Cryptopsy
ALBUMES / CANCIONES / LETRAS
Oh what a gal! She seems such a perfect victim: This I can tell, for if beauty by guilt, she´s guilty Ordinarily, I´d not wish to frighten her or hurt her, But such beauty inspires one to give the gift of murder She´s the kind of girl you want to run up and tackle through a window some floors up and spatter you both to hell Come and get it; your stuffed bunny´s at the window, But not that far out... Reach little one! Reach!... Tantalized a child is want to take a ill-considered course of action; such is life: is experience not bitter? Leaning too far out the open attic casement window, baby plummets to a messy death not so far below Rend your flesh to ribbons on shards of broken glass, fading screams and abruptly: Defenestration
O most luscious cenobite, you wield your whip as though it were another appendage; Favor me with pleasure-pain, rip me with your claws Chew me with your saw-toothed cunt Dead eyes alive with darkness to match their sockets, they blaze with unmatched cruelty Leave those long thorns embedded in your scalp, They look stuck in far enough to hurt Hell´s polyhedron has blessed you Your peerless beauty drips of sin In this time of configuration, blessed order shall prevail Two sides to the war on flesh Leviathan, who can´t smile, beams Encased in leather as it is, I can´t drink from your neck It shall remain its soft, cold, blue-white: I´ll bind your pround breasts with barbed wire I wish to partake of their nectar... Is it pus? I might breach your zippers and open your face I might gag you with an urchin I long to hear a quiet sight escape your lovely lips as I bite your fettered, smooth thighs Love subverted, lust perverted Bitch-goddess Abigor´s pretty face can mask her suffering Make you worship both her and her needles Subjugate it, perforate it, flesh reordered isflesh of use I now rededicate my life to what Abigor has shown me
I´ve learned to control my thoughts ever since I recognized the first eavesdropper: those who listen in on my thoughts, my logic, my sanity I cannot let them know I don´t know the verses, or converse in my head: lash out at future foes, banter with friends I´ve not yet met The psychoaggressive minions of your lord mock with laugher I can´t hear, with hidden scowls they admonish me Nothing´s sacred, Nothing´s safe: your filthy god is omnipresent, this undying nonentity that haunts my every waking dream They watch me, his mortal flock, they know me now by sight alone: my thoughts are too well concealed... Yet I sense more scrutiny Fleeting lucidity´s too loud for me, let me be my silent self: our existences irreconciled Make them stop! I´m rotting fast... The answer, painful though it may be, is change Alter my outer shell... The listener´s may not, then, know it´s me Open Face Surgery: short of pain and long on masquerade Ounce by ounce, lose a little weight nip here, tuck there... So who needs eyelids?
Something´s come over me... I can´t bear to see you live Between lies, between sins that bespeak iniquity I just want to hold your pretty hand The rest of you can be dissolved in acid I just want to hold your pretty hand Purified of their sins, fornicators will be purged Breath of god: wind of change I ride, (and) you will meet your death... whore I just want to hold your pretty hand The rest of you can be dissolved in acid You´ve payed for this death with all your sin. Die.
You´re not emoting: one of us will have to dig deeper; These are my cheek nails: Penetration, though unclean, can make you bleed in so many interesting ways; I rend your flesh and caress your fears as you weep Human tragedy... Let this be a lesson to you, it´s symbolic Let this dirt define your grave Midmortemtorment, ornament of dandling flesh; Why do you vomit? You should have seen the last one I did: I chewed it to a paste and spit it out when I was done, yet the gummy taste of anus still smothers my tongue Girth control, to me, is considered an art; Fat´s fully excised as I tear you apart; my maleficence is as deep aas it can get: I derive enjoyment from cruel torture and messy death I tear your legs from their sockets to ease my pilfering of your pockets Better for you if you´d been born headless Blame your mother you weren´t born headless Now that it´s over, you´ll be remembered, but not missed, swathed in cerements to keep in the precious cold I turn and pass away in violence an gunfire; the earth soaks up my brain... I see myself as I´ve been I see myself
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: Betrayed in fire, by the Swine of the Cross
Ungentle exhumation Must be thorough, remove it all Catalogue every part, Then rape them and eat them How dare them bury what should be mine My dead companions on which I dine Penetrate the dead hole Please, O lord, just let it smell and let mankind´s puniverse be befouled just for me My graveside manner lacks no finesse These ravaged bodies betray no distress As I tear apart the dead things I annoint them with my seed and gain new insights into death with their consumption Yet I wonder, What if I were something dead? Somewhere there´s a graveyard of ghouls with a massive headstone that waits just for me; Maybe someday Someone will come
I awake remembering nothing the next day, my nostrils assailed by the stench of decay Dreams of dismemberment, fantasies of torture Mopping up affords me a reminiscense of death; Gooey bits and pieces are all that is left Stench of rot: uplifting smell Someone´s dead or at least unwell; What little is left smells impure; Who did this? I´m not sure No conscience interferes with my memories of blood; PSI energy remains where a human once stood; I equate its suffering with the longevity of a ghost Who lasts the longest is who suffered the most
Abobinated, tiny god of mine Overseeing my rest, my lust, my life Torched in hatred Loved in Horror sublime Almost formless Darkened, and yet you shine You made me in your image I deformed yours into mine Now we´re even, O loving god Equals in my melting eyes Mutant christ, loving christ Know me with thine naked eyes Holy christ, one tenth the size So unlike the other christs God-made man (with) man-made god to adore Idolatry? My faith has been restored Gaze upon me Bless me, lord, or die I´ll find another little lord to fry You baked me in this image so I burned yours into mine Eye for eye and tooth for tooth I love you now, O twisted christ Mutant Christ
Who is this Geoffrey? All I see is this cold cadaver Why is this Geoffrey lying in puddles of pus on a gurney? Tell me of this Geoffrey, this boy with a noose around his neck; More about Geoffrey: why is he wearing his mother´s bra? How old was Geoffrey? At a guess, I´d say about twelve or thirteen; He died accidentally from auto-erotic asphyxiation; He´d been masturbating... our little stiff still has one on and it´s been one week! The resurrection men took their sweet time Cross-dressed fruit: what a way to die! Now he´s ours: the apple of our eve; Fetch the dead sphincter: cold green meat How did his ass taste? Tender and sweet... And then we fucked it...
Capricornus Rex in tenebris I long to feel the dark caress Of your cloven hooves; I seek the loving warmth of your anus As I place my worshipful Lips about your teats. We hate, and so we gather By the light of the moon; The art of veneficium... This we learned from you... To make them grieve in their lord, Their redeemer in flames Fanned by the scorn of the children Who now curse his name. Sire of sin, You embody me Undivine... To you we congregate; None so vile, Your magnificent Crown of horns Inspires deeds maleficent. Destroy the parasite [x3], Destroy Jesus Christ. They´ll crawl in their perdition, The righteous will be lost Where gutted angels lie fucked... Beneath the feunral cross; We´ll dig them a mass grave soon, And bring to their knees Those who would have rescinded The laws of disease. "The children have turned", The cherubs wail, As anticross triumphs Where the cross has failed. Hell-spawned majesty, we eagerly Await the advent of the Next millennium When you will return with a swarm from Beyond to claim your carnal Lost dominion.
Pardon, please, the narrow Confinement of your limbs; Unfortunately, it�s necessary For your correction; Shriek to your heart�s Content, if you wish; I promise you pain and Nightmares, in that sequence. Permit me to introduce you to "Tuesday"... I favor her, this pretty blade So tall and fine; Hatred and violence are not Our ways, but firm we are; Squirming is useless, so is this Colon, cry for me. Svelte is implement, Its gentle caress lets you Bleed; its subtle curvature Dancing, deeply slit your guts. It�s for your own good; You need guidance, I provide; What is your pleasure? This is Mine; A welcome change!
