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Leave Them Scars
09:28
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Decimate the legions
Foes of today
Kinsmen of the past
Destined for spiritual blindness
Triumphant in
Destitute glory
Trumpets blaze a porous path
Stricken warriors of wooden promises
Become the separated
Of limb and mind
Beyond space and time
Leave them scars
It’s who you are
Leave them scars
A corrosive star
Leave them scars
Imperial in denial
Leave them scars
Royal blood trial
Leave them scars
Formidable while fasting
Leave them scars
The Great Not To Be Named
Who stands the pass?
Make yourself known
All bolster and bravado
On the surface deadlier than atonement
Leave them scars
Worn as a headdress
Innocence bears witness to
Savagery among the enemies
Dignity and shame
Skillfully battle over your conscience
Respect, loyalty
Family earned by your very existence
Victory, dominance
Capably attained through your persistence
Magnum Innominandum
Magnum Innominandum
Magnum Innominandum
Initiate, few know hesitation
And the impulse to live by duty and choice
Necrotic skin hardened by the flames of conviction
Take them all down by the head
Damned through clean dismemberment
Celebrations that defecate on the hordes of dead
Leave them scars
Impregnable citadel walls
Leave them scars
Of sky-high bones
Leave them scars
Mountain peaks pale in height
Leave them scars
Façade towers the sun
Leave them scars
Statues of tainted worship
Leave them scars
Crumbles in truth
A festive dance of
Percussive persuasions
Decries the dismantling
Of eternal winter rule…
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In the land of the craven
Supremely lacking valor
Afraid to verbalize
Secure and safe in the coward’s den
A face of a lion
But deer of heart
Stoic by nature
Recreant at birth…birth
Recreant at birth
Scurry x2
Coward x2
Scurry x2
Coward x4
Sure as the rain and the coming storm
Petals from a rose eventually wither to black
Subsist in sorrow
Others must be the ones to pay
In your maniacal carnival
This show goes down by your standards alone
Pathetic, weak of mind
Missin’ too much to list
Behind the curtain, nervous
Unbelievably empowered…a bit
Empowered
Sure as the tides rise and the moon eclipses
Petals from a rose eventually wither to black
Wither to black
Animal gone wrong
Animal long gone
Inept misfit
Social cripple
Pitiless
Damn inglorious
Sick as fuck
Gunning anywhere
Speak not their names
Nor their family line
Bury them deep in the confines of history
Scurry x2
Coward x2
Scurry x2
Coward x2
Sure as absolute judgment besets you
Petals from a rose eventually wither to black
Be assured that your end day becomes you
Petals from a rose always wither to black
To black
Wither to black
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3. |
Yet Ye See Them Not
08:13
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The curious village holds many a secret
The poor know no better
They await the horror
The outsiders say that it’s the only way
Huddle in the warmth of their ruins
The goat boy is born of filth
Summoning ancient beings
(Yog-Sothoth)
Bastard child spits liar’s venom
His growth’s nothing short of abnormal
(Yog-Sothoth)
Cloven hooves impede quickness
The abomination cries utter sickness
(Yog-Sothoth)
Ghoulish traditions are sinister rites
The lurker lies in wait to escape
Refrain from resisting
This abhorrent monstrosity
Allow them no disturbance
Invite their meaningful chanting
Succumb to their invoking
Give yourself without prejudice
Yet ye see them
Yet ye see them not (x4)
As silent as the grave
The old ones are un-dimensioned
The fetid ancient things
Their hands are at your throat
Yet ye see them
Yet ye see them not (x4)
Thievery under a night’s shade
The book that none shall read
They are aware of this evil
Degenerate inhuman
The canine disturbs the master plan
Uncloaking otherworldly creatures
The menace no longer breathes our air
Nor stinks a trace
Nor claims disgrace
Wiped of its polluted treachery
…And so we three from Arkham make the trek to the isolated and damned village in and amongst the rolling hills and rumbling mountains.
