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Campfire Retribution
01:42
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you failed hard, duties disavowed
you let him drown
if you cared enough just to pay attention
i wouldn't have to hunt you in revenge
this blood curse is mine
lurid affairs i don't care
i just want revenge
suffer my spite
for your negligence
rectified
and motivated by a life cut short
dockside
decapitated my life support
keep it raining down
wash away their crimes
sweep it under dying leaves
retribution for her
Awakened to revenge with no remorse
Awakened to revenge with no remorse
Awakened to revenge with no remorse
Awakened to revenge with no remorse
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2. |
Sam
03:12
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this season never started with an off day
splintered air piercing lungs
a hallowed season awaits
respite to a burdensome repetitive haze
entwined tales memorialize a haunted night
bland existence now a bloody sight
a chill in the air
a hideous bus ride
tainted treats
blood spews
on this Halloween night
diminutive body
solicitous of tradition
nightmare to those who refuse to abide by unspoken law
(shrouded in burlap)
as the light starts to fall back
an idealistic embrace of the past
ends in cohesion and collapse
play it back
like no holiday before it
we try too hard to caress this night
with morbid scars
when the origins glowed
of bright fear and excitement
long lost
now we lift the dead
diminutive body
solicitous of tradition
nightmare to those who refuse to abide by unspoken law
(shrouded in burlap)
we revel in fright
on this Halloween night
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3. |
Overlook
02:56
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visage of trauma
encapsulated by snow and pulsing echoes
menacing tower
home to despicable acts of prolicide
(an existence to imbibe by)
drawn to the ice and the allure of rising flames of comfort
ire of a dry life feigned by despicable thoughts of filicide
(a sick and vengeful pride)
isolation formed a maladaptive defense
a final effort to exist within the
walls of the violent
Rants of an
Egoist
Deranged by
Rage
Unstable and
Murderous
ripping up the page
what choice but to write it over and over again
prison of his will
and perception of a power
that would buckle to my own shining potential
home to connections with a frightening other side
(a sick and vengeful life)
isolation formed a maladaptive defense
a final effort to exist within the
walls of the violent
Rants of an
Egoist
Deranged by
Rage
Unstable and
Murderous
ripping up the page
what choice but to write it over and over again
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4. |
See You Next Wednesday
02:13
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flesh and arteries pop as they rupture
jaws ripping as they intensify the pressure
what a sound it made
stomach fell into my bowels
chest ripped, tight grip
holy shit what a fucking experience
loose lipped my mind slipped
into a riotous and laughable conflict
of two minds
of two bodies
one of privilege and arrogant living
of two minds
of two bodies
the other of disavowed pleasure and feeling
naked in a cage laugh as i rush to
the fantasy of safety in your living room
what a sound you made
stomach emptied on the floor
chest ripped, tight grip
red spit, outer body experience
loose lipped my mind slipped
into a riotous and laughable conflict
of two minds
of two bodies
one of privilege and arrogant living
of two minds
of two bodies
the other of disavowed pleasure and feeling
(don't sleep)
just eat, murder and pillage
retribution for the trauma you permitted to flourish
following a pattern of refusing to own it
intruded on the balance that existed in the village
(don't sleep)
just eat, murder and pillage
retribution for the trauma you permitted to flourish
following a pattern of refusing to own it
intruded on the balance that existed in the village
(don't sleep)
just eat, murder and pillage
retribution for the trauma you permitted to flourish
following a pattern of refusing to own it
intruded on the balance that existed in the village
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5. |
Disembodied
02:23
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innocence as a raging myth
i heard a rising argument
the most powerful resentment
assuming i'm incapable of it
of nightmarish and vulgar displays of the devil
building fear and disdain
as an infernal power takes me
faceless artist watches me as i fall
deeper, faster to a hell
my rage takes me
to a place you're going to want to forget
brutalizing with science
strapped to a diabolic harness
take me
reticence for an aging myth
slumped over and lifeless
by the most powerful malevolence
assuming i'm incapable of it
of nightmarish and vulgar displays of the devil
absorbing fear and disgust
as an infernal power takes me
faceless viewers watching me as i fall
deeper, faster in the night
my faith takes me
eighty feet to an agonizing end
embodiment of the eucharist
i become one with the wind
take me
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6. |
Locks on the Morgue
02:54
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no experiment is a failure
bulging, bleeding eyes scribe the outcome
every moral moment costs me time
time is data and data is life
or at least an approximation thereof
chest compressions, a barbaric procedure
delaying inevitable fate saved only by my syringe
