1. |
AntiDogma
04:00
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The blade feasts!
It drinks from the bounty.
That spills forth,
And soaks the floor.
Lost to the wind
Twisted and split
This vortex of contention.
It grips all
And kills!
Tarnish the earth no longer!
And be
Silent forever!
A slow death -
As you deserve.
To feast on utter decay -
This will be the path
Of all your words,
And all your deeds...
Death - as you fucking deserve.
A swift decision,
Deserves a painful consequence.
You slit the throat
Of all the traitors
Who won’t condescend.
You will speak softly
to death.
Gluttonous, I descend
Feasting on the river of strife.
Its pure waters,
Infested.
And with clouded vision,
I step forward,
To further drown myself in her water.
The lash of her waves is an agonizing whip!
Against swollen skin.
A blistering explosion,
Of extreme pleasure ….
and pain!
- as you fucking deserve.
A swift decision,
Deserves a painful consequence.
To slit the throat
Of all you traitors
Who can’t comprehend!
You will speak softly to death.
Step back or disappear!
You’ve pulled me down
and crushed my head
with your heel.
To speak your mind
Does not reflect strength.
Only change escapes:
DEATH
equals DOGMA
equals DEATH
equals DOGMA
equals DEATH.
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2. |
Cruel Follower
04:31
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One simple mistake -
Is all it fucking takes
And you are trapped and swept in
A current that is subtle but strong,
Wraps its hands around your neck.
It takes your place -
and breathes
life into its veins
Your body remains
a simple husk
to fade away
And no matter how you try.
The wolves
will come for you.
A vile feast
for gorging mouths.
As you climb
Further down…
Their tongues lap at your feet
Barbed, they lick off the skin
And leave you bleeding.
The blood emboldens those
who will devour you.
CRUEL FOLLOWER...
You take and take.
I try to pull myself free.
An urge that is primal but pure
Keeps you here, frozen and still.
A flash-in-the-pan
A meaningless existence:
Your body remains
a dying husk,
that fades away.
fades…
Weep with me.
Don’t you see?
We’re suffering.
Their tongues lap at your feet
Barbed, they lick off the skin
And leave you bleeding.
The blood emboldens those
who will devour you.
Run!
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3. |
Locus of Control
03:56
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To breathe, to feel:
This agony it reaches
And touches all…
Seeps into
My skin.
A bitter consequence
For this sequence of events.
I’m just a fatal husk
Left to atrophy.
An eroding culture,
A Pyrrhic victory.
I feel you.
I hear you.
Do you hear me?
Why does it feel like I’m failing?
How can I trust you?
It should heal me
but hurts and hides.
All painful lessons aside…
I hope you see that I’m trying.
Why should I let you in?
It should help me
But hurts…
And it consumes
Until I die...
It feeds -
It will not recede
It only takes and takes…
I can’t reject it.
I can’t escape it,
I’ve given everything…
Everything I have.
We are dead:
Only breathing to pretend.
Only moving to deceive.
We’ve given everything away.
Why does it feel like I’m failing?
I should learn to trust you.
It should heal me
but hurts and hides
All painful lessons aside…
I hope you see that I’m trying.
Maybe I can let you in.
It should heal me
but hurts and hides.
I have to tear it away.
I have to tear it away...
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4. |
Apoptosis
04:41
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This burning tongue
Latched on my flesh:
A blistering,
tortuous parasite…
And for a thousand years
I waste away
Its presence known
But too weak, to eject it
And so I slog:
Through tortures long,
Afraid but aware:
of the suffering I’ve caused.
Still powerless
To tear it off,
slowly it becomes
Part of who I am
Part of me -
Sweat with me -
feel my heartbeat scream.
An æon of cold,
Just to feel a possibility of hope.
In the fucking dirt, it roots
Spreading in its wait.
A seeping decomposition,
Picking my skin clean.
As it has always been,
As it will always be,
I can’t remove this
Weight from me-
I feel my chances growing thin.
Just like the air I’m breathing.
I wish only to take it down with me:
Please let it die!
This endless feedback loop
That waits and builds
And hides its face from me…
This shifting from hope
To newfound ways to make me hate myself.
A never ending treacherous trod
Through terror, tearing into me:
A spike driven through the heart!
the only way to be free.
I feel my chances growing thin…
Just like the air I’m breathing.
I wish only to take it down with me:
Please let it die!
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5. |
Pyramidic Alpha Gods
03:52
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Kori-hor!
