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Unrest
00:42
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Daughters of Depravity
03:37
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Wicked women
Subjects of suffering
Cursed to madness by the hands of maniacal men
God was never listening
In the days of exploit and misery
Clouding cruelty with clergymen
Wealthy swine, caressing their crotches with pardons
Scarred and shunned, every cut she makes is freedom
Dismemberment of the disorderly
Generations of gentrified gluttons
A discarding of the flesh they’ve tainted
She is the nausea in their stomachs
Hers is the hell in which they burn
A new scar for every abuse
A new head to fit her noose
Why would it be that something so pathetic should exist?
How could it be that men so weak could ever be allowed to exist?
Why can’t a god take back this filth he allowed to live?
Why would it be, that men so guilty should be given the right to breathe?
Insecure incelibates
Take every inch of the consequence
Fuck what your fiction told you;
Castrated coward, food to the worms
Fuck your inherited delusions;
Brainless, wasted sperm
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Nulified Intellect
03:49
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You find amusement in decaying
Dissociating is the latest trend
Dig a hole to put yourself in another's aesthetic
Wearing rotten flesh like a cosmetic
A black-tar roadway to zombification
A psychological train wreck
Bathing in urine confused for gold
Sewage running through your veins
Aren't you just fucking magic?
Turning profit off of garbage
Deteriorate everything around you
Until it matches the filth that you live on
Lovely loathing
Precious poisons
Dissolve to fit the needle
Caressing a White Lady
You are what you consume;
How does it taste?
A shameful flavor
From high to low
Degraded from head to toe
1,000 marks for one simple feeling
Starve yourself to feed a fever
Poison yourself to prolong a disease
You've married addiction
Your whole life built upon a pit of needles
Rusted blood
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Priests of Deceit
03:41
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Fabrication
Dogma Dystopia
Enforced invictus
Engorging victims
Remembered for Retrogression
A ruse on rationale
Reinventing indoctrinations
Writing in a societal relapse
Executive execution;
Swallow and smile, you begged for this
Campaign on chaos
Build thrones on broken bones
We are for the devolution
Exile and exploit
Cry for corruption
Die for deduction
Destined to disease
Fascist prisons we’ll never leave
Voting in favor of nefarious behaviors
Smell-feast yaldsons taking office
Zoilist lubberworts of a dorbel cult
Rape and vermin; Priest and sermon
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5. |
Prenatal Evasion
03:04
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I never asked for life
Forced into formation; I live like a parasite until I sprout from within you
An unwanted burden; you curse me before you even know that I am living
Every moment spent vomiting and crying, each tear burns like ashes of your cigarettes
This was never planned
A chalk outline paints the silhouette of your lover
My birth would be ruination
Like an antichrist; a mass of gloom
I cherish the taste
I smile at your alcoholic ways
I know I am unwanted
A foreboding burden
Doomed to a premature grave
I cherish my prenatal tomb
Impasse; this place will never be so (vacant)
Callous; this space has never been so (vacant)
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6. |
Barbwire Halo
04:22
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My life is mine to take
Exhilaration in asphyxiation
A charismatic crucifixion
My body is mine to abuse
My fetishes are mine to choose
My blood is mine to lose
Orgasmic persuasion of the noose
The only difference between life and death is air moving through these lungs
Halo around the neck
Sprouting my angel wings
Ascending via strangulation
Choke until you kiss the gates of heaven
The only separation of life and death is the rope from which I’m hung
This is my neck to hang
My world to estrange
Adorning apathy
Aesthetic astringency;
Nothing warmer than impressions
This is my grave to make
No difference in pleasure and pain
The only distinction between life and death is where and how it ends
I don’t give a shit where my soul goes
I don’t care who sees, I don’t care who knows
I just want one last cum before I go to hell
Christ in the bedroom
Hanging by the very last thread
Saliva and tears; a lubrication
Indulging in self-destruction
Yes, I will die
Fulfill a forensic nightmare
But I will die with my passions
As you live only with your restraints
There’s no return from this height
Built my cross in razor wire
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Driver
03:22
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Paint your mind with foreign sight
I hold it under water, but I’m the only thing that drowns
Something’s there; Illegible, yet so familiar
Why must I share its fluid?