Sextons of the churchyard Have seen unblessed things; Ground no longer hallowed Has sprouted new graves. Descendants of clan That unsurped maternity hear whispers in their blood; This summons of the Fathers. Adherence to the principle Of "man by woman born"... Anachronistic ritual Soon to be obsolete. "Forgive me Father For I know not what I do; My grave beckons As irresistable as drawing breath." Nature abhors a vacuum, The same is true to a tomb... It cannot be empty. A barren womb of plenty... A vacant grave must be filled. For this the Fathers� will, Material birth be abjure, A mother�s cunt is unpure. Sired in blasphemy, In nocturnal obeisance to rotted hearts Filled with necrolatry Reverse the life cycle be reborn through Death. "Forgive me Father For I know not what I do; I leave a void to fill one, Hear my prayers from far below."
Matriarchal piety disturbed at their Vespers. Sisterly society feels the stifling whispers... Anger of the dead-at-sea denied proper Interment, Dumped overboard summarily, washed down In a current. Sepulchral consideration... Wrathful omen... Dog removed from the casket, Dead and dripping. First stage of disintegration... Piecemeal Decomposition Of the indignant deceased, submerged for What reason? Parchedness of living throats and mouths Has cracked some tongues But attempts to slake their thirst (only) Leads to soaking lungs. Hearts are heavy, minds are numb, souls Oppressed... Supernatural siege upon the landlocked Dead. Baptism in netherfluids In their crypts, (but) Suffocating dryness in the catacombs. Mad at thirst, they dry To draw sustenance From a burial mound; Necrophagous fails, Aridity ends lives, More wet corpses found. Watery warfare, and in its mist, The forsaken Who cry for them, the bridges of The flaccid god. Intone a funeral rosary... Blessed morbid murmur To hopefully placate the dead and End the curse of moisture.
An ominous disembowelment... The soothslayer is blinded, such is fate; Abomination to damn the eyes... For the righteous, a test of faith. "We thank thee lord, for this tribulation, We sing thy praises without end; No matter how rabid the oppressor, We shall not fail thee, though we pray for Strength." Ensnared in the web of the unjesus, The once-sacrosanct abbey is Besieged, With the braying of the Nightgoat, Benedictine friars convulse. Infernal visions flay their souls As their bodies contort and writhe... Capricornus nocturnum haunts them, From their torment springs its delight. Impaled on one of its many legs, A bug-eyed Mary gapes on in horror As her only son is chewed to bits By spiderchrist... She is flecked with gore. Caprine morturion leads the bones Of their departed brethren In the abbey�s catacombs; When gargoyles vomit blood, The defunct will ascend To rend the mortal flesh Of the brothers of the good word, And make victims of their guts. Those who are left, Of god bereft Run amongst heads Suspended by threads. Crosses up-ended And frenzied blooshed For those who sought favour From their saviour. "I am messiah" The grand delusion To hell-wracked things, Revelation.
In the kitchen With a screaming triple amputee... Its completion depends solely On my needs... Said amputee´s stumps Are my way of saying... "Thank you Just for being you." Its fear tastes better than its limbs. Terror of morality I draw from the slowly dying damned Monsters live behind my eyes; I let them out and people die. And all the grave worms That come for their piece of meat? I give them dead things.. The wretched living are mine alone Fright mounts with the body count To which anthropomancy predicts a decline In all of God´s creation, Can there be a lifestyle that´s better than this? I mark my territory With their blood and excritement And adipocere... I can find my way in the dark; My fulfilment is habitually necromanic And anal abusive.. Seen through the eyes of a mortician They´ve "caught" me, as they call it; My teeth and my semen have betrayed me.. Nevermore! Tests to gauge my rationale, The likes of which these feeble minds have Never seen. Rorschach blotters, My responses to which inspire fear... From my lizard side, The amoral alien speaks; "These aren´t butterflies, I see a face I´d like to burn." Obfuscation Of the authorities with lies, And my natur Alability to charm and be me, Or whoever they want; I´ve known all minds by divine right.
Our lady of seven sorrows, Mother of mourning, precious lich... A white horse found your grave, Then it was beheaded. The funeral goat´s semen Annoints your resting place. Far below, the state you´re in replenishes My well of loss As things from beyond watch as you rot Beneath me. Wretchedly, I pine as I begin at once to claw The earth To free you from the worms, to free you From damnation. The stake in your bosom pains me too... Wistfully, I gaze into those empty holes Which once were eyes That beheld so much blood, that beheld so Much evil... Cyanotic lips caress the cold grey face of One interred Whose flesh is much too frail, whose flesh Begins to quiver. Mistress of my flesh, Your servant longs for your kiss, To hold you once again, All pretty with blood... Now shall all of heaven weep.
You have sinned. You will die... You will be absorbed. No more god, Safe at last... Embrace the abyss. The dark is warm, Comforting... Welcome to the fold. Close your soul, Turn your heart, Learn... Let us prey On the weak. Feed the dark With their flesh; Orgiastic disembowelment. Wretched birth, Cursed by life, Now the way is shown. Happily Suffering Skyclad flagellants. Bask in the Impure Caresses of the scourge. Mortified... There is no Sacrifice too great. Let us prey... "I am filth, Born of shit, And I am Beloved of flies." Abomination In the eyes of all that is holy, We know who and what you are... We´ve learned your name, we know your Name. Resisilobus, Your only designs on the living Are to oppress and possess; To make them cry, to make them die. "As I arose, Heaven wept, For I am Beloved of flies." Moonlight bloodbath... The gore runs as black As their unclean hearts; Goat cult rite. Gore-soaked virgin, In bleeding frenzy, Parts with her maker Amidst weeping spirits.