Like a fucking disease.
Cruel to the marrow,
born to deceive.
Return to the gods of old:
they rise from the dust!
and raise up their swords
barbed!
horrific!
to behold!
AND THE CHRIST CULT WILL SUFFER!
At the hand of the blade!
Tips to the sky:
Throats opened … left to die!
Children of Abraham!
Shemsu-Hor!
give us eternal sight!
speak once more!
Six thousand years of vile rites…
soon to be:
six thousand more.
Like a nail through the hand!
We descend upon Eden!
Companions of Horus.
Soak the valley with blood -
to their god
send them nigh!
We worship an older
more terrible god!
And in the end we shall leave them:
Throats opened…
And left…To die!
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6. |
Thy Mountains North
03:53
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7. |
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Like a knife:
the edge that's sharp, but cuts slow.
An agonizing weight: that pushes
and crushes down…
in perfect harmony, I suffer.
as it was always meant to be!
this stinking rot: seeping through
a calloused claw; hooked in you.
Years wasted, given to a god,
That doesn’t speak
and doesn’t breathe.
A god worth nothing…
A god who can bleed.
Speak only when spoken to.
raise your hand to the square.
keep these secrets on pain of death
And never speak of what was spoken here.
For years - I felt the truth - felt I was free:
But now I understand “your way”
Just means: “serve under me”
This cancer must be cut from root to stem
Remove everything that made me, me.
In memory of all the promises
you forced me to keep.
And all the words
you forced me to speak
A path that could’ve led
only to this moment.
The moment where you
will understand my fury
Where you
will finally: suffer
as I have suffered
And for the first time,
You will understand my hatred.
And for the first time:
You will know true fear.
You will know fear.
you will know terror.
Terror.
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8. |
Deep Dæð
05:03
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A sonic war strikes my skull.
A piercing, painful cacophony:
Four cuts,
one for each direction.
A testament,
a monument
to pain.
You speak words that rake and calcify.
This dragging death:
Is a hidden art.
The vibrous waves that seduce the mind
To fling ones’ self
Defiantly: Into the dark!
CRUSHING
Like the WAVES.
Hypoxia and panic
Seek me out.
And as the silt sifts on the floor,
My body feeds the pulse
As skin dissolves.
Deep in the earth.
Where space moves like clockwork.
An abyssal lair -
Where time passes on… and on…
CRUSHING
Like the WAVES.
The subtle rot
That pierces the heart
And as the silt sifts on the floor:
My body feeds the pulse
As skin dissolves.
Left to the waves.
Floating in the dark.
Surrounded by nothing.
A crushing, perpetuous Deep.
You speak to me as if you know.
You dare open your mouth
And let your lies incinerate the air.
You should know what the world can see:
That at this point,
I can’t be saved.
I am Deep.
I am
Deep.
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9. |
Galgalim
04:35
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A carbon veil -
This mirrored reality
that seems to
crack the skin.
A poignant gift
That sets
The spirit free…
And without a thought
I claw and claw
And peel away:
What I wouldn’t do,
To drive that blade,
To feel the pain!
So horrifically, I pierce!
And release:
this building pressure.
An explosive force
That frees the mind,
But tears the soul.
A vile weapon -
A painful way to die -
A spinning ring,
That burns the sky.
The cacophony of war sings
Its sorrowful song:
Be not afraid!
Do you feel the air?
Do you feel it shift?
The weight of this world is a crushing curse:
Melt in the face of eternity!
Do you know this sound?
Do you not recognize its waves?
This ripple in time of a life long past
It shakes, and breaks the world.
Burn!
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10. |
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This twisting turning disease…
designed for torture and scorn.
carefully crafted
to make me suffer.
the siren call of death:
this cold concussive knife!
to fucking suffer and maim!
that is our purpose:
to fade into the sand,
To breathe until our lungs ignite,
And spew forth… annihilation!
Do you know the songs of death?
did you have them sung to you - since birth
a blissful hymn
which many claim to know
but only those who feel it's bite
will truly know life,
UNCHALLENGED.
Death to these fucking parasites,
gnawing at the roots.
an inescapable maw
of true violence - realized
inspire me and let me SUFFER
I wish only this:
To send all dogmatic cunts
to the fucking wolves!
Do you know the songs of death?
did you have them sung to you - since birth
a blissful hymn:
that many claim to know...
And all will feel its bite!
AND NONE SHALL … ESCAPE!
AND NONE SHALL ESCAPE DEATH!
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