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There's a bandaid in the water.
Water cuntry, have some fun. Oh.
Have some fun.
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I'm counting seconds ‘till the day you die. No one will hear you and your desperate cries. I want you gone, I want you dead. Slit wrists with a bullet in your head. Pray to me I am your new god of torment and terror new. Don't hide ill always find your cunt. I own it I own you. My friends will bomb your funeral, kill all those cunts. And nothing will stop my evil reign from killing everything that you love. Feel me penetrate you again stomach bile spills in your cunt. Crying crying but its helping lubricating my filthy cock. Shove a cactus in your asshole licking blood as it comes out. Slut likes my cock you're a stupid fucking cunt. Pseudo life forms raped for pleasure dumb slut in the game I play, objectifying all the women equal rights well not today. As I feel your insides crumble, it makes me cum so hard. Human lab rat for all my tests, ill run you over in my car. Film your death then mail it to your friends. Ignorance is bliss that is what they seem to say, accrediting a god for the change of night to day. Everyone's a cunt and we all deserve to die. Try to escape my pain god I wish you'd fucking try. Tie you fucking down kill all your loved ones right in front of you. Slaying all your dreams using them to make me feel anew. Crushing maggots mix with your blood oh how I love the taste, dead cunt on my lips I can stop there is no other way. Claim to feel no fear, cowards all you'll ever be. Why else would you pray to a god you can not see?
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Where Hope Goes To Die:
When I ceased to exist I awoke in a light
From which nothing could shield my eyes
Barely in the glow could I discern his voice
"Approach and learn of the truth."
With the remnants of energy I had left, I summoned my strength
Weary and unfamiliar, I managed to converge upon the source
In blink of an eye, the light died
With a roar, there, standing before me
Towering embodiment fabricated from humankind's atrocities
The culmination of the darkest insecurities manifest before me
Monumental despair and unfulfilled potential
What wicked acts are so deserving of such an abomination?
Everything that we have become
Has lead us to this
All of the beauty that has come undone
Relinquished to us a monolith built of our faults
When we all at last succumb, will we look back and feel pride?
With every transgression we attain, do we see we have been vilified?
Before me stands the coalescence of malignancy
So why is there no reasoning for this monstrosity?
I reflect upon it...
To no avail I try to justify why it might remain
Overwhelming human suffering terminates in this event
Swelling with regret as the reality decays into insane
Seconds are hours and hours lifetimes suspended in horror for me to lament
Hearts of stone, pathetic and all alone
Is this what we desire for our kind?
Should we atone, for these seeds we've sown
A chance to mend, remember these fates are intertwined
I awoke standing at the edge of the abyss
I awoke with a desire to leap
"Approach and learn of the truth."
I awoke with a heavy heart, steeped in grief
I awoke with a ragged sigh and without hope
I awoke with heartache and disbelief
I awoke with remorse, a newborn misanthrope
I awoke and wished I had not...
"Approach me to learn of the truth."
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The Resurrectionist:
Even upon my death, I know I will stir anew
Though momentarily destroyed, my presence will not dissolve
Seemingly gone, I perpetually continue
Reborn again and again, each time with greater resolve
If I die, I know I shall awake
Unaffected and indifferent
With no fear of mortality
I am the resurrectionist
Upon death, I will always reanimate
In my form lies untold powers
With no fear of mortality
I am the resurrectionist
With my collective knowledge I become
Stronger and smarter, with every obstruction
Against all obstacles I will overcome
Return from nothing witness my reconstruction
Steadfast I arise enraged
Through all trials I am unchanged
Emerging from my corpse vacant
A true blessing to be reawakened
If I die, I know I shall awake
Unaffected and indifferent
With no fear of mortality
I am the resurrectionist
Upon death, I will always reanimate
In my form lies untold powers
With no fear of mortality
I am the resurrectionist
I am the resurrectionist
If I die, I know I shall awake
Unaffected and indifferent
With no fear of mortality
I am the resurrectionist
Upon death, I will always reanimate
In my form lies untold powers
With no fear of mortality
I am the resurrectionist
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Parallel Planes of Tormented Existence:
Pensive festering, incapable
Wandering without purpose
Visions of misery, I'm locked in its grip
No exits, developed permanence
Inheriting the pain, I'm lost I'm lost I'm lost
I wish not to be found
By what creatures lair I may invade
Why with what fortune and curses I consume
Spiritual hex as the portent of my sentence
Spiritual hex as the portent of my sentence
Of all of my worlds knowledge
Passages and instinct of shadows
I find nowhere to cower
Weeping, insidious
Now with my frail hands I claw at the soil
Bloodied fingers serve no delay
No understanding of my own intentions
Something hums below me
A beckoning
Home
With every heaving pulse of the world
A sighting of the ominous cloaked smog
A shepard, coalesced ruination infinite
A shepard, coalesced ruination infinite
My skies guide without direction
The venom palpable on my tongue
Comprehension is impossible
Why me? (hold out)
Parallel planes, rapturous duality
A wilting garden exception to verity
Lone thoughts
Weigh down
Endless
No hope
Final
Breath flows
Now I
Pass on
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released October 31, 2014