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Congenital Putrescence
03:35
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This wicked tongue it flicks along these shattered, broken ivories
I am the one who came unbound, I fought the time that’s given to me
This gaping maw becomes a wound
I gnaw this flaking, pustule flesh
My body shakes as this disease consumes my mind, my soul, my breath
These sights
are more horrific than my dreams
This night
I learn the pointlessness of vanity
My father’s blood betrays me
I don’t know why I fought
This rot consumes and flays me
Cursed reclamation of what's lost
A blackened mass begins to spread, it grows too deep to be excised
My skin, it bleeds and breaks away, revealing secrets locked inside
Festering rot endlessly spreads
Indifference towards my fated plight
Osseous discharge grants this broken husk a fleeting respite
I BECOME FORMLESS
ICON OF DISEASE
I BECOME FORMLESS
ICON OF DISEASE
The sinews grasp at what they can
like branches reaching for the sun
Red tendrils wrap around ossein clefts
As dermis comes undone
A bloody mass congeals and rusts
Breaking away fragments of flesh
Corruption gains control as it consumes my mind, my soul, my breath
I become formless
Icon of disease
Corruption’s indifference
made pointless
my vanity
I am the abscess
secreting vile miseries
These autocannibalistic urges sustain my entropy
These sights
are more horrific than my dreams
This night
I learn the pointlessness of vanity
My father’s blood betrays me
I don’t know why I fought
This rot consumes and flays me
Cursed reclamation of what's lost
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A great
deluge
Will not set things right
The sea
it seethes
A cancer grows inside
These monolithic spires belching nebulous disease
The cost of hubris in reaching towards celestial peaks
Man will bleach the earth
Until the sun has set on all that’s left
The beasts
They bleed
A stillborn crop is sown
Drink deep
Decay
You feast on ash and bone
Your progeny will burst, their synthetic blood will crystallize
Corruption runs so deep there's nothing left to purify
Man will bleach the earth
Until the sun has set on all that’s left
You cannot chase the stars
Exsanguinate the sun
Reaching for glory
Grasping oblivion
Like a fire that consumes all before it
Avarice is a noose
I will incinerate it
An endless sea of ash spreads out before me
I swim sulfuric waves, ingesting atrophy
My withered lungs breathe in ash ‘till it hurts
I stand on beds of glass, I watch the sun burst
A void painted black, nothing but time is left
Every planet consumed and every star is dead
This universe is a collapsing vein
Nothing to monopolize
Not even ash remains
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I have been down this road
I know where it ends
Disgusted by the known
My contempt breeds within
No longer do I wonder
My sense of awe eclipsed
I cannot take another
wretched day of this
I grasp at light, I suffocate it
I’ve become numb, my life, bromidic
This reclamation, unsubstantiated
There is no pleasure that I have not corrupted
Al risveglio da ogni notte, ci ritroviamo più vuoti: i nostri misteri e le nostre sofferenze si sono dileguati nei nostri sogni. Così, il riposo notturno non soltanto attenua la potenza del nostro pensiero, ma ne smorza persino i segreti più intimi.
