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Forgetting
05:03
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Pain is the pact of humanity
Embodiment of the impulse to sustain
Anatomy's fragile cage
But the burden of memory
Eternally re-entrains the fractured form
‘Til it breaks
Wait, this is happening currently
A suffering that will render obsolete
All living things in its wake
In the grip of insanity
Impersonal and incomprehensible
This is fate
Trauma worsens in the skull
Shut down senses, syncope
Nervous system will signal
'Future ego, forget me'
Slave to the will of heredity
An adamant and primordial demand
It shackles me like a chain
But the sound of it shattering
Fades suddenly into sacred nothingness
I am free
Trauma worsens in the skull
Shut down senses, syncope
Nervous system will signal
'Future ego, forget me'
I won’t remember this
Embracing the abyss
Pain the mind will forget, like a failsafe opiate
Pain the mind will forget
Consecrated by this agony
Pain the mind will forget, like a failsafe opiate
Pain the mind will forget
Like a holy fire in deeply dreaming space
Everything will be erased
The divine is inhuman and empty
Cauterized and dead-ending
I won’t remember this
Embracing the abyss
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Dopesick Flannel Man
01:28
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Defects bleeding
Wretched fever dreams awake, meaning nothing
Ego-dystonic survival reflex fading
And as the levees start to break
Now I’m drowning under decrepit silence
Born by accident
A brain disease that’s self-aware
An empty sacrament, to somber fall
And last recall: consciousness is nature’s nightmare
Defects bleeding
Wretched fever dreams awake, meaning nothing
Ego-dystonic survival reflex fading
And as the levees start to break
Now I’m drowning under decrepit silence
All atrophy predictable
When nature is overgrown
All life is incompatible
Born crumbling to the bone
All options unacceptable
All outcomes interchangeable
Only way out unthinkable
Or is it so?
A brain disease that’s self-aware
Disintegrates into despair
Deep undersea the dead declare
(Hope’s the virtue of a slave)
And consciousness is nature’s nightmare
Atrophy repeats history
Pull me out, white of the eyes and the dark within
Put me down, consciousness is nature’s nightmare
Pull me out, white of the eyes and the dark within
Put me down, consciousness is nature’s nightmare
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Wittgenstein on Ecstasy
02:32
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5. |
The Palimpsest
05:37
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Led to their fountainhead
Knees weak with sickness
Fearful, plague-stricken generation
Beneath the water’s finest shine
Reflects the idol of mankind
Thirsting pursuit of unity
Instead must wade through a sunken sea
Struggling! Struggling! Struggling through a sea…
...Of shit! All the masses scream in a din
Of delusion, fomenting a foul mush
That would all but make Narcissus blush
Their sight blinded by the softness of night
Neverending comfort quest of cliches
Counterfeit the bill, until it pays
All books torn apart and drowned in the muck
Set aside in favor of one
Overwritten tome which beckons to the mob
On stage, underneath the moon, there is a black page
Bleeding ink into the desolate old shoal
Congregate them all, its tale be told
'Nubile frame, silhouetted by a mushroom cloud
Iron gall, suffocating me beneath its shroud
Marble gods, sculpture sublimated by disdain
Round the wreck, boundless nothingness beside remains'
This crazed proclamation sows a frenzy
Sacrifice archetypes at its behest
Inspiration strikes you dead with all the rest
On shore, struggling, struggling is no more
All the washed up corpses and their debris
Ever lay and decay back to the sea
Beneath the water’s finest shine
Reflects the idol of mankind
Thirsting pursuit of unity
Instead must wade through a sunken sea
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New Rome
02:04
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Crenellated Eye
07:03
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(Devoured by waves of infinite detail
Medicated to the gills
Before information entropy prevails
Thirty-thousand bitter pills)
Drape the eyes with cobwebs
And contemplate the mess behind them
When breakdown of language
Can’t comprehend the depth of damage
Devoured by waves of infinite detail
Medicated to the gills
Before information entropy prevails
Thirty-thousand bitter pills
Want not for condolence
Confounded thoughts cannot decode this
Pulled into the triad
Impossible to live inside it
Observation blind
Anaesthetic sigh
Crenellated eye
A contradiction, neatly subverted
Within your grasp
The perfect answer to all your problems
Until it’s not
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Visceral Defects
04:25
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Nature is immersed in obscene overgrowth
Animate overflow, as above, so below
Endosymbionts of an unthinking beast
Eat an unfeeling feast, until they’re released
You are akin to the beings within you
That idly compose bile, blood, bone and sinew
With visceral longing as why life continues
Despite the way we ruminate upon ourselves
Everything you have can be taken away
Like a puppet of clay, held together with tape
Slow disorder comes in an unending stream
Like an unfinished dream, come apart at the seams
Violence elapsed under our lifespan
Tearing apart whether cells or man
You are akin to the beings within you
That idly compose bile, blood, bone and sinew
With visceral longing as why life continues
Is there no way to transcend replacement?
...blood’s long memory of guts
full of gasoline run into my...
You are akin to all that’s within
The sum of your parts, condemned from the start
...blood’s long memory of guts
full of gasoline run into my...
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