Battle through with Expertise and strength Friendly fire, napalmed Burning, blackened blood Jesus lovers renege on Promises of removal Nobody there ever had a reason to kill All we had was an obligation to live When that reason becomes unobtainable Survival is useless, we´re unable Den of disease, uncommon thieves Thievery of a most devious kind Of body and soul Act as a marionette Yellow puppetmaster´s strings strangehold Horrific tales untold, malarial chills unfold From anopheles mosquitos relentless offensive Emaciate Prisoned, immoval veal Tenderized husk of skin and bones Fed fecal scraps that dogs won´t even eat Malnutrition amongst our people So make way for the cage A dishonorable stage Where blood flood flows Filth rats feast in swarms Lifeforce warms Their strychnine stomachs Weaker than God Paler than snow Wilder than any animal knows Fully understanding No means for escape Idealize the Star Spangled Banner rape In a state Of psychosis Emaciate, emaciate Blurry vision Through sunken eyes Pulsate drop Idle heart stop Thoughts becoming numb Witness the final words i´ve spoken
Late last night at rest with my mate I´m visited by a victim of hate A spectoral group, yet they´re one and the same They would never live Nor would they have a name A baby too young to walk or to talk Rocked to sleep with a big, heavy rock Becomes a tot with a baleful glare Sucked from life by a shortage of air A child beyond time without gender Metamorphing to surrender Each shape for one older and still No end to how each could be killed By chance in the polyverse i´m all of these Each to fall prey with unnerving ease To who knows which ambiguous marasmus It asked at once knowing And unknowing the answers To things far removed from my experience Or need to know and thus it thanked me For sparing it death´s multiplicitous masques And life´s thankless laborious tasks January, child born alas February, still still frail as glass March through a formative period you must April child, in god, distrusts May comes and goes and shortlived is the hope June is the halfway mark of your rope July child fears end of time August child in slow decline September, sense starts to fail October´s child, the burden ails November´s child malingers on December´s child is dead and gone
Apprenticeship to my duty Learner of a higher magnitude A scholar at producing pain Don´t forget to include A masters in brutality Enjoy to be, my next fatality Some call me a fiend A ghoul of gore I´m gonna settle the score You lecherous, squabbling mongrel Have you suffered enough? Bled all over yourself? It´s a shame to see you spill All that rotting swill Seemed as though you´ve delved Into an unwelcoming predicament Enough to wipe that smile Off your shitgrin face Beaten down dog Pungent urine stench Streams of disgust Puddles spread to lakes Boot to face intakes I loathe, I loathe you You´re sickening How I laugh at your discomfort Are your teeth settling down the throat alright? I´ll squeeze it tight No room for air Down there Redesigning the blueprints to madness Slab of meat bruised and bloodless Feel my wrath, feel my wrath You´re wiped away I pity you not You cease to exist Pointless to resist Your medicine
It´s almost night The clouds are streaked with violet And the moon is bright Banish your innocence There is no breeze Disquiet lurks in silence By this place of power Your sins must escalate What has come before And recurs perpetually Is on it´s way Cherish each atrocity Woodland dark surroundings Ill lit by twin beacons A black car approaches With two men inside it With the right temptation Murder needs to prompting The man riding shotgun Has just killed his own son To nurture the white worms Still and isolated The woodframe house stands vacant Humans that once lived here Can no longer be found And yet all are present Well fed and ghastly white In the mound of moist earth That sits just by the road His rigid features inexpressive He flings his son´s blonde head upon the heap This last act earns him his metamorphosis For he who built the house is at the wheel To nurture the white worms Darkling souls, though larval With each sin can mutate Into something dreadful Before dawn, you´ll pupate And feed on innocents Nourished by more like you To someday haunt the aether In obscene evolution The house is hell With it´s windows all agape Through these come some worms And they have sprouted wings Fear is forever, the objective To goad the rest of humanity Into acts of pervert nature And bring out the worm in all of us
Sodom precise, burn the man A promise of scorching We hold a torch to the sun Flame to the surface We hold a torch to the sun Flame to the surface Cruddy crud epidermis Skin melt fashion Burning man passion Seek a sense of shelter Within an oasis of deprivated clowns We´ll take a trip through the devil´s heat Heat Meander through the meadowless fields Carnival bizarre Black rock dryness Lures chaos mongers Banishment of all that is taught Complete flesh rot Agonized, the smoldering circus Summon the desert deity "Take these and feel us" Psychedelia, hallucinate Sift the embers You´ll find me Buried alive With drums of thunder Solar god arise He´ll rise, arise He´ll rise, arise He´ll rise, arise He´s risen Bow down, hands raised Blistered, half crazed Drifting alone Ignite my soul Reborn to be A perpetual Flame to the surface
Out of focus Need to get a grip So you don´t slip Into the realm Of lifelessness As you crawl through The debris of the past Feebly arise to one knee Inhaling the treachery Bearing witness to the actions you´ve chosen Closed mouth, unspoken The fallen one Sometimes you hate yourself And everyone else Go ahead and hate yourself For not awakening your dreams And nightmares Screams to an immortal one Supposed only son Never sees the tears in your eyes Never hears the ungodly cries Behind the mask that you´ve worn Bitter and scorned Hourglass and mournful stillness A tribute to sorrows passing As time drips in endless Melancholy and gruesome recollections Through depths you´ve fallen Unsurmountable odds of ascension Succumbed by fathoms Washed adrift, suspended in grief Never to lift your filthy spirit Soul cleanse, blank the imagery It must be nice to have The burden of thought Whisked away And let astray
Travelling through the veins of prior existance Only to realize you´ve lost your bearings Dragged beyond human receptiveness Surrounded, reach for the portal of answers Release the demon Soar to far away wavelengths Out of body, out of your mind Free the subconscious and enter the light Tightrope walk alone Faceless unknown Difficulties and discoveries Incorporated to build as one A basin of washed away memories Forever filled Wrath of identities Nailed to your forehead Pick and choose the faces That will have no features Disguised but slowly unveiled Wearing down This subliminal frown To probe the recesses Of a once benign mind Tainted in malignancy Everlasting search for resolve Inner conflict inflict the afflicted Interplantary secrets Mesmerized, answers lost To the wind Intoxicated with fury Subside and dissolve Over time Endless time
The machines are raping the machines The cum drips down the legs of humanity Slip slide, don´t fall Stabilize, won´t crawl Under muck spittle soil Within the serpent´s coil Within the serpent´s coil Blindfolded by your own fucking will Dive into the shit And swim for a while Peel the crust from all over your body And scrape the blood From your putrid fucking hands Tragic mourning for chain release Uncovered plots of lies and deceit Venomous fangs facade Vice like tightening Wrapped up Smothering Annihilate The nihilist Positioned to strike Sleek slithering Skulking Strangulated fear Choke-hold weakens Cancer spreading Paralyzing Detested, sickened minions Burrow to safety March with the storm Whisper supremacy Conquer the throne of allegiance In this age of sadism Dominate until we expose you Expose you We´ve exposed you For all the sheep to see Revolt, shepherds have lost grace Revolt, serpentile race
The distance it allows at first The change is felt through the air The mother of nature speaks discontently As death tends to whisper defiance Thinks it´s surprising, fully expected Heavily unwelcomed, purposely unhidden There to accomodate A more sensible whiskey warmth Had my fills of somber hearts and lost souls Bleak ember grey, dismal drear Catastrophic in its own simple right Tolerance as low as low Unfortunately cold is cold Scold the mother whore For shaking the season´s core Unprepared as always Suspiciously sneaking into Mammoth proportions An emblem of frigid bones And desolate hopes The here is now An icy adversary of a piercing sort Wintry blue lunacy in the eyes No choice but to hibernate Against these skies Biting bitterness Bitten Blizzard blowing Nipping at the fine line of your neck Horrendous glacial Facial disfiguration Beaten red raw by the arctic fist Pummelled quite considerably Frozen bricks hold the spirit down Destined to find the elusive shelter Set aside reclusion from the numbing mind Winteresque barren portrait Painted miserably white Living Earth Postponed in bereavement Temporarily cessated Untimely anytime This unthawing persistance Our fine feathered friends Seem smarter than they appear Should´ve scrambled to join them On these months that are so feared Ferocious gusts, tempestuous winds Drifting bales, infinitized Unbeareble haze Trapped like a rat in a maze Just when you thought enough was too much For the desperate masses... and then it passes