We come to spare its people from the invisible, nameless enormity
(Yog-Sothoth)
As grotesque and dreadful this abnormality is, we must bond together in order to send it back to the beyond where it belongs.
Otherwise we have failed these doomed souls.
The alter rises like a king’s crown
Atop the summit’s reach
We swore to defeat the ghastly fiend
Our sermons, it shall never breach
Yet ye see them
Yet ye see them not (x4)
Venerable hymns commence
Dins that can make your ears bleed
The lifeless whippoorwills
No longer calls out to the dead
Dense foliage wilts abruptly
As it passes back to its netherworld
It can never exist again
Can never exist again
Can never exist again
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4. |
Souvenir Gardens
11:39
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They circle the monument, the last standing reminder
Heads are hung low, somehow motionless and undone
Etching effigies of smoking odes out of cinder
Why the strange gathering of the righteous and unjust?
In the garden of souvenirs
Where the dead lie like blankets
One after another in succession
Row after row
Delicately lined side by side
Blending perfectly
As though they were abusive little homes
In a silent subdivision
A dreary town
Any town
Anywhere
Come into my garden of souvenirs
Where my friends are deader than dirt
And dirtier than the dead
Where the tombstones
Give shade to the quiet ones
And the trees above them
Cry out to the sun
Give them life through memories
As the buried weave their tales
The whispers on the horizon
Suggests a breath of stale air
Deeply…
Once…
An offer to steal its effervescence
And embrace its stench of misery
A stillness that only thaw knows
As uplifting as skepticism
And downtrodden as certainty
Any year young
To solemnly inhabit
This grave dwelling
Below the roots
Feeds insects our flesh
Cuisine of our Gods
So, welcome to my garden of souvenirs
Come one, come all
In the common spirit of things
We all convene
In remembrance of the gardens we’re always forgotten in
In remembrance of the gardens we’re always forgotten in
Come into my garden of souvenirs
Where my friends are deader than dirt
And dirtier than the dead
Where the tombstones
Give shade to the quiet ones
And the trees above them
Cry out to the sun
Give them life through sanctity
Casting doubt within the shadows
Much larger than the deprived crypt
Crushing weight of mother earth
Punishes rotten boxes of despair
Deep in your stony lair
Deep in your stony lair
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5. |
Bedsores To The Bone
06:13
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Lady doom of eternal night
She comes to greet me
My family, painfully obsolete
They come to patronize me
Good little bees a buzzin’ wholesome
Fixing my golden honey combed hair
Such a queen like affair
Phantoms blow a breeze enough to freeze
Lift scorching fevers above the crimson sheets
Confront a grim grin to a smile
Extremely far from near and near a mile
Heavy set eyes
Nothing to epitomize
Spine as stiff as stone
Bedsores to the bone
Cancerous fucking breed
From my pores I bleed
From my pores I bleed
Bedsores to the bone
Paper thin devoid of any glow
Bedsores to the bone
I fear the dark
I fear the dark
Longing for the grand departure
A well planned great escape
Sunken into pillows, fluffed just right
Ninety pounds into the grave
Sulking around by the hour
And the hour into days
And the days into eternity
Won’t you sit by my bed one last time?
