1. |
Terraforming
01:29
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(There's nothing to fear)
There's nothing to fear
peel back your troposphere
I've already penetrated the above layers
can't you feel me just under your skin?
That little itch, the infinitesimal goosebump
propagating beneath the tissue
of your subconscious
I'm here, love, and I don't intend on leaving
gonna set up shop
gonna plant my roots
by the end of the night
your lungs will be acclimated
with my tongue
Breathe in and feel a myriad of wildlife
not previously known to your environment
now running amok
amid your vascular forests
across your visceral topography
fear not, their sharp teeth
and hooked claws
are no sharper than their vibrant colors
not everything is as it seems
(you now belong to me)
not everything is as it seems
you now belong to me
Revere the unknown above the clouds
no longer
for I am here
(there's nothing to fear)
revere the possibilities beyond the stars
no longer
for I am here
(I am here...for you)
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2. |
Impious Divinity
01:32
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There is no godliness
in my veins
so you needn't kneel
based on beliefs
or morality
there is only immortality
between us
when you look up at me
I can feel the humanity
start to decay
only to be replaced
by something baser
and more true
to the frenzy riled up
within your bones
the unseen disease
the lascivious plague
for which there exists
no known cure
now look at me and tell me
with all veracity
that you'd even want to be
cured
now tell me, with those
supple, acquiescent lips
that you'd even want to be
cured
the sin inherent in us
is more than just mere coincidence
free will aside, this is
our true nature
there is no future
without embracing this primality
as you look up at me
from your knees
I can tell you've accepted this
oh, how beautifully
do your eyes swim
with the secular insanity
of sinful divinity
reflected in my own gaze
beckoning you
into the labyrinthine mazes
of my soul's catacombs
neither lightless
nor infernal
but rest assured, eternal
unsullied by sanctity
unfettered by carnal liberty
such delectable impurity
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3. |
Dispossession
01:29
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In the cavities
of your buried soul
pulse clusters of light
and kaleidoscopic energy
aching to get out
pining for an escape
inside, their incarceration
is neither painful
nor resentful
however, they know their worth
their potential
a symphony suppressed
born to grace the air
and bless the ears
of whoever is lucky enough
to hear
to feel
their music, superluminal
each incoherent syllable
every melodic decibel
so goddamn capable
of shattering my legs
and reducing me to a puddle
betwixt yours
oh, oh, oh
how they were destined
to lay waste
to anything in their wake
including me
surefire evidence
of a heaven
in this dimension
an orchestration
of raw emotion
audible radiance
and in its clutches
I yearn to bask
(I yearn to bathe)
wave after wave after wave
(crush me)
until nothing remains
(nothing)
fucking nothing
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4. |
Insalubrious
01:34
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The embodiment of my lust
struggles for tangibility
but there still remains
an immaterial prison
binding me to this dimension
a plane of flesh and muscle
despite being the subject
of my surging carnality
it is not without the swell
of an old-soul longing
undiscovered in territories
of skin and blood, sweat and tear
this desirous conflagration
can only be unearthed
and perilously tasted
through the incorporeal fissures
found in the human psyche
beneath layers of subconscious
where dreams salivate
and aspire to become reality
it is in this malleable purgatory
that I lose myself
an overzealous debauchery
nipping at my heels
whispering in my skull
dining on my every fall
but I'm not blaming them
it's only their condition
and as have I been conditioned
built and designed
to continuously plummet
plunging into the depths
of a savory asphyxiation
an insalubrious obsession
with how her body functions
even when inertia takes hold
an insalubrious obsession
with how her beauty unfolds
even when she loves me not
my desire to paint her
via scriptural illustration
refuses to rot
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5. |
A River Through
00:41
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There is no littleness
to anything you do
the subtleties exist
but are not dominant
in either your actions
or your sheer presence
there is only a powerful stream
coursing through you
at all times, fervent
and tenaciously vigorous
even when you
seem so unfazed
do the rapids crash
pulling you to and fro
even when you're at a standstill
do you teem with a current
that could so easily
halve this planet
bisected and dissected
scrutinized by your passions
muses unseen
but far (so far) from unfelt
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6. |
Walking the Plank
01:22
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I can't quite fathom
how the ocean exists
so tangibly below me
even though I'm inland
those eyes, they seem to shimmer
as their tides distend
and from their depths
extend tentacled breaths
to pull me into their abyss
a sodden death
I yearn to grasp
(so tell me)
will you bury my shipwreck
in your deepest trench?
