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The Hand from the Grave
03:40
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My fingers wax in this pale and criminal moon
to yawn and stretch before the infinite once more
I come bearing strange words:
only where there are graves are there resurrections
so now I must swallow the sword of reality
and gaze upon an evil moon
for I am from beyond time and space
a remnant of your whispered dreams
And all those living would oppose me
Those in death are free
For I had felt the great sadness
And I was weary of my works
But when I was swallowed by the depths
I then weighed the whole world for justice
And in my dreams it was revealed thus:
What matters happiness?
I must strive for the way
Before my blood turns into honey
And so now I hear a cold voice calling me
And do the wind and moon hear mine?
But then so at the time chosen:
We must rise up from the ground!
And stake the mightiest claim:
To be so blatantly existent!
The soul illuminated-
Or exposed under an unholy gaze
For I am begging for your forgiveness
While the veins of power are flowing through thee
And the dead are holding their communion
They speak to me through a silver veil:
They cry “time is an illusion!”
So now behold the living lightning!
'Ere a dark sun is rising
On you foul masters of the earth
For I am from beyond the grave
A revenant of your twisted dreams
And all those living would oppose me
All that is must be
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Swarm of Bees
03:11
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The mob is crying out in one voice:
Behold, I am virtue!
And black clouds are gathering ominously above me
What is my simplicity to their multiplicity?
They are the coven of spiders!
And I have been least heard by the most learned
I am a child of my time!
But I am still timeless for the combat’s calling
For the decadence and offense–at what now?
And do you not have any sense of shame?
But I say with tender devotion:
I will not run away!
And if the infinite melody is following me closely:
The great opera of redemption
That I may tell not you the secret
It would drive you to madness
For you are doomed to ever ask
And doomed to never know
I grip the wheel of fate in my teeth
As the swarm of bees is close behind me
And I am driving myself faster and faster into the abyss!
I am redeemed before the mob
When the philosophy of decadence
Gives back to me, the artist of decadence:
Myself!
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Bad Castle
06:44
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Life slipping by in feverish haze
Life too short to count the days
When all is one and one is none
I could not find the way
And then it was gone
And lost in a mountain of pain
Drowning in the green ocean
Clutching at a fleeting birdy
But where have my friends gone?
And who are these people?
Get the fuck outta my house!
You are disturbing immortality!
And I am painting my friends in the nude
While I am painting myself in the dark
And like a king up on his throne of trash
The worst of us all really mean something
As the disappearance of memory...
Or when dreams die while dreaming
For I’ve come from the land of shadow
Who does not sleep but with one eye open
I have been surveying the shade of being
And who the hell are you?
I’m lost within the timeless place
Where the way was shut to prying eyes
I can’t see my hands -- I can’t see my face
I have disfigured the mirror of the mind
So look!
Open the door to the real
So that you can begin to appreciate
Open the door to reality
So that you may love again
And with your power ever-failing like the waning moon
To reach naught but through the door
The prisoner is hanging there
And swinging softly back and forth
I’m preaching to you heathen scum:
To take up arms against yourself!
The phantoms of your lifes all spent
Will return to haunt your dreams
For terrors sheer and meager means
There is only one solution
Party’s over motherfuckers
Get to work and leave me be!
For I will see you in death
I will spit on your grave
I will destroy the universe
For the villainy that we are
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Marasmos
03:28
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The nightmares are back calling again
Have you seen the red eye scanner?
Or the men who would take you away
To darker places
For I am withering away
And I have seen the ending of the world
In my dreams, where all is revealed
If they could only be so cruel
And make sure they know that it was us
This misanthropocenic dream
When life was just a passing cloud
And a light rain falls on a dark day’s end
Straight off to hell the horse and man ride together
And I have seen the setting of twin suns
To watch them swing away into infernal abyss
And away it all fades!
Like fire into the memory of man
For I am withering away
But it is my wish to do so
Because it’s so god-damned easy
It’s just so easy to say “it’s alright”
But maybe to my children I would make the amends
For the person I was!
And to all of the future, for this present time
For I am the most important beast on earth
I am the breath that breathes the golden rain
And the heart of the earth is golden as well
Am I its ghost or its shadow?
I am that which was dreamt
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5. |
The Meat
04:57
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Even my dreams are shedding tears
As I grope down time and time again
Into the horrifying darkness
Where terror tears are streaming
And my lungs are on fire
While the heart is a violent machine
For the hour after hour
And it will end at the beginning
But where is the beginning in a circle?
It begins in the center
And death travels in a spiral
On a flaming ship abandoned
For recklessly we are plunging
Does it not arouse you?
For I have come to tell you about it:
The decline and fall of everything
I said I have come to tell you about it:
The maw!
For I have had a vision
And I am become compromised
The object is so close
Just reach out and take it
Step over the fiery gulf
And into another world
For the power of the hand
Forms the holy red fist
And the power of the mind
Would send you far away
It’s the power of the heart
That would have your bones broken
It’s the power of the will
and it’s all you ever had
So just shut your eyes
And place your ear to the ground
There is an evil awakening
What’s that cursed sound there?
Do you hear the thundering of the wheels?
Those are the red cows rolling!
