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Bliss Of Impermanence
05:15
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We observe as hubris inheres
In attempts to shun the mundane
Almost none could welcome these fears
Of inhaling the entropy's bane
Easy to follow, those simple words conceal
Aeons in boundless ravenous void
Would inner fright of being erased feel
Better than bliss of being destroyed?
Impermanent
Left to belong
Impermanent
Learned to surpass
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Defossion Transcendence
04:13
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Denied, hallowed they are
Those ways that lead to obscure
Not there, yet nowhere this far
Unearthing the essence
Of pure
So frail, this flesh can't adhere
To tasteless scorn absolute
In humid darkness I hear
How eyeless worms slowly gnaw
Thin wood
Writhe in solipsistic grin, while
Grave wax runs through veins of Earth
Dire convulsions merely defile
All the burdens to subvert
Bones gave marrow to the grounded
Bloody seed that had to rise
Letting liberties unbounded
Utterly antagonize
Wither
In aether
Nowhither gets this descent
Fractured
Enraptured
Recaptured to augment
Ravage
Endamage
No passage to reminisce
Intorsion
Devotion
Defossion results in bliss
Ceased to indwell
Shrouded with grime
I overcome
This putrid shell
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3. |
Malevolence Supreme
03:55
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Where a difference means just few at sacrifice,
Loud curse is never a straight threat
Red extender runs from open slice,
A dilution for the ocean of hatred
In a spastic twitch dull dagger cuts bulging throats,
Stream of filth has no cessation
Simple order written down connotes
Price, so humble for eternal damnation
Where extracted lungs still gasp for evading air,
Sulfur fumes on plate of old balance,
Broken skull skews in a hateful stare,
While death yells are slowly filling the chalice
Lives exude off every open pore,
Sigil basks in both fresh and rotten
As for hunt as urge of carnivore,
Greatest evil has no definite bottom
Just. Die. Here and now.
Just. Die. Leave all hope.
Just. Die. In the name of none.
Just. Die. At the verge of nothing.
Just. Die. As a pile of meat.
Just. Die. With no single trace.
Just.Die.
Figures contort without a meaning
Sacred words fell into the perfect cradle
Just. Die. With no single trace.
Just. Die. As a pile of meat.
Just. Die. At the verge of nothing.
Just. Die. In the name of none.
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Quiescence In Throes
04:41
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The great expected hereafter desired to intervene
Enlightened with pretentious master, benighted in a seamless sin,
In rapture and misapprehension they pray divinities of deaf
Since agony brings no redemption, thus mouths
They will not have
Plucking nails off grinning icons
Trampling on extincting scions
Fear drives to stillborn future
Nothing but despair
In a tale that gallows tress tells
Scattered shards of broken vessels
Find all the existent notions
Easy to forswear
Lacerate, extirpate, castigate and hate
Thoroughly disintegrate and further recreate
Follow evanescent semblance cast in petrified remembrance
As a reason to extinguish, tear and persecute
Stars in firmamental harbors witness myriads of martyrs
Left to finally abandon tattered carnal suit
For all times, a single concurrence
For no guilt yet full retribution
Boundless cell and endless durance
Ceaseless hell in baleful delusion of
Rebirth
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The Fulcrum
04:21
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Peal,
The chill of ablation
When crumbling rocks
Nourish the doom
Still
No space or occasion
For everything grown
Of getting abloom
Structure of matter
Bereft of lasting mainstay
Points of distortion
Expand to fields of decay
Leaving molecular dust
Around
Luminaries
Vainly align
Universe force lines
Run out of scale
Derelict nature
Attempts to assign
New pivot of all things
But to no avail
Ages to nothing
Futures to nothing
Balance to nothing
Being to nothing
Decomposition
Deconvolution
Dilapidation
Disintegration
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Tomb Ore
06:24
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This skin is to melt away
These bones are to macerate
These tissues overlay
These memories have no weight
No sense, nor trait
Yet source for impending
State transition from fleshbag to dirt
Scars of passage on the face of earth
Foam of loss solidifies as soil
Maggots swirl in loathsome lace that's never
To uncoil
Trash resources, aimless curses
Feasting on the bulk of rot
Transmutation reinforces
Reins of universe afloat
Tomb is built atop a tomb
All accruing filth it takes in once
Shred of fear to enhance
The fragrance of obscene advance
Distillation of the lost, exsiccation of the vile
This is where The Great Work is to be done
Congelation of constraints, chrysopoeia from remains
Dressing of the buried lives gives demanded rise
Poisoned tomb ore nourished humankind as dull eras pass
Sun of Dead weds Sun of Blind in cintrinitas
Gyre of death is what feeble minds barely comprehend
Pestilential gold will be valued high till the very end
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The Imago Paradigm
06:02
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A filth to be born
A failure to grow
A misery to live
Through
Absent features crumble down the face
Wretched figures wither in the rot
Vainly wasting bitter dusty air,
Senseless larvae ready to transform
From the rot
To transform
From twisted nymph to shining pinnacle
Frail harmony under the carapace of rigor
Famished chasm bursts in a yawn at descending
Bipedal mayflies that swarm at fields of limbo
Last endless years
In helpless chrysalis
Of ruined flesh suit
Craving for hatch
Have one seen anything brighter
Than burst of posthumous light
Right through ripen carnal blight?..
A sullen paradox of inevitable blooming
Mocking neoteny in vain expectations
The end of cycle only gives desired
Perfect form not besmirched with life
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Taphotaxis
04:59
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Once a wide triumph in a flash becomes trial
Leaves worn hope dissolving in deceit
Venom leaks freely from the wounds of spirit
Makes soil choke on coffins full of meat
Trodden tongues of hypocrites
Matricide that one commits
Hands that reach you from the pits
To deprave
Vain attempts come all to nought:
Neither bliss, nor tragic lot
Just a hindrance down the road
To the grave
Once a swarm unceasing throws into the jaded reason
Pictures of immense repulsive honeycomb
Children of the seeds sown carve on tombstone
Memories were kept to fade in monochrome
Mindless gaze of ruminants
Patricide that never ends
Chains that pierce all your defense
To enslave
Yawns distort in hateful oath
When years mangle and erode
Corpses crawling down the road
To the grave
For sake of none
To find sense
In motion of the being
To writhe in dread
Before the imminence
To blind the others
Whose bodies feed the red abyss
Ineptitude
Decrepitude
Flaccidity
In horror vacui
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