“They are the disease! We are the cure! Down with the regime! We are the pure! We are the pure!”
Banding as one; What must be done
Behind the Stranger a revolt quickly forms. Fear faces erasure.
Up in arms, bring the storm of upheaval
Bullets fly, blackened skies shadow good and evil
Blood is spilled, anger builds until the surrender of the old regime
Joyous masses chant, “Glory to our true cause! Praise be our leader! Hail to the great Stranger!”
They seek guiding hand. Our Stranger takes the stand.
Chaos trickles in fueled by advantageous scum. Riots start to grow. Silence hope’s progressive thrum.
The masses demand peace. Force the maddeness to cease by any and all means.
So forms a corps for peace must be strictly enforced.
Striking decentors, upholding few who, by the stranger were born anew.
Oppression for the greater good! Oppression for the greater good!
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Unquenchable
03:27
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Unquenchable
There’s a weight that presses inescapably. I’m buckling, surrender’s in sight.
And the walls they crumble down around my ankles. Unquenchable, this is your night
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The Great Dirge
02:12
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The Great Dirge
Take me into the darkness. Take me, nihility. Take me, obliteration. To fade is to be free.
I must depart the living. This world is done with me
Welcomed was my humble death, but I am still here.
Barricaded awareness held inside my corpse.
How do I live? No blood or breath. I crave the flame for the true death.
Pull me from the ground, turn my casket out, throw me in the fire, let my body burn.
Sloughing flesh from bone... freedom from my rotting tomb.
Submerged, blind, inert - body, coffin, dirt
Meaningless struggling against fate’s widespread punishment.
Billions abandoned.
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Rat King
06:19
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Rat King
No more can we fight these impulses to feed. Bound by our desire: brotherhood of greed.
Instinct engaging - mind override
Bludgeon everything that moves. Pulverize all of them. My own will to live must be stronger than anyone’s
"but what's this buzzing in my skull? some muttering ghost, a vague resonating suggestion. a blurred figure
swimming into view. whose blood is on my hands? whose blood is on my hands?"
Focus.
"wavering focus, a face flickers and changes, a stream of strange ideas impeding blind determination. wasn't
there some other way? wasn't there some other way? wasn't there some other way?"
But this carnage feels so good.
Natural selection has no mercy. For the lesser there is but death.
Natural selection has no mercy. Shed your honor and save your precious neck.
We face extinction. We hear its steps. We find the horrors: what fear does to men.
Survival must be mine. Survival must be mine.
"But wait wait wait. What was I before this moment? I swore I saw a phantom with my face in some kind of
faded torrent of people. I know them. I knew them. I knew them"
Focus.
"Shit, it's fading away. I can't seem to hold onto anything. But does it matter? I cannot possibly be more than
I am in this moment, for there is only now and the task at hand. I swore there was another way."
Fuck it.
Natural selection has no mercy. For the lesser there is but death.
Natural selection has no mercy. Shed your honor and save your neck.
Pride is weakness.
Lost and frantic, ravenous tide. Trampled bodies pile.
Groping masses hopelessly climb. Writhing tower rise upward, rise.
Madness has its hold. Broken bodies fold.
Avalanche of meat absorbing the fleet. Mangled bits abused, pressurized, and fused.
Gurgling colossus: flesh and bone congealed. Paralysed and helpless, the fate of the rat king, sealed.
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8. |
Hell Can't Be Worse
02:49
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Hell Can’t Be Worse
Cold conciousness... Why am I still here? Regurgitate another day.
Degenerate. Defeated ten-fold. Why was there no better design?
Who should answer? Why was I left so flawed?
Chronic, waking anguish throughout.
Left to linger. Am I being Tested? For What?
Contemplating my escape. Not ignoring the Devil’s embrace.
When all hope evaporates, still the choir preaches. All punishment must be endured.
We must trust that everything happens for a reason. Hell is the sinner’s just reward.
Eternally dying, unable to breathe, held in my own body by a cruel machine
Foregone is my will to forge on. Fuck this endless life of torture
When all hope evaporates, still the choir preaches. All punishment must be endured.
We must trust that everything happens for a reason. Hell is the sinner’s just reward.
Never ending, chronic, waking anguish throughout.
Left to linger. Am I being Tested? For What?
Hell can’t be worse.
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Velocirapture
04:57
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Velocirapture
This is your warning!
Nowhere to hide, rapid extinction. The planet’s plea has been heard.
This is the night. Reborn to fill the reptilian prophecy. Dereliction called their name
Nowhere to hide, rapid extinction. The planet’s plea has been heard.
This is the night. Reborn to fill the reptilian prophecy. Rising from their graves they came.
Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! And Stand!
Fossilized skeletons catch their breath. Binding flesh, scales, and blood cold as death.
The mission burned to memory, a single-minded rage bringing the merciless cleansing phase.
For our abuse we have judged and found guilty.
Unknowingly we will be struck from existence.
Fossilized skeletons catch their breath. binding flesh, scales, and blood cold as death.
The mission burned to memory, a single-minded rage bringing the merciless cleansing phase.
For our abuse we have judged and found guilty. Unknowingly we will be struck from existence.
Sprinting in packs they come to hunt human creatures.
Ravenous bunch seeking to quench thirst for warm blood.
And the massacre unfolds. No survivors, no restraint, all must perish for the planet's sake.
A jurassic genocide. Slashed and mangled, chewed to bits, man's brief era Is now ending.
Hunting every night, human parasites. As our blood is poured, balance is restored.
And the massacre unfolds. No survivors, no restraint, all must perish for the planet's sake.
A jurassic genocide. Slashed and mangled, chewed to bits, man's brief era Is now ending.
Hunting every night, human parasites. As our blood is poured, balance is restored.
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10. |
Bucket Of Flesh
02:34
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Bucket of Flesh
When the body dies salvation has it's price
Duplicated flesh grown fresh and hormone free
If you've got the cash you have a second chance
Quality assured parts guaranteed to work
Your body’s not bound by its frailty
Bursting from his mechanic womb, thawed by malfunction, stasis interupted
The mind is yet undeveloped, held captive in a growing corpse
New senses bludgeon his fetal brain
A wail of anguish, of fear and pain
Corporate hands descend. System's glitch to mend...the coverup
Drug the screaming clone. Take him out alone. Dump the wasted meat. Losses cut.
Incubator's fixed. New batch of parts to grow.
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11. |
Up The Dose
04:29
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Up The Dose
Boy, it’s crowded in my head! I know you’re out to get me! They told me everything!
Disembodied voices pound on my skull until I can’t take it. Til I can’t take it!
Sharpen knives until they shine, cut them from my head, free this soul of mine before I open someone else’s
throat.
Hey there man, can you help me? I can’t seem to stop bleeding.
Hi there white coats... padded rooms! Feels like home
My electric shock therapy ain’t been going great... not recently
Internal dialogue yields to the voices singing
My electric shock therapy ain’t been going great... not recently
Wired jaw sing along - Seizures have got me dancing
Mentally abducted - Distorted memory
Suppressing the ego - Subconscious release
Blinded by sunlight, cast to the streets, abandoned project, admit defeat
Mentally abducted - Distorted memory
Suppressing the ego - Let the voices lead
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