First the climb Become the status Regained sight Undercontrolled On a directionless path One should be The quiet one who would not see Resemblance in self And all those spawned All in the same Suffering sadness Incredible truth Justice to this madness Remember, forget who you are Negative and bored And have given a little too much thought Here today, long gone yesterday Saw a million zombies like me Some of whom have entered the fray A man with nothing to lose Will kill quicker than a wolf Will tear your flesh And a man with all to gain He will do the same Now has easily passed the threshold We bleed Like the rest of you pigs We breed Fuck like the rest of you parasites We plead For an end The need For selfishness We bleed Ourselves instead Tortured Wondering whether The process of thinking Duplicates itself Mirrored by maniacal malicious intentions Carried out with ease We bleed A man with nothing to lose Has struck swifter than a snake Displays cold survival And a man with all to gain He has done the same But has never crossed the threshold Leap across the line Teeter back and forth On the brink Decide which path You take every hour
ossuary for the misinformed you´d end up being amazed of what you´d see inside the whisps of knowledge denied and to think that someone´s impired it´s a better place to reside take that voice of unreason asked that question about the chaos that lies dormant within have pondered through a pond of useless information fooled tricked but I´m slowly coming around fell for it once never again ignorance is bliss for the miner of fool´s qold can´t teach a dog that´s too old the motherfucker´ll take a bite of the poison indoctrinate unfiltered lore teaching teaching absolutely nothing intravenously force fed a slave state of intelligence meant to break these bonds of some point howsabout now the bottom line I´ve saved you the time wasted on a lost cause no longer
Reach at the unreachable Futile attempts It´s succumbed to its own laws Rise and falls Like building blocks Pick ´em up Knock ´em down Another day A different season Hate eternal overshadows Dispersed in clouds My prodigal son Returns for the sun dogs To embelish in angelic rays Raise our hands in anticipation Conquest procession participation When sweat lies and burns the eyes Fry the river dries Sunburn-orama drama Accepted with open arms Cult of fire Sect inferno Desperately Long awaited arrival
We´ll save your children Follow this illuminated line This light that´s held before you Enshrined beneath this glare Straight eye sare Roped in, ensnared Lost will of yours Slipped past you A passing glance Long ago Deity like foreskin Draped lazily over Your dying perception Hunted by a illusion Doubled over in delusion Cumshot religions Unions of weakness Dazed and proud Buried under the shroud The blessed beasts Worshipped in droves Disposable dogmas Believing the bullshit Infected Bleed from your hands Dismally down to your knees With your strength relinquished by you We prey upon your bowing form Day dreaming, idols deceiving Enigmatic fixation Age of piety Mind expansion A mystic cloud Dead under the shroud
Savagely beguiled of courage Not equipped for determination Needed for your journey Not sure if you were Thrown in or shit out The way you see it is the way it is Maybe not the way it´s supposed to be A beginning for other solutions Led to the same place to find The bad in the bad And the bad in the good Either way Whatever could go wrong does go wrong Ending up right back Where you began The great escape Houdini mystique Sensory multiload Overstate the obvious That your situations Remain in focus never to vanish Soar and envision sore vision Trippin´ at the helm The illusion of utopia Wanting more and more And then you´ll beg Soar and envision sore vision
bare my teeth in a fit of stability cling to level ground balancing ability side with the positive more and more progressively scale the negative mountain always seem to loose my foothold got enough gear to settle in for the long run one false move precautions elude tumble in the mood never seem to gain my foothold inconsistantly faltering between the two pales not much chance in regulating all systems go, red alert behavior humanistic insfictincts the other´s demonic stranglehold and bold up front, within the contact of devils amongst angels running´ all through ya despite strong intentions bi-polar reflux to the natural knock for hilarious maleficence fireless negotiating war infernal, duo eternal tumultuos disorder equivalent equilibrium drop zone efficiency control rate zero rotous in all aspects unhealthy malaise human demon berserker balistically beset the sane mind Behemoth unleashed orovaked, irreversable a product from this perishable life
imagine every living thing forever accompanied by an alter dimensional being phantom pain brought on by the wounding of each individual´s extracorporeal entity in this violent day and age we greatly fear their coming rage what technology has done forced apart what once was one electropsychic and highly psychotic as, unlike an aura, it thinks for itself inseparable in schizoid existence once inexorably linked with our own relationship of symbiotic nature unbeknownst to human half of dual creature as the phantom empaths whose pain is intense learn from the cold voice of experience mass exodus in an invisible flood externalization spills torrents of a blood man has ended his three-dimensional term they came from the worms let them go back to the worms
Seeing that this blood sequence Is most unfortunate Hallowed be thy immortal Free from constrictions And that ridiculous boundry Called life Fly my pretty However, stay close to me Omen bearer, ecstatic shiver Like a woman just crossed my grave Almost blind sight for sour eyes And tickled my fancy Delicate. Pure. Mine. Simply soulmated The heaven´s serene selection God´s reflection Something tells me You might not know me now You will soon First fucking things first Would bet on you a smile That this other fella? Will disapear for a while No mind to a constant observant I watch Two is a show but three is a crowd Pardon me, may i have this dance As for you sir Your services have been rendered useless And are no longer needed Sleep that deep slumber Cleverly infiltrate the daily procedures Enjoy this moment Perfect timing, perfect beauty Thank you for inviting I´ll drop by for a minute (or two) Upon my ringing, you´re cordially obliged Couldn´t have been better If I´d been asked for dinner Lept that step Beyond a casual notice Full fledged admiration Might be deemed a social misfit Never asked, never cared Never spared a worthless existence The big splash, your life in a flash Of tornados forming, frenzied whirlwind Of times and places, people and faces Fear has a scent that´s unmistakable It´s growing, building, mutating, ascending You´ve created a lover, well respected Undeniably desired Popculture idolatry, root vulture misery In the wake of my own hero parade An army of one, Haven´t had this much fun As a couple deeply in obsession Screams go unheard
We are... We are aware that we are: We are breathing... This is our present exhalation (and) then comes inspiration ...wait for it... For thee, mortals, a cataclysm Wherein all (that) thou knowest shall die For in this kingdom where everything dies Where even the sky is mortal What is not and has always been For thee, must never be Thine ancient gods in their pantheons Will cease to be utterly And the stars in thy firmament: All will die; and thy Prayers for Deliverance; all will die, And be one in a nucleon ...Reductio ad Absurdum... Momentum Continuum Sacramentum Sacrilegium ...Fires mortal Terra... One final perfect day From all to absence in one breath It is all one single grain: It is all one And nevermore is a new beginning...
After the fire, their bodies at rest Beyond mere blood, beyond mere breath: Their terror summons the vapours of fright A mating call to things of the night The things they´ll become after they die Have called to us before their time: The dark horse of dreams has brought them here To this Ur-Place that feeds on fear Where the only light comes from their bones That glow, now: all their flesh is gone (A) Voice between rivers Sings (the) truth that destroys Then it laughs like a dog (The) Voice between worlds Has existence to void And it dwells in their bones «That which was drawn in sand for me By the man of blood Whose hand never ends Heralds all mortality And he-who-waits-beneath-the-scream» Oh, to be possessed of carrionshine To dream past the limits of carcasskind The prayer goes: «Unite to thee thy bones - What appertains to thee is complete»
Oh come all ye unfaithful Decaying and wretched To this cradle of impiety To lay your impure heads Fare thee well Or fare thee ill: One way or another Some blood shall spill What to do? Inter? Cremate all those who´ve died from all the hate From this execrable aggregate That nurtures the corrupt? Proselytes Anchorites Crusaders, wet me with your cathar kiss Bow to them? Crawl for them Those loathsome mahometic effigies? No! Once, there were boundaries The lay of the land was well defined Came a hell of rats, and now «Le temps entre chien et loup» is nigh «Manquerais-je de Fidélité dans mon Pays? Jamais! Cessons nos reculs pour nous trouver des bastions Dans des terres lointaines: Les fauves nous harcélent á tout jamais C´est donc á nos de passer á l´action» In houses of fire, where everyone dies On the killing grounds of war, in the torn flesh and flies I know I saw you there In the heart of disease, where love is a stone On the faces of those whose hate is as bone I know I saw you there Where Hatred rules supreme