My death mask is imprinted like a foreign tattoo unknown to me until now
It’s permanent and encouraged; the pain dissipates from my fleshy shell
Come forth to me
The skeptical parade of the lost
Marches to the beat of them dyin’ hearts
Slows to a crawl like a southern drawl
The distant passage awaits my arrival
Just outside the halls by my room
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Quietly whispering my name from the corridor…Mabel
Glimpse at the nauseating collection of do-gooders and bed wetters
The costumed caravan bears masks of resentment
It holds a place of council
A place of worship, a place to rest
Yet I find no need to follow
No need to follow
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Come forth bearing disease
A lifetime’s worth given surreptitiously
Clandestine disguise only hides so much
Cover your eyes and preach it as such
Walk with me through fire and soil
Render the pure to burn and spoil
Amass torment with signature bliss
Bountiful comprehensions are hardly amiss
Hammered the message home
Pound it into clay
Scoff at the decadent amounts of decay
Well then, sing the blues my son
The aural spectrums are beckoning
Help garner thoughts of deception
Fool’s contempt for those who are in the know
Regrettably, although you stand in defiance
Calm, collected and strokin’ the ego
Behind that cast iron façade
Lies a weakened, lonely boy
An infant toy
So far gone and longing to return
To a distant level of maturity
A heightened sense only just begins to spurn
Amass torment with signature bliss
Bountiful comprehensions are hardly amiss
Hammered the message home
Pound it into clay
Scoff at the decadent amounts of decay
Well then, sing the blues my son
The aural spectrums are beckoning
Help garner thoughts of deception
Fool’s contempt for those who are in the know
Wallow in magnificent pity x4
Sorrow’s serendipity
Swallow your serenity
Hollow becomes humanity
Wallow in magnificent, deficient pity
Morose existence is an anesthetic
Benumbs the sluggishly dead spirit
Inertia beholds a time long past
Confuse coping being bored and lethargic
Torpid trials declare no winners
Only tales of bleeding sinners
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7. |
Year Of The Long Pig
03:44
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Suffer, it’s what you’ve been taught
Deliver punishment beyond recognition
Oppression, suffocation, the fear intonates
Forever, the bloodletting reign commences
Slow roast of an era
The terror of mankind
It’s simple and effective
And runs smooth like butter
Spread it upon a toasted culture
Swallowed whole, bones and all
Eons of swine evisceration
Rapes, genocides and party favors
Year of the long pig
Year of the long pig
Year of the long pig
Year of the long pig
The other, other white meat
Human knuckles and feet
Any color and creed and sizes and shapes
Any color and creed and sizes and shapes
Corrupted, demoralized, front the fires of deceit
Liquidate the senses, annihilation is complete
Crush the feeble bodies, picked clean from their teeth
Cast aside, you might welcome this lonely defeat
Rotisserie earth blackened by the stench of God
Year of the long pig
Year of the long pig
Year of the long pig
Year of the long pig
The other, other white meat
Human knuckles and feet
If you ain’t eating ‘em, then you’re just killing ‘em
If you ain’t eating ‘em, then you’re just fuckin’ ‘em
Taste it, anticipate the fall of man
Indifference, willful exhibitions
Race made pyre, crispy swine of mine
The flames smoldering in perpetual fire
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8. |
Kingdom Overcome
08:33
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Degrees of uncertainty
Litter your being
Like rubbish left in the sun
Never dull in the head of creators
To drum up the strength to move on
To march one step out of line
To stagger and collide
Overcome
Kingdom overcome
Kingdom overcome
We live outside
Outside the box
We live outside
Outside the show
We’ve mentally grown
Reaped the seeds we’ve sown
Easy come, easy go
Never more, never less
Follow a new day dawn
Shine brightly upon
The beautifully drawn
Into obscurity
Into our past
There comes a day
A significant day
Color blurs become reality
Corruptibility enhances
Systematically entrenches
The gift, the script, the life’s tales
The paths less travelled
We overcome
Kingdom overcome
Kingdom overcome
“You know, I once had this vision. It was so vivid, like none of it was fiction. You ever felt that?”
“Go on.”
“It was as if I was an overseer standing on top of the world. No wings, no levitation, no falsehoods, no expectations. Just me. So, you ever experience that?”
“No, it seems rather idealistic.”
“You’re damn right it does. I was never accountable, always hiding behind the next offering, the next show.
But no more!
No more!
I am in control!
I am in control!”
You’re lost
You can’t find your way
Well, once you find your way
Navigate through
A lifetime of rights
And plenty of wrongs
Focus on the night
Gravitate towards
The phantoms that distress you
Confront them head on
Smother their beliefs
Stifle any sounds
Acknowledge them completely
The narrow way that you’ve chosen
Brings you back around
Redeemed through perdition
A need to control
The star hasn’t faded
In the blackest of holes
Out of what once was
And what was always told
Kingdom overcome
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