1. |
Umber Voices
01:23
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There is a slithering
of movement
just past my flesh
reminiscent of veins
like serpentine roots
through the earth.
I feel a sensation
not unlike yearning
to be lifted
and hoisted
raised clear of this
unfathomable tomb.
(Voices)
for lack of a better word
surround me
all-encompassing
and vocal of their
utter insistence.
They push me
and fuel my yearning
to dispossess this burial
from my bones.
Though the soil and clay
may have claimed me
as its own
I am not its kin
and this is not
this is not my fucking home.
(this is not my home)
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2. |
Seeds of Regurgitation
01:45
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NOT MY FUCKING
HOME
SO I CLIMB
AN UNEASY ASCENSION
FROM SUCH A THICK PRISON
THIS SENTENCE
WILL NOT BEAR DEATH
UPON MY FLESH
SWIMMING SKYWARD
WHERE EMERALD BLADES
PAINT THE CEILING
I CLAW THROUGH
REPRESSED MEMORIES
LIKE A SWARM
OF SUBTERRANEAN ENTITIES
OPHIOPHAGY AT ITS BEST
I SEVER THE SNAKES' HEADS
AND KEEP GOING
HIGHER
HIGHER
HIGHER
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3. |
Disjointed Roots
04:10
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THE VOICES
THEY NO LONGER CLING TO ME
I BREAK FREE
I BREAK FREE
FROM THIS FALSE HOME
THEY BUILT FOR ME
NO LONGER
SHALL THEIR INCARCERATING
LIES...
NO LONGER
SHALL THEIR INCARCERATING
LIES
BIND
ME TO THIS BEMIRED LIMBO
I WREAK OF BLEAK DEJECTION
SCARRED PERCEPTION
IF ANYTHING I LEARNT
FROM BEING KEPT DOWN HERE
AWAY FROM THE SUN'S BURN
"such a pleasant heat"
IS THAT NOTHING
IS AS IT SEEMS
AND SO NO SEA
OF BROWN BLOOD
AND ROOTS THAT BLEED
SHALL FETTER ME
FROM SEEKING A BETTER ME
A BETTER ME
I FUCKING DESERVE IT!
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4. |
Visage of Purgatory
03:56
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"not so fast"
"you belong to your past"
"your hope won't last" [x2]
YOU ARE NOT MY MASTER [x2]
OH, BUT HE FUCKING DIGRESSES
HIS COUNTENANCE SO FUCKING WRETCHED
EYES LIKE BLACK POOLS
RESONANT TAR
LEAKING STYGIAN TEARS
NOT OF SADNESS OR FEAR
BUT OF UTTER HUNGER
THERE IS NO CRAWLING PAST
THIS FOUL ABOMINATION
THAT MIRRORS MY OWN VISAGE
HIS!...ITS!...HIS!...OURS!?...
AND SO WE CLASH
LIKE WAVES OF MUD AND CLAY
ROT AND DECAY
PUTREFACTION OF SOUL
VERSUS THE STRUGGLE TO BE WHOLE
(ONCE AGAIN)
WHAT A BATTLE
THIS WAGING WAR
TOOTH AND CLAW
FIGURES OF SPEECH
I PINE TO TASTE LIBERTY
AND UNSHACKLE MYSELF
FROM SINS OF THE PAST
REGRETS SENTIENT AND RAVENOUS
IF I CANNOT DEFEAT HIM
THEN HOW CAN I TRIUMPH
MYSELF_
*CUT ME FROM THIS HELL
SEVER THIS FORSAKEN SHELL*
I LOOK AT HIM
("he and I")
I NO LONGER FIGHT
("he is I")
I GAPE MY JAWS
("he was I")
SWALLOW HIM WHOLE
Let his fallacies incinerate
in my stomach acids
and bear good riddance
to his unjust statements
this is my rise
it was due time
he meet his fucking demise
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5. |
Shedding Skins
02:33
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FEELING GAGGED AND BOUND
BY THIS OVERBEARING HUSK
FORCE-FED LIES
BY MY OWN HAND
FOR SO FUCKING LONG
NO MORE A SLAVE
TO THE VOICES IN MY SKULL
I SHED THE CHAINS
LIKE LAYERS OF SKIN
NOT BELONGING TO MY SOUL
THIS UNDERGROUND PRISON
WON'T HAVE ME BY THE REINS
FOR AS MUCH AS A SECOND
ANYMORE
I RIP AND TEAR
TISSUE FROM MUSCLE
SKIN FROM BONE
LIGAMENT AND CARTILAGE
THIS BODY IS A BURDEN
A FUCKING LIE!