I wrap myself in bliss
I’m getting sick from it
Overindulgence
Euphoric necrosis
No longer do I wonder
My sense of awe eclipsed
I cannot take another
wretched day of this
I grasp at light, I suffocate it
I’ve become numb, my life, bromidic
This reclamation, unsubstantiated
There is no pleasure that I have not corrupted
I see the stars, no longer do I weep
This world is conquered, known, complete
We were explorers, we charted seas
We cultivated indifference, we became beasts
I dream no more
My grief consumes
Delight in death, my end, my truth
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4. |
Idiopathic
04:10
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I speak with shadows
Nameless shrouded harbingers
Recounting tales of how my breath was stolen away
Plague doctor’s mask
Sunken eyes, my guiding light
This muffled choir chokes on verses that cause my dismay
Isolate
Reverberate
and Suffocate
I replay these fading memories
Until the slate is blank
Sterilized
Derealized
And demoralized
This flesh is all that’s left
There’s only rot behind these eyes
I lose more every day
An excision takes the pain away
I know that something’s wrong
Tell me why I’m even holding on
I can’t remember what is killing me
It’s name, unfamiliar to my lips
This looming death takes hold and I cannot scream
Each day I’m more easily convinced
Faded asylum
Sun bleached halls with forgotten pasts
I’m just a waning sentiment that time will bury
Your shattered golem
Another extinguished light
A life unfinished is all that I will ever be
Isolate
Reverberate
and Suffocate
I replay these fading memories
Until the slate is blank
Sterilized
Derealized
And demoralized
This flesh is all that’s left
There’s only rot behind these eyes
I lose more every day
An excision takes the pain away
I know that something’s wrong
Tell me why I’m even holding on
Don't pull me from this stupor
I don't want to forget
In dreams I can remember
That I have nothing left
Don't pull me from this stupor
I don't want to forget
In dreams I can remember
That I have nothing left
I can’t remember what is killing me
It’s name, unfamiliar to my lips
This looming death takes hold and I cannot scream
Each day I’m more easily convinced
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5. |
Born Out of a Whim
05:11
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These infinite branches spreading, reaching for eternity
I dream of the end of history and all its memory
I want the total annihilation of this wicked tree
Decomposition spreads throughout the roots of eve
I see you floating in the void
I will not cut the cord
Man’s flesh, a decaying mass with no continuation
It is from her that the first cords emerged
With every woman a new cord came to be
Corpulent tendrils reaching out of seeping crevasses
The horrors of existence sewn with each new seed
These infinite branches spreading, reaching for eternity
I dream of the end of history and all its memory
I want the total annihilation of this wicked tree
Decomposition spreads throughout the roots of eve
I see you floating in the void
I will not cut the cord
Man’s flesh, a decaying mass with no continuation
It is from her that the first cords emerged
With every woman a new cord came to be
Corpulent tendrils reaching out of seeping crevasses
The horrors of existence sewn with each new seed
Understand me! What I dream is not the end of human history
But mankind itself!
No beginning! No end! No memory of this ill-fated mistake
This pleasureless existence
Truly inconceivable, the horrors of humanity
This icon of disease with her navel-less belly
Can you imagine the crimson rain of rotting flesh?
On this void she makes her bed, giving birth to total death
I want the total annihilation of this wicked tree
Decomposition spreads throughout the roots of eve
These infinite branches spreading, reaching for eternity
I dream of the end of history and all its memory
I want the total annihilation of this wicked tree
Decomposition spreads throughout the roots of eve
I see you floating in the void
I will not cut the cord
Man’s flesh, a decaying mass with no continuation
The futility of feigning your significance
I shall not weep as the base starts to fall
These branches shatter reaching towards eternity
Eve’s throat is slashed, her body in death throes
I dream of the end of human history and all its memory
I want annihilation, abolition of any future
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this little death
05:42
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This little death
This insignificant life of mine
Should I have held on as long as I have?
Don’t bring me back
If you’re the one who finds me here
This rot is all that’s left
This flesh is all I ever was
Inject the end
This liquid death replaces me
A toothless mouth will scream
A legless husk will crawl
This endless torment
This fleeting feeling that my pleasures were corrosive
That my despair’s deserving
Replace what you thought I was
With the casket they bury me in
Both equally empty
Destined for the ground
This wound that I become
This gestating flesh
Anguish is its language
Disdain is its script
Write me out of history
Replay these fading memories
Until the tape dissolves
Until the page is blank
I won’t be a stain
On the page that you past is written
I want to be nothing
Unknowable, unseen
I’ve seen men flee from birth
They struggle to forget this capacious void
This place where I belong
This place we all return
No longer will I fear
No longer will I feel this burden of life incomplete
Of self, destitute
This little death
This insignificant life of mine
Should I have held on as long as I have?
Don’t bring me back
If you’re the one who finds me here
This rot is all that’s left
This flesh is all I ever was
Inject the end
This liquid death replaces me
A toothless mouth will scream
A legless husk will crawl
This endless torment
This fleeting feeling that my pleasures were corrosive
That my despair’s deserving
Replace what you thought I was
With the casket they bury me in
Both equally empty
Destined for the ground
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