observe postmortem phenomenon
question theories on brain death
hypothesize reanimated flesh
experiment on the recently dead
miskatonic massacre, biomedical sage
unfettered by your morality, blinded by objectivity
unhindered by my brutality
total brain death means nothing to me
prepped the patient with a shovel to the skull
your appointment in my laboratory
this morbid menagerie
hippocratic oath foresworn, this new biology is born
reigniting the dead
your casket is a bag of biohazardous waste
observe cyclopean chimera
question the effects on a living host
hypothesize reanimated flesh
experiment with a disembodied head
miskatonic massacre, biomedical sage
unfettered by your morality, blinded by objectivity
unhindered by my brutality
total brain death means nothing to me
as i walk into the brave new world of frozen potential
you'll find i'm the reason you need locks on the morgue
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7. |
Window Portait
03:11
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earthly forms we take in this unfamiliar world
not a disguise but a metamorphosis
ancient malignance adopts twisted ecology
electric storms echo our ethereal home
hungry appendages penetrate your sanctuary
muscle and sinew, an arrogant child, a bloodstained appetizer
peeling thin-skinned unarmored prey
it is night when we raid
envenomate
arachnomorphic ambush, human eggsac rupturing
spilling progeny as your witch vomits ritualistic savagery
unknown hunger your bodies will never sate
consume flesh earthly maggots will never taste
blistering boiling flesh, cracked bones leak marrow
ignited, now charred skin calcified
a grotesque, withering effigy
fed dislocating invertebrates
it is night when we raid
eviscerate
your son’s brains paint a portrait on the window
your greatest sin was not saving his flesh for us
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8. |
Singaya Party (The Bite)
01:30
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clear the dance floor
crank the volume
tonight's the night that we forget all of our problems
six ingredients to unwind your stress
oppression, failure, debauch, defeat, sorrow and death
her opaque eyes
stare into mine
hypodermic needle splits the septum in twain
amputating welcome party
as death surrounds him
lawnmower blades spin
remove the face
tear the ribs out a hollow chest
amputating welcome party
as death surrounds him
lawnmower blades spin
a soup of pus and emulsified human remains
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9. |
Fowl
03:19
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her ambiguous existence
a blank slate of visible unease
dedicated to a new life of nefarious deed
(self serving outburst, forget what they need)
once a victim to another time
now decrying misogyny and all of their lives
taking flight on a motel migration
(showering her past away, molts to become anew)
hair sticking to the wall
life spiraling with her blood down the drain
turned your back on your life
(demise)
when your back meets their knife
(recoiled in fright)
taxidermy
creates permanence
and i've got a feeling that no one here is innocent
she's harmless as a stuffed bird
taxidermy
creates permanence
and i've got a feeling that no one here is innocent
there is nothing safe
about a cotton filled corpse tonight
once a victim
now eternally scarred
and seasoned in the act of calculated homicide
(just so)
cold and damp like a grave without her
hair sticking to the wall
life spiraling with her blood down the drain
turned your back on his life
(mother)
now her back meets your knife
(exposed in the light)
maternal figure
fostered a psychotic defense
an unconscious effort to deny the acts he committed
he's harmless as a putrid fly
taxidermy
creates permanence
and i've got a feeling that no one here is innocent
there is nothing sane about a bloated, water logged corpse
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10. |
Dinner Conversation
03:13
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it's a ghoulish way to cope
digging up the dead
a manic terrorizing matriarch
fixated on a severed head
it's a family you've grown
idealized in your head
a violent death brings you to your knees
in a flailing, pathetic attempt
a dry and wasted breath
to find a voice who could agree
there's a way of speaking with the dead
while the child surviving in the house that you built
explodes in anxious dread
what a despicable vision
watch as you're now untethering a new life
vicious in a dim light
what a petrifying sight
capable of vile things she would have admired
blankly staring at the prospect
of a nihilistic way of dealing with torment
embracing the glow of violent disinhibition
liberated though headless
there isn't any other way to live
this is it
a prototypical and anxious life
shattered by her severed head
in a family that you've grown
miniaturized in your head
dissociated from your guttural screams
in a gasping and desperate attempt
a dry and wasted breath
to find a voice that could agree
this was just a horrific accident
while a parent terrorizing the house that she built
explodes in manic frenzy
my helplessness is building
watch as i'm now untethering a new life
vicious in a warm light
what a horrifying sight
capable of vile things she would have admired
blankly staring at the prospect
of a nihilistic way of dealing with torment
embracing the glow of moral depravity
liberated though desolate
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