Das ist der fluch der mächtigen Let us settle with swords The affairs of men: Violence is the answer: «Sis im blut»... Eisblut! In this soiled world We see aspects of damnation On the faces of the killed Instead of gratitude This psychology may seem A bit baroque at first But what a boon it be When the demons come With time and telling, memory dulls Of rotting boys with empty skulls: All sons of ares, sons of mars Whose flesh be worms, whose souls be stars Myriads of combat corpses The eggshell skeletons of men Debris over which weep Their stricken families: Parents, wives and children Their heroic children Their heroic sufferings Do strengthen hearts And moisten eyes Know ye not (Have ye forgotten?) Your place in the earth? We know (as we´ve always known) (that) there can be no place For such as ye Upon our blameless, benighted earth The breath of the dead Fills the stagnant breeze: Now, the world is perfect (and) those left behind still weep (And) should the question of terror arise We´ll draw our hate down from the skies We live beneath a carcass moon That makes a horror of all days For on this battlefield Even the wicked get worse than they deserve «But then, it is the curse of the great To have to walk over the corpses.» «Es war schon immer der fluch der mächtigen Ãœber leichen schreiten zu müssen.» With our deeds of carnage We hail bloodshed our immortal king
They are living candles And we will watch them burn Their frantic pace of dying Is so hard to maintain Into the arms of solace you go: (we sing the screams of men:) «make a joyful noise unto the lord» Scream and scream again Age or beauty: which to burn? There´s always room for one less: Suffering is the master from whom we learn: Keep this secret and be blessed In these, the last days before revelation As existence is futile and failure is not an option They bleed for love of the body And they die for the body: Now, only silence remains... A sylvan silence The sick The dying The dead The rotting The damned... ...the burning Their lives, as such are but a trifle: Their sacrifices, much like compost Will help to nourish the seeds of the future: This august body cannot cease to grow «Arbeit macht frei» Until you die: Welcome to permanent downtime They are all living candles And we will watch them burn out All these small deaths Of mind, of body Rest is for the weak
We who end lives with a wink and a smile And a song in our hearts and a twinkling eye Do so with a noble purpose in mind: To thin out the rabble of humankind We are never where you think We´ll be The shadow underneath your sink Our teeth into Your fragile flesh Is ours to do with as we «Please! Oh, help me!» Here come the cadaver dogs: They´ll find where the dead girl lies: Unlike us, they´ll be soft with her Like she were made of eyes «Street musician found strangled In the trunk of a car» «Gutted vagrant found hanging From a tree in a park» «Naked infant found frozen On some steps leading down» «Headless foetus found rotting On the roof of a house» Recycle the body pits And human cluster dumps Filled with the burnt, the stabbed And the lucky machinegunned There are no victims Just landfill statistics Where overpopulation threatens us all: «Disordered thinking:» Is that what they call it? So, our culling (of) the herd has left you appalled? (Or,) see it as a self-defense If no other way: Encroaching humans number our days: Probe the young for signs To no effect: Serial killing´s not a birth defect Here come the cadaver dogs: They´ll find where the dead man lies: Unlike us, they´ll be soft with him Like he were thinning ice
Touched by Jeqon The inciter Well-rounded woman flesh Doth tempt The angels of the watch To sin And their sons are Nephilim Thrice blessed are we in his garden We have the world, our health, our kin: As we «go forth and multiply» We take form each other´s skin Endogamy: the choice of millions In (all their) elemental ugliness: In the echoes of repetition Imperfection sires itself Nothing in life Has any business being perfect: It´s an affront To anyone with good taste Choice is divine So choose family over strangers: Why trouble the waters Of the gene pool for a mate? Carbon Vessel Carbon content Carbon copy ...Carbonize... Like a lump between two surgeons Man quivers ´twixt desire and need: The law is the will, and we´ve chosen The kingdom of which we would be In filial sect We are genesis incarnate: In our faces We see manifest destiny (and) leave nothing alive With thoughts of heaven come deeds of flesh: We´d look once more upon his holy visage And our children whom we´ve known and wed (are) our means to recreate his image In lurking fear of his displeasure After dark, between their cries In the eye of the beholder: This is where beauty dies
«Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night For the arrow that flieth by day For the pestilence that walketh in darkness For the destruction that wasteth at noonday A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand At thy right hand: but it shall not come nigh thee Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold And see the reward of the wicked.» One last Perfect night of life on earth I saw a pestilence descend on wings Plague black As it rode the ancient star wind There are Things more horrible than death
Beneath a shawl of midnight silence A howling blackness Where all is remade in necromorphosis Asleep in human remains Worn from the stones Elegiac words Recounting hopes And forgotten lives For beneath them lies The dust of humans The dust of dreams The dust... A coach drawn by the blackest steeds As befits those who´ve passed from life Will bring you to where swarm the specters Of man´s best-loved funerals The laws of flesh are here repealed: Vigor mortis is now on the way So count the black beads of your sorrow While you stammer your frightened prayers Readjust your vision, see the warp in the shadows... There´s something wrong with the dark: Something that thrives on wretchedness and sorrow And makes the darkness crawl Rain-swelled clouds Blot out the sun Damned nor´easter Chilling the dark Branches, sticks Thistles, thorns Feathers, fur Mud and bones... Dying ground A lifeless thing of earthen heath Seeing soil from beneath Knows the need to summon flesh To its maw Cold blue lips frame (a) yard-wide grin That calls to flesh, to let it in And thus indulge its yearning Come the unDawn Roam the endless cemetery of what once was (where) the Allfeeling is never truly gone
Plead To be released in your void, Which has consumed Us far too many times before. We promised ourselves That we wouldn´t succumb To the dissonance. This fractured state, has Engulfed, our, sense of, Worth Beg So polished,you´re Gleaming with light. Too tempting, Resisting with all our might. Blinded soul On a misguided flight. Silence the, demons lethal appetite. Seeking refuge from this Burden which has all but, Torn and worn us to shreds. This blinding conclusion, Has diverted the inevitable. Guiding us back to you. Focus on the pain, Our only fragment of reality. Wade through this disdain, The only sanctity we´ve ever contained. Worship your demons,let Them mold and guide you. Worship your demons, but Do not let them inside you. Worship your demons,let Them mold and calm you. Worship your demons but, Do not let them control you. This fractured state, has Engulfed, our, sens of, Worth BEG
Eradicate them all now. We, we have been far too lenient, But your torment must suffice, Worthless years of achievements, Have lead us to this sacrifice. Annihilate the chosen and so without remorse or sorrow. Anecdotes are for fools you must be abdicate Your grief throughout, This viral process. We have been far too lenient, But your torment must suffice, Worthless years of achievements, Have lead us to this sacrifice. Once we have come of age, We shall be lead to the slaughter. This is done without question, For it is simply a matter of evolution. Silence your consciences, For this is irreplaceable. Embrace our impermanence, for we all are perishable. Throughout the celebration we recite the Arguments in our favour. Silence your consciences, For this is irreplaceable. Embrace our impermanence, for we all are perishable. Throughout the ceremony we recite the arguments in our favour. Leading us to decide termination must be designed. Declined. We, we have been far too lenient, But your torment must suffice, Worthless years of achievements, Have lead us to this sacrifice. We will not, redefine, nor we will reinstate. Neglect and abandonment will not suffice, Exasperating circumstances, have lead us straight, Through the underbelly of this place. Silence your consciences, For this is irreplaceable. Embrace our impermanence, for we all are perishable. Idleness, ignorance, innocent, venial, demented, Slanderous, credulous, insolent. When will you see that we have done what must be in order to live.
Idolize the compromised lifestyle we Have depicted for ourselves. Organized to sanctify the resistance We´re consistently served. Strive, strive, to rectify. Throughout the ages we have confined Ourselves within these brainwashed lies We´ve broken, through this severed wound, which has been. Burnt, burnt, and restructured. Silence, the tyrants, before they condemn us all. Silence, the tyrants, in order, to sanctify. Silence, the tyrants, I will not, be able to swallow, Your predetermined guilt. You seem, so hollow, as your senses begin to slip. Beaten, and paralyzed, tormented, and left to die. You´ve been born into this, so there´s no use to resist. We now have a common goal, which is to unleash your soul. Each passing hour, allows you to dive deeper. Your consciousness is fading, as the light begins to regress. I see, all your efforts, failing. All your pain, has been endured for nothing. Beneath your screams you´re whimpering. To be relieved of this burden you are Wearing, which you are holding. You´ve sacrificed for what... Beaten, and paralyzed, tormented, and left to die. Beaten, and paralyzed, tormented, and left alone to die. Silence, the tyrants, Before they condemn us all. Silence, the tyrants, in order, To cleanse, ourselves, from our filthy world.