I've already forgotten
what the surface looks like
much less what the air feels like
(so tell me)
will you be my watery grave?
oh, oh how I fucking ache
to feel your shark-infested seas
permeate me
until my bones become
utterly weightless
(oh, oh how I fucking ache)
to forget the function of breathing
lest I develop gills
to process your flood
as if a new breed of oxygen
eager to meet and embrace
the nameless species
of leviathans proliferating
in your bottomless leagues
I surrender my body
to your body of water
wishful to taste your treasure
and become lost with it
never again uncovered
lest it be by your hunger
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7. |
Beautifallacy
00:48
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The notion of perfection
has become an affliction
on the human subconscious
a cancerous growth
spreading all too fast
segregating an honest life
and the truth of genuine beauty
from the force-fed atrocities
of shallow societies
there is a rare art form
in every blemish you possess
each one nothing short of
a brush stroke
deserved of an entire wall
at the museum
of sincere sex appeal
a titillating exhibit
where flaws
bear a more natural
shameless definition
one that warrants inspection
with every hand
every tongue
every letter of the alphabet
and every dialect
the human form can articulate
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8. |
Sugarcoat
00:57
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There is so much poetry
in your company
in how you simmer
on my front burner
how you occupy space
ruthlessly
devouring every square centimeter
your presence alone
as temptingly delicious
as your flesh itself
if I could
I'd melt myself down
inhabit a syringe
and plunge into your system
a methodically systematic
intravenous permeation
of your every dominion
the kingdoms you keep
stowed away
safe and sound
but love, where's the fun in that?
the way your soul
occupies your body
I'm convinced you're an entity
not from around here
you're an extrasolar miracle
and I'll be goddamned
if I let that go to waste
I won't sugarcoat it any longer
you've done that for me
by just existing
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9. |
Commoved
01:22
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Do you feel that tingling sensation
along the jagged walls
of the chasms from deep within?
The faceless abysses
that have neither name
nor dialect
how they shudder and quake
when you sever all ties
to the orthodox
and walk that rickety rope bridge
(to the other side)
where the wilderness
of devoid inhibitions
awaits you with eagerness
I said, do you feel it?
there's no denying
the exhilaration
slowly but surely building
from the depths of your being
a palatable ascension
that distorts your surroundings
numbing your responsibilities
and evaporating your concept
of what's right and wrong
accept the red and black
accede to the darker contrast
find the light of ataractic bliss
in the abyss of a climactic trance
let it move you
like infirm trees
against the pressure of an avalanche
let it move you
like fragile glass
against the shockwave of an explosion
let your body capitulate
such delectable, precious submission
and for nobody but yourself
give in
and fucking cum
cum
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10. |
Flame of Penance
01:03
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Buried six feet deep
in your tomb
don't you dare revive me
no matter the sorcery
that I know you're capable of
this is true love
being confined
within your claustrophobic
vermilion sarcophagus
this was never a near-death experience
I experienced it all, mercilessly
nothing short of euphoric
suffocation, pure elation
no need to apologize
my sincerest remorselessness
for ingesting your sin
and letting it have its way with me
I feel so fucking set free
(set free)
I've planted my seeds
now watch them flourish
this paradise, godless
in its subterranean bosom
I relish
my end, endless
no absolution
only saccharine doom
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11. |
Groom Lake
01:24
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Elated and elevated
I am levitated
beneath your teeth
rising to meet
an ancient breed
of extraterrestrial species
who no longer wish to keep
themselves a secret
their truths are secreted
through cloud and mud
sky and earth
to coalesce with my blood
and usher rebirth
I see clearer
than ever before
through this exposure
of soul and being
that has tore
a clean hole in the ceiling
and I feel sharper
than ever before
by just being
flooded in your light
eradicating my plights
they suggest
that man fears the unknown
but I am only more intrigued
by what I can see
from my knees
seeping through the ether
a temple in the heavens
a portal to tempt my demons