Why can’t memory stop repeating you?
Spending nights flirting and fighting with suicide
I’ve cut away at everywhere you touched
I wrote you a letter in myself
You responded as well
Knives and needles, x’s and o’s
Hands on each other’s throats
A nurtured obsession; Everything smells like you
You’re a ghost in everyone’s body
I only see you
I only taste you
I only smell you
Take her away
Ms. Melancholic Sadist Razor Queen;
Why can’t you fade away from my dreams?
I see myself in your blood
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8. |
White Washer
03:39
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Perceive skin; ignore humanity
Your mind looks in one direction
Oppress and possess
Prolong a worn out delusion
One meaning to you
Pitifully inexcused
Burn away all other shades
Burn away, in some deity’s name
Proud of what? Standing for why?
Amen, amen;
Us and them
Tell yourself these white wash lies
Perceive only through privileged eyes
I’m an alt-right, miserable yuppie with no future and a childish attitude over my failed marriage. I have a gun, I have pride, I have the privilege of local authorities on my snow-white, paranoid side! I sweat nervously and profusely whenever people of color are present, and I mutter racial slurs under my breath when I’m stuck in traffic on my way to the grocery store; I think I have a valid fucking opinion!
Neo-nazi, spineless swine
False as your self-proclaimed “rights”
Worthless meat underneath
Parading with leather-stained tongues
Mounds of meat, we will always be
White-washed till we can’t see
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9. |
Resent Me
04:18
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Hateful love
Tainted skin
Learn to affectionately resent
Deep wound intimacy
I hate the way I can’t resist
It’s on tonight, turned on in spite
Sicken me to white, bathe me in your excrement
I don’t care how it feels
Destroy you one last time
Scar tissue on velvet lips
Your nails burrow in me like stakes in soil
Cathartic catastrophe
Hearing your sounds makes my blood boil
The shackles unhinged;
The keys in your hand;
Free realm to dare;
Now let me the fuck in
A kamikaze for two
Never been deeper in you
Trace our names in each other
Flesh now a map of one another’s mistakes
Fucking to forget; Healing through regret
Shatter what’s left of our spirit
Indulge in mutual hate
I can feel the life leaving our bodies at last
I can finally feel something at last
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10. |
An Act of Regicide
03:23
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Maybe I need this
But what would you know of it?
Make something else endure what I’ve felt inside all of my life
Granted freedom of the gods; Mighty and manic; If we are to make life, we are to end it
I could be your Jesus; A “savior” of interpretation
I could make you believe it; Sometimes the answer is unorthodox
I can help you see it; The why’s of men in primal form
I can make you feel it; Adrenaline so vain and volatile
I can help you feel it
I can help you see it
I can help you live it
I can help you die
Society burns with a simmer
Life has no cycle without death
Regicide is retribution
Hostility lives on
Singing over your screams;
My face the last that you see;
Does my smile look pretty now?
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I am invincible
I am everywhere
I am forever
I am wanted nowhere
Eyes full of dumpster fires
Resemblance of a one-man war
I tread the way of a wrecking ball
Nothing is ever safe
Like a bull permanently seeing red; Resentment towards everything
I hate that you live
I love that I can make you feel pain
What is news if it doesn’t entertain?
What is a sensation without tragedy?
Viral vitriol; Enigma epidemic
Embrace my nightmare; Understand me
I’ll move heaven and hell to get to you
Pleasure and passion found in your fear and pain
I can see you; You can’t leave me
I can hurt you; You can’t avoid me
I’ll carry you to new places, just take my hands
My hate like affection, stab like a warm embrace
Maimed flesh like roses; Gunshots like a kiss to your face
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Dismantle The Architect Richmond, Virginia
Richmond Virginia Death Metal with a twist.
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