In a moment´s notice, The truth has accelerated within. I witnessed a subsidence, I witnessed a deterioration begin. This message you have left, Whether it was intended or not, Has left us all confounded. Your incentives seem to have eluded us. You may, have escaped, But you´ve, only delayed, your fate. There does not appear to be a valid explanation, For such destructive actions, In your last moments you reached up, But you had already condemned yourself. Gathered, in mourning, A sea of tears flood the aisles. They are broken, they are pleading. Their faces, are red and, slightly blotched, with, pride. This is no solution, This is not considered retribution. Your jaded notions, Have overthrown your judgment. Loved ones, supporting in hope to reconcile. This destruction, you so selfishly designed. When will you see, the pain, the lies, The hurt, you´ve dealt, to all of us. We´ll just have to, hold the memories, Live life through, an hourglass stare, Sanctify, your fading legacies. And rectify, this jaded, finally. Repent your sins, in order to condemn the lies. You have foretold, in order to rely, Breaking through each silent, cry. You may, have escaped, But you, only delayed.
Your thin lips, curl, into a smile, Which seems so bitter. Your eyes glitter, as the nectar flows. Your foresight, must be, 20, 20. For your timing, is pristine. You seem to have, chosen, the right seat. Consume, reap the benefits, Of your, hopeless ignorance. We have, nothing left to debate, You are, a fucking parasite. You seem to find, satisfaction, Within, the affluence of all your naïve kin. Did you really think, we wouldn´t see straight through this. Act which you, portray without a conscience. Could you please, constrain yourself within this, Shattered shell, where, you´ve hidden all, your integrity. Seep it up, until your vain is fulfilled. Strain some more, or you will idle farther. For in this place, there is nothing further, Than to lie, in this relative darkness. I, have witnessed, this suffering, your suffering, Has led, you to, cross that line, to cross the line. [x2] Seep it up, until your vain is fulfilled. Strain some more, or you will idle farther. For in this place, there is nothing further, Than to lie, in this relative darkness. Consume, reap the benefits, Of your, hopeless ignorance. We have, nothing left to debate, You are, a fucking parasite. Consume the benefits. Your thin lips, curl, into a smile, Which seems so bitter.
Save, me from, this pain, which you, Have crafted, throughout years of hate. Your endless greed, is astonishing. It swallowed, your life, and your goals, It tampered with, your entire soul. You have sacrificed, the benefits of what´s been sewn, Just to be able, to stand toe to toe. Your voracity, is astounding. Guilt does not affect, your incestuous, Need, for, such, controversy. Today, I hope you realize that we have, Released, the voice of a nation. Try to, see the light, Open up your, mind to the sight, And then you´ll realize. Your eyes, darkened and weak, Now silent, beneath this plastic sheet. Regret, and forget. When will you regret, your lack of empathy. Soon you will forget, the taste of greed. This world, cannot forgive, this is a consequence, (With which we all must live) [x2] The consequences, of your relentless, greed, pain, hate, lies, Have overcome you, without remorse or disdain. Without exemptions, your hands are stained with, innocent blood. Within their shadows, our world is still weeping. I can´t, believe to which extent, We have let our world, decay. Breathe, disciple, breathe, enemy, For as long as you are, we will never be free. Your gluttony, is never-ending. Try to, see the light, open up your, mind to the sight, And then you´ll realize, that you, have destroyed, Our chances of, an unsoiled life.
Within these words, I´ll hide the contempt for the purpose I serve. Silently, I withhold my resolve, and pursue, while my dignity dissolves, A bit more everyday... I´ll hold on to the end, and fight my resentment. You see, I have succumbed, in order to complete, what must be done. Stand tall, to keep faith and fight. Take up arms, and prepare, for the, onslaught. Prepare yourself. Concealed in shadows, there are weaknesses. I have uncloaked them, to reveal their impurities. I lay, concealed, awake, in hopes of finding safety from their, Unrelenting, beatings, which they have organized in spite Of all, your own, actions, which we have followed to a "T" But we, have been, displaced, we have been driven from our course. The battle rages on, as my mind begins to sway. I am redeemed through consequence, but my guilt is still in play. But the fact of the matter is, is that I´ve sacrificed, Everything I am, while I was standing here for you. Prepare yourself, just save yourself. There is no escaping, we must strive to alter fate, In order to recover, from this faltered state. Within these words, I hid the contempt for the purpose I served silently. I withheld my resolve, and pursued, while my dignity dissolved.
Desensitized, and oblivious. We have conspired, to renegotiate. These unburdened sins, must now be sanctified once again. Purified, within this fire. You´re going to burn and your family is gonna watch. These flames will overtake you, as you quiver from the shock. So lie back in your makeshift tomb, Flinch as the accelerant flows, Hold your breath as we strike the match, Then scream until the flames make contact, This is a necessity, you have been begging to be cleansed. This was always a priority, we must anoint the dead. The smell of burning flesh, fulfills our world. It replaces the stinging stench of humanity. Simply put, we are the antidote. We have been sent here to replace, This tattered shell we helped build create. The smell of burning flesh, fulfills our world. It replaces the stinging stench of humanity. These empty promises have now been fulfilled, Through the hallowed fire.
Waiting, within this sullen twilight, We shiver, anticipation clouding our sight. We contrived this lesson in order to reconcile. We´ve compiled these actions in order to retaliate. The time has now come, to swallow your lost, pride. Between your alluring pleads, and all your foul excuses. We´ve learned to see through your deceiving, eyes. Within a moment, The dissection begins, Leaving you breathless. The time has now come, to swallow your lost, pride. Sever, and bask within the impiety. Perish, while relishing the irony. Our anticipation rises as your heart rate begins to fall. We´re liberated as you slowly dissipate. The time has now come, to swallow your lost, pride. Between your alluring pleads, and all your foul excuses. We´ve learned to see through your deceiving, eyes. Our fates, were once, intertwined, But now, we have, cleansed this place. We have, left it all, behind. We have, left it all, for you. We´re standing on our own, we´re standing on our own. We´ve taken, we´ve taken, we´ve taken control. We´re standing on our own, we´re standing on our own. We´ve taken, we´ve taken, we´ve taken control, of our lives. The time has now come, to swallow your lost, pride. Between your alluring pleads, and all your foul excuses. We´ve learned to see through your deceiving, eyes.
I can still see the light, I can still feel its presence, While you, withdraw it from me. Within, this casket, I lie in wait, to be unleashed. Disposed of, and left to rot, I am now, your "center piece." Lies, have lead me down this road in the dark of night. Truth, will unhinge these doors and lead blinded men to sight. Through this conformity, We have formed a society, Seizing all liability, From our identities. Locked silent in this state, buried within the overgrowth. We are all confined, with nothing left to show. "I find myself" [x2] Buried within I find myself Awoke in a cold sweat, all disoriented. Take in your surroundings, and realize your fate. "You find yourself" [x2] Tormented within You´ll find yourself The air I breathe, does not constrain me. It lifts me up, and leads me from this fate. Beneath the seeds, there is a dream, Which has lead us all astray. All I see is fading, away, And everything I see, is fading. Read between the lines, and live. "I find myself" rising above these obstacles, and unleashing the tyrant. "I find myself" unearthing the torment, this icon represents. I can still see the light, Through this conformity, We have formed a society, Seizing all liabilities. All I see is fading, away, (Everything is fading away), And everything I see, is fading.