before vanquishing them
…but first let's play some
first let's have us some fun
and then
after all is said and done
I'll gladly beckon
from you, my extinction
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12. |
By Any Means
01:44
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Tilt your head back
forget your even have a spine
try to touch your shoulder blades
with that dagger gaze
(I want to see you bend)
Show me how ductile you've become
you said you'd be mine
prove that it wasn't just a catchy line
and forget you even have a spine
while I inhabit your throat
with something a little thicker
than oxygen or carbon dioxide
I've established an expedition
to reach your lungs
I know it sounds far-fetched
so call me headstrong
(in more ways than one)
and call me foolish
but really I'm just tenacious
I want to see what drives a goddess
what makes her clock tick
even if it means using my cock
now I never said this was
a love poem
I'm here to push the envelope
and find out what I can know
about a living art form
capable of as much sin
as you are of miracles
so tell me, when you have a chance
what it's like to take a breath
of my flesh
as it distends inside of you
(you make me into a monster)
because I'm convinced
that you're the moon
to my lycanthropy
yes I know, my sanity
is a barren reservoir
so just hear me out
I'm done seeing how far you can bend
now I want you to break
because I know you can take...it
but when you come back...at me
it'll be a colossal wave
that'll leave me in ruins
and I won't be able to resurrect
as easily as you
but that's okay
now do your worst, baby
fucking destroy me
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13. |
Irrigate
00:39
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(Disappear)
Watch me vanish without a trace
inside of you
using each pore
to utterly evaporate
I will assimilate
and abandon existence
forfeiting perception
for the sake
of becoming more like you
(of becoming more of you)
find me where the stitches
cannot reach
where bones don't break
and tendons refuse to snap
where a microscope
cannot even see
find me deep
incapable of intervening
I will sink
until I swim
in the boneyards
of your deepest ocean
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14. |
Ichor
01:13
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Contort how I perceive reality
make me believe in things
previously established
only in mythology
remind me what it's like to be
faithful
in something greater than myself
in you
(in you)
Exercise brutality in mercy
the greatest rulers are both
but you're beyond soft tyranny
you're a libidinous deity
but you know wrath just as purely
and ruthlessly
so when you squeeze me
know that I'll submit
(as you once did)
because I don't believe in the decree
“thick thighs save lives”
no, thick thighs will be my demise
and while yours are divine
they're also painted a complexion
resemblant of Death
the Pale Rider is here
but even in the face of her immortality
I show no fear
to deal with immaculacy
one must be devoid of sanity
so, yeah, I'm all yours
use me as a conduit
beneath your lust I'll only perish
when you see fit
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15. |
Susurrāre
00:52
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Shackle me to your bones
let me know no outside world
I am your most grateful prisoner
barred only by time
aching to melt into the stones
of your lowest barrier
where I may be absorbed
and catalyzed by the particles
of viral truths
residing within you
stowed, not unlike I
won't you lock me away?
discard the key
don't swallow it
or else we might cross paths
and I don't want a way out
only in
in
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16. |
Immolator
01:18
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Burn me at your stake
I am your sacrificial lamb
reduce me to ash
let the dust catch a zephyr
and I'll sully your lungs
so that when you cough
you'll first ingest
every mote of what I once was
and what you've made me into
the monster that prayed
to the hell in the heavens
for another night with you
a hunger I'm guilty of
but not regretful to have possessed
it was you, in me
from the beginning
I give in to the admittance
you lured me into your veins
and I took the bait
but I hold no grudge
I only wished it lasted longer
just a few more seconds
of forever
I'll always be here for you
the evil you pine for
and the peace of mind
if you so wish
just say the word
(unsafe)
and I'll pay you a visit
in the crepuscular mist
I'll leave you writhing
'neath sodden sheets
spewing incoherencies
as I permeate you
one - more - time
your dripping dreamcatcher
your sacrifice
I'll stay with you for another
forever
as long as you call me yours
I'll die for you
all over again
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