Every minute of the day
Every minute of the year
You can hear the water gurgling
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The Saboteur
03:27
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For all the idiot mouths that’d slip on a name:
The fear is now within me again
I’m dreamin’ bad
Why me? Well, it’s simple…
It’s the stupidity of the age!
And this pit in my stomach could swallow the world whole
While my vision sees what it wants to:
A tunnel through the air!
The darkness, despairing of coward’s blood
Or the first man dying violently
There’s a gurgling in the throat
But they aren’t words
They’re more like “feelings”
As we squander with soaring glee
What is given freely
You are the squanderer with one thousand hands
You shit the waste of ten thousand men
That is no sacrifice
And this is no freedom
But as the sheep were eating my crown of leaves
They stopped and said to me
“You are not an artist”
And so beside my ruined house I wept
For I would have perished alone
But to the sheep I was no more
No longer an artiste! Hark!
So now I have left that house, and slammed the door behind me
For I had sat hungry at their table for far too long
Begging for their forgiveness
And as I return to you now
The “land of culture”
And you people baked out of colors
And scraps of paper glued together
Well, everything about me is a lie
But that I am breaking apart!
This, my friends, is genuine
And I call such a descent “beauteous”
For I had flown too far into the future
Where the horror seized me!
And I have returned crawling to you now
Bearing the words of dread:
It all deserves to perish!
We are just pictures of all that has come before
We are the non-believers beating hollow chests
We are but leeches to the great ones
And you would sabotage it all
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Son of the Pig
03:35
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A finger is beckoning through the door
This feeling is overwhelming
It’s the shadow of a cold cruel hand
Then the shadow falls upon your feet
And I laughed at grief
But that too is a poison
Thus I would speak to cowards:
The unbeliever always lies
And the liar is the only one who sees
And out of his mask the scorpion crawl
Anything else is an accident of mercy
Anything other is fate
And the will to love
is the will to die
And reaching deep into boughs of fury
A blinding light spoke to me and whispered hence:
You will scream “I love to hate”
For all that lives, obeys
You will kneel before the world
Since all that lives, obeys
And what does it even matter
When all that lives, obeys
Power treads on crooked paths
And all that lives, obeys
And I begged and begged and begged and begged
To the lords of our misrule
The great titans loom over us
And have deemed reality unworthy
You will learn when you’re dead (once more)
You will learn when you’re dead:
That the burden that has crushed your dreams
Is the servant in the master’s plan!
But how the horror seizes one
And it’s different for everybody
And how the horror relishes in it
The differences of everybody
And we have nothing to win
And everything to lose
And it’s a morbid day indeed
When the blinding light rains down upon you
You will die before the end
Since all that lives, obeys
Be that which overcomes itself
For all that lives, obeys
The creator is destroyer first
Since all that lives, obeys
It’s as if they’re afraid of him
For all that lives, obeys
You will scream “I love to hate”
And all that lives, obeys
You will kneel before the world
And all that lives, obeys
And what does it even matter
When all that lives, obeys
Power treads on crooked paths
Since all that lives, obeys
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8. |
Dos i Dos
06:14
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Well, the drunk was rambly walking again
After he gave his eyes to a woman
It was a terrible shambling - a zombie!
But for his vanity and some magick
And the bread and the games calleth
There he died a vulgar death
To go beyond those pale far-off gates
Beyond the swords of fire
And his seeds of doom then were sewed
Beneath a maze of trees
The edge of the world was nearer now
It was a rejection of a higher harmony
When there’s a solidarity in sin
The price for eternity!
But this obeys a truth not of this world
Look! The other serpent is coiling around me
And from beyond time and space
From beneath the piles of skulls
From behind the mirror of the mind
Comes the creature of the ages
And he looks out with his eye
At fawning seas
Of a dawning future
A rose-red stillness
Unclouded silence
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9. |
Spit Roast
02:52
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So I was lounging by the fountain of youth one day
When a sudden metamorphosis overtook me
A giant slug appeared in stark visions
Part of a ghostly ensemble
I saw the beasts of war needed gathering
But my skin had become a living armor
My foul group then banded together
To seek out the storms of our charter
And we wrought cursed scrolls
and evil hymns
Ritual dark - diabolics!
Verdant death and Innocent bloods
Mind controllers, Mind destroyers
Infernal world - Plague 2020!
A renewed faith, and the gods of plenty
With sharpened teeth and Infinite greed
A thousand lashes, a thousand stings
And the burning wish for a path through exile
Then a true shattering spree - ten hands of cruelty!
Searing blood screams: the dogs of war!
Smothering dreams... and the dread return
And when they tie you to a stake
You will know then what is justice
As strange fires curl your hair
You will know then what is beauty
And as you perish send one last curse
So the spirit of revenge ever walks the earth!
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Blasphemy of all Mankind
09:05
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The time has finally come to tell you the truth:
I hate you all
But not untoward
As I was the chosen one
Amidst the chosen time
When I worshipped at the altar of death
Thus all mine art is made in darkness
And the maw of my creation sniffs
The holy fanged fear
It’s a sheer icicle in my heart
When I think about the day that has to come
This is nothing more
And nothing less than
Blasphemy
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