The courtroom was packed as the verdict was delivered The quiet defendant sat paralysed in disbelief Her hands would be severed, she would be hung and then burnt I turned to console her but she was already being ushered away Her life had never been an easy one Forced to procreate like beasts in dark stables She wept whenever she laid her head down to sleep To escape would be her only refuge From this trivial life she had been forced to lead Her lover�s empty promises Drove her towards these drastic measures Her timeline was ticking with the spring thaw quickly approaching Aware that she would be whisked away with the free flowing currents She had to react The tiny witness who pointed her out Giggles today as she walks towards the schoolhouse But Angelique had no freedom ever since that gavel fell The shovel full of coals is what persuaded the judge At the gallows she stood before them With quivering lips she begged for absolution But when the hangman tripped the switch Her body finally fell towards its fate Afterwards the empty carcass was flunt upon the pyre Her neighbors and comrades all watched as the hem of her skirt ignited They all cheered with glee as the flames consumed her
Dragged out of bed in the dead of night With their phones ringing pitilessly Later at the station the droopy-eyed constables Stared at their computer screens Sleep-laden officers Huddled over their coffees as they tried to decipher The surreptitious low flying lights Hovering off the coast of our shores So faint yet blinding A plane must have crashed The survivors must be attempting to signal help The coastguard was contacted And the coordinates were delegated They were appalled when they were informed That nothing was in the water A blank empty ocean was all that was found And they were reprimanded and chastised For you see Shag Harbour´s visitors Had already received their package High above the earth trapped and drugged A man was trapped to a cold table Prodded and probed With his vital organs laid out beside him Tiny creatures were dissecting him Awake but sedated he watched As they tore through his sternum While back down on earth everyone sat perplexed Questioning their own interpretations of what they had witnessed The tired policemen crawled back into their beds Saddened and bewildered by what had been said All the while inside the vessel The man was still aware As the vermin slowly reconstructed him His liver and kidneys and lungs and heart Were repositioned and motivated to restart Drifting off as they stitched him up Suction cup laced tentacles worked miraculously At home the man awoke with a start Clutching at his chest and removing his shirt to inspect But nothing was revealed but clean white skin Radiating palely in the cold early morning light
Shackled and confined within this tiny cell I await punishment for a crime I did not commit Flies and rats accompany me here The bars gleam moist with condensation As I sit throughout my last sunrise This tiny island was called Admiral when I first arrived Now it´s overpopulated and infested Framed for murder Another red-skinned scapegoat My hatred of diversity condemned me The man they believed I killed Was sitting at peace when he was shot in the back His dining room table became his deathbed Flimsy evidence supporting an airtight case The murder weapon misplaced Fallen coincidentally to the bottom of the lake His wife glared at me in the courtroom A devilish stare I will never forget Her tear-streaked face radiated with a glint of hope As the judge revealed his verdict So now I wait as the sun slowly rises Counting on my last hours Pleading for forgiveness Although I am guiltless The time has now arrived they are standing outside my chamber The noose has been set and the crowd has gathered The noon sun blinds me as I approach the gallows So much that I can´t see my family weeping at the back of the square Tied and bound with a burlap sack over my head I can only hear what they are doing to me The last thing I perceive is the gasp of the crowd Just before the rope swings taut Framed for murder Another red skinned scapegoat Left to hang In another man´s place Framed for murder Another red skinned scapegoat Eternal red skinned scapegoat
The morning light shone across the surface I had hoped Canoe Lake would be like this The constant financial pressures Were constricting my creativity A black canvas stalked my nightmares Night after night I had the same reoccurring vision So I thought a therapeutic fishing expedition Might help remedy the darkness which had been consuming me But sadly it only brought my blackened revelations To the next extremity As I pushed off the dock I basked and reclined In the serenity This was exactly what I needed seclusion and peace But after a short while I was distracted By a faint line of smoke rising in the distance When I approached the two men by the fire Quickly they turned and shuffled away I was startled when the third one attacked me from behind The deserters worked quickly carrying my lifeless body Towards the water´s edge There I was laid to rest in my shallow watery grave I sunk beneath the surface floating adrift amongst the logger´s forgotten rotting stumps My assailants walked away Swaying ignominiously Running from a life of violence Brought them closer to it than they could have ever imagined Now they are cursed to the life of the damned
A silent forty-two years Nestled in the heart of Nova Scotia Marooned in Digby´s Sandy Cove A legless man was found unconscious on the shore When he later awoke in the home of a local fisherman He obsessively muttered the same three words over and over again The first was Jerome He repeated it so much so that it was decided it must be his name Colombo was the second Perhaps the name of the ship that abandoned him The mutiny he attempted to lead left him stranded Cast off into the vast unknown After a ruthless Captain inflicted his harsh naval judgment By hacking off both of his legs just above the knee The final word was Trieste Was this the land that he dreamed of As he screamed and moaned throughout his nights Conceivably it was visions of loved ones severed and distorted That motivated him to remain mute Apart from these three words the man was soundless He moved slowly during his enduring years By scuffling forward on his hands and stumps Canada´s first melancholic welfare recipient Died on April 12th 1912 Broken fragments of his past have emerged But the truth was never unveiled A stone marker is all that´s left now As a memory of this nation´s amputated enigma
Prominent local aristocrats Painted red throughout history A fortune born out of sugar Led the family to the social summit The daughter of Montreal´s fourth mayor Laid silently at rest in her bed As her son of twenty four years Studied mercilessly in the adjacent room As night settled darkness fell upon the Square Mile Mansion Delirious thanks to her pain medication Ada Maria Mill Repath Unlocked the top drawer of her nightstand And removed from it a fevered solution But her flimsy faint grip allowed it to fall Clattering to the floor Once Clifford´s focus was interrupted He headed out in search of the racket But when he entered his Mother´s room It was already splattered with her blood brains and bones The aspiring med student resolved to seal his own fortune as well The pressures of life had completely crippled him Three days later they were already both six feet below Rotting slowly as the populous´ interest Took flight as the rumours grew so did the mystery of it all Sadly Sherbrooke Street was never quite the same The Golden Square Mile was forever tainted The gloom that engulfed their mansion Still remains present today
Officer you have to believe me I didn´t kill my wife Please settle down sir just start from the beginning And tell us what happened to Sophie Our baggage was packed tight the essentials were gathered and prepared This was the Honeymoon trip we had been planning for months Skinny-dipping in the hot springs of the Kootenay Rockies that was her dream The earth moist beneath our boots crumbled as we set out that morning Long eerie shadows stretched out and crawled towards us A simple meal once camp had been set Afterwards we curled together before the fire As darkness settled the two of us became one Our subtle moans leaked past the night and across the vast unknown plains As our sweat dried we clung together and drifted off into sleep A rustle in the distance startled me awake I turned towards Sophie to initiate another round Overtaken by her vulnerability But the vacuous silence she emit puzzled me until I turned on the flashlight All that was left of my wife was a bloodied upper torso torn and fragmented That´s when I first heard it, the ominous black beast Howling and grunting just out of sight Then nothing for a minute until the hairy creature attacked again It had come back for what was left of Sophie Shivering naked and caked with her blood I drifted off as I waited for morning I then awoke to you guys screaming Please officer you have to believe me
Led to the family by the Lord I had no choice but to overtake The Mother´s role But that little one was always testing me Allowing others to question my authority She was guiding them towards a life of sin I decided she could burn if she wanted to But I wasn´t going to let her take the others with her I have removed the presence of evil twice before My own blood impure Was simply unacceptable a soft pillow sufficed To smother little ones before the demons Had their chance to escape But this one was different I have never seen the devil Put up such a fight We had tried to vanquish it Once before But sadly the host-body gave out And set the parasite Back on its course It kept quiet for a few weeks after that And she seemed calmer and more obedient But as with all sicknesses Subtle hints of the disease Snuck up and reappeared Before long she was back to her old ways So we reinstated the hot iron and rod But our late nights educating and reformatting Were once again interrupted But from this there was no return Comatose in her bed Before the presence finally left A child died as two more grew within me Her Father and I were arrested on the church steps As we emerge with our fellow mourners We have been paraded through the media ever since But our silent ploy has been kept forever a secret Since it left this world with us when we ascended
I am in the bathroom Cowering, quivering, shaking Within my stomach begins an eruption I am surviving The bluish liquid spills forth from my mouth the toxic cleanser Tastes so fine perhaps I´ll have to make another Windshield, washer, cocktail Retracing the events which lead me here To this psych ward I´m not convinced But everyone is so confident That I´m right where I belong That bitch, that cunt, that whore Did she think I´m idiot (yes, she did) That I wouldn´t find out A replacement, a clone of perfection Had snuck in and took shape A snake. a fiend once friendly How could that be faked? My own flesh and blood repelled me Altered and strangled Cast me out That´s when I picked up the knife I shushed her quiet then stabbed her quickly 19 times I kept my five-year-old son My precious for last The blade was slippery his sister´s blood was everywhere I made quite the mess you see That´s when it hit me The realization of what I´ve done Searching frantically I couldn´t locate the apparatus To plant it straight into my heart, I began to panic Then shaking, sobbing, I discovered my liquid hold Rest eternal alongside my own The father, daughter and the son Never apart eternity all together With none to oppose I wish I were fucking dead I should be fucking dead I´m the monster I´m the beast I´m the one who killed his own But yet somehow I am still free
I´m waiting immobilized in Erickson, sitting bolt upright with eyes wide open His voice swirling, echoing, making promises without end At 6:55 the 1170 to Winnipeg Left the cold dark damp bench behind at last At first I did not notice him lurking quietly, the enemy The Lord prepared me for this The blade unsheathed, plunged mechanically upon his extraterrestrial façade I could not stop until the creature was destroyed After all it was going to devour us all Attempting to stop me, he fought, begged and bellowed The other passengers did not understand me, they could not see The obscene animal, the sacrilegious putrid being Was plotting murder, there was no other way out Barricaded I then took of its head To show them how wrong they were Then I tasted a little piece A morsel of his lying flesh His ear nose and tongue I place in my pocket They are mine now To savor
Yes daddy, please daddy Bring us home another toy for us Bring us home another slave Sadly I´m incapable of satisfying you, my love I will have to accept the truth of our situation I have failed you I can´t contain you So now I hae decided to let you go out and play Find us another slut Tied up in the basement she waits Bound and gagged that´s where she´ll stay Until our hunger returns Creeping up and seeking to fright Then we´ll sneak downstairs where a single bulb reveals her feint glow Nodding back out from the noxious Halothane she´s ingested Once again, and again, and again, and again The perfect dose will knock them out A bit too much will kill them cold so much more fun with the living A slow heartbeat is always better than none Don´t let her think she´ll ever escape Hope allows them to put up such a fight Tie her down, beak her will, leave her with absolutely nothing I´ve set up the video camera now spread her legs and grab the rod And plunge it deep inside of her, and don´t stop until you see blood Ram that hole, her stinking cunt Just like that, yes that´s right Don´t stop now deeper still, she´s still awake I love it when she screams Look at what we´ve done, we´ve spoiled another one Broken our new toy
I finally found the one, a perfect victim His pale skin is flawless, I shake with excitement He is mine now I lured him back with me sly, smile filled with white teeth Guaranteed ecstasy, trapped him inside my lair That´s when I hit him and he blacked out Perfect the time has now arrived This video will make me a superstar at last The years I have waited will come back ten fold Tie the cocksucker down, test the lighting isn´t too bright No second takes, here I must get everything just right Turn on, the stereo and dive the ice pick inside him Repeatedly Stab the flesh, rip it up, slash it raw Fuck the gouged out bloody, slanted sockets until I cum I have discovered What heaven feels like Oh what a mess I am left with I dismember and then catalogue every part His left foot, check His left hand, check His right foot, check His right hand, check His torso, check And his head, check Placed in boxes marked with bloody red heart Time to clean up Slowly I soak up his dark blood The next day, I leave my place, pack up everything I own Plan a safe getaway and hide whilst the frenzy unfolds Smiling I watch My name becomes common tongue, my face is everywhere No, I do not regret a single fucking thing I´m not closer to becoming a GOd
At first we were torn apart By the totalitarian Omnipresent regime Forced to hide Forced to wait For a time to safely escape We watched our families, being executed Butchered and then buried, inches away Our unexpected fortunes Belittled by what would happen today Alas, we were separated But we later found each other In the Promised Land No sanctum The unholy malignancy devoured them both so slowly Our loved ones tortuously faded right before our eyes With our hands linked tight We somehow managed to endure What began as a budding friendship Began to blossom A second wind prompted us To begin again And towards a new life we were thrust To simple abode which we shared But as the years trickled by We were simply forgotten Those whom we, sacrificed So much for, had abandoned us The curse of the wretched living Our bodies began to whither But at least we had each other The painful memories From our past Made what would come That much harder A pact was born A plan was set Would eighteen floors Be high enough When the morning came I helped her out from her chair And held her hand Taking in the late October air We made our way Up onto the railing We embraced, one last time And together we leapt to die Bound in Rigor Mortis For all Eternity At least until they pried us apart
Raised as a king Silver spoon gaped mouth Orgiastic prophecies proclaimed That I, Davidito would be the heir apparent Sired through God�s whore Cultivated by Father�s harem Eagerly fellated Innocent young hands Sowing, unholy seeds A ritualistic communion Revered and idolized I was immortalized The sacred scriptures condemned The Children of God My threshold depleted Their ideals beyond sadistic I then attempted to disassociate Myself from The Family I was discovered Beckoned and beseeched To once again Don their crown Wrathful obsessions Retribution for the damned Murder on the horizon My patience was pristine "Maybe fate will smile on me God of war God of revenge Maybe they will grant me happy hunting We shall see" Finally a glint of reprieve An inkling of hope Inches Closer Inches closer to Mama Inches closer to closure Inches Closer Lips sealed tight Torture may provoke (A) Relevant confession My device unveiled A few swift jerks Testing its potency Her throat slashed The frightened perplexed Guiltless eyes faded out Disillusioned in the backseat Cold steel up against my temple I close my eyes with such relief And I squeeze to end the story Of Davidito "In some way some of us are gonna be around to see those fuckers burn." Burn
Dragged in a simple white van She couldn�t believe This was happening When she opened her Mouth to scream The soundless Emissions bound her Within his scheme Dragged down into The chasm below She was deposited Into the cell That would now Become her home Darkness filled Night and day Circadian rhythm Eventually began to wither away Scratching, screaming and banging to be heard Waiting for the man to return Her meager daily rations Caused her to disappear Nothing left but her mounting fear After a few years his confidence grew Untethered she was brought above Forced to work As his secret slave Tedious tasks Kept her busy each day Better not think to Try and shout He�d grab her by the throat And quickly shush her out The sad little man So broken inside Needed a little girl to groom to be his bride Late at night he�d slitter towards her She would hear him coming And simply shiver Complete control let him bring her outside Into the world to hide in plain sight Until the day she ran away One mistake and she took the bait The distraction that made him step aside Finally gave her the chance to run The weak little man had escaped as well With his head on the tracks he was riding to Hell She was then drawn Back to where she Bloomed from a child To a woman
She moved slowly in order not to wake him I reassured her this was the right decision She tenderly slipped her hand Underneath his sleeping head But when she withdrew his weapon He began to stir Which caused her to recede I lied down on the floor next to him Nodded approvingly For her to end this nightmare The gun went off and chunks of skull splattered Onto my face and all over her night gown A frenzy broke out overhead The media overran our tiny town Wondering what would drive a youth to kill He was a horrible man He beat me bloody and tore us down Tormented us with his presence Controlling us every single moment This had been going on for far too long We tried to escape but he soon found us And dragged us back to where we belonged These are the laws of the flesh The consequences of our crime Brought to light our suffering Our tiny home was a war zone Where pain flourished