FALSE TRUTH EMBEDDED
MY SUPPRESSED SIGHT
GLIMPSES LIGHT
I CLAW AND CRAWL
PUSH AND HAUL
(MYSELF SKYWARD)
DISCARDING FALLIBLE FLESH
I WILL REDRESS
IN THE AIR OF A LIFE ABOVE
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6. |
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(Hope is a mirage
one of many human flaws
return to your true home
down here you'll never be alone)
SHUT UP [x2]
LIKE LEECHES TO MY DISPOSITION
I PLUCK YOUR WICKED PRESENCE
FROM MY GULLIBLE CRANIUM
NO LONGER A VICTIM
TO YOUR BULLSHIT AGENDA!
I SEE THE LIGHT
FOR WHAT IT REALLY IS
PUT IT IN MY PALM
CLOSE FIST, BREAK CALM
PUNCH THROUGH
AN ILLUSIVE CEILING
AND BATHE MYSELF
IN
TRUE
ILLUMINATION
I HOIST MYSELF OUT
TO BASK IN THE SUN'S
FINEST RESPLENDENCE
THRUST INTO THE TRUST
OF NEWFOUND LUMINANCE
A SILKEN EMBRACE
YET MY HEART RACES
A SEARING CARESS
AS I AM MADE LESS
BEFORE I CAN BECOME MORE
EXPOSE MY CORE
(Surely this is a trick
such clever fucking deceit)
I await the raw fire
as my lungs expand
but with my old body melted off
I realize the best love is tough
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7. |
Unburied
00:52
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I CAN TASTE THE CLOUDS
I SWIM IN THEIR SOFTNESS
EACH INHALATION A GIFT OF BREATH!
THE AIR IS CRISP AND FRESH
ON THE FLESH OF MY...REBIRTH
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8. |
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NOT MY FUCKING
HOME
SO I CLIMB
AN UNEASY ASCENSION
FROM SUCH A THICK PRISON
THIS SENTENCE
WILL NOT BEAR DEATH
UPON MY FLESH
SWIMMING SKYWARD
WHERE EMERALD BLADES
PAINT THE CEILING
I CLAW THROUGH
REPRESSED MEMORIES
LIKE A SWARM
OF SUBTERRANEAN ENTITIES
OPHIOPHAGY AT ITS BEST
I SEVER THE SNAKES' HEADS
AND KEEP GOING
HIGHER
HIGHER
HIGHER
|
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9. |
Disjointed Roots (raw)
02:02
|
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THE VOICES
THEY NO LONGER CLING TO ME
I BREAK FREE
I BREAK FREE
FROM THIS FALSE HOME
THEY BUILT FOR ME
NO LONGER
SHALL THEIR INCARCERATING
LIES...
NO LONGER
SHALL THEIR INCARCERATING
LIES
BIND
ME TO THIS BEMIRED LIMBO
I WREAK OF BLEAK DEJECTION
SCARRED PERCEPTION
IF ANYTHING I LEARNT
FROM BEING KEPT DOWN HERE
AWAY FROM THE SUN'S BURN
"such a pleasant heat"
IS THAT NOTHING
IS AS IT SEEMS
AND SO NO SEA
OF BROWN BLOOD
AND ROOTS THAT BLEED
SHALL FETTER ME
FROM SEEKING A BETTER ME
A BETTER ME
I FUCKING DESERVE IT!
|
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10. |
||||
"not so fast"
"you belong to your past"
"your hope won't last" [x2]
YOU ARE NOT MY MASTER [x2]
OH, BUT HE FUCKING DIGRESSES
HIS COUNTENANCE SO FUCKING WRETCHED
EYES LIKE BLACK POOLS
RESONANT TAR
LEAKING STYGIAN TEARS
NOT OF SADNESS OR FEAR
BUT OF UTTER HUNGER
THERE IS NO CRAWLING PAST
THIS FOUL ABOMINATION
THAT MIRRORS MY OWN VISAGE
HIS!...ITS!...HIS!...OURS!?...
AND SO WE CLASH
LIKE WAVES OF MUD AND CLAY
ROT AND DECAY
PUTREFACTION OF SOUL
VERSUS THE STRUGGLE TO BE WHOLE
(ONCE AGAIN)
WHAT A BATTLE
THIS WAGING WAR
TOOTH AND CLAW
FIGURES OF SPEECH
I PINE TO TASTE LIBERTY
AND UNSHACKLE MYSELF
FROM SINS OF THE PAST
REGRETS SENTIENT AND RAVENOUS
IF I CANNOT DEFEAT HIM
THEN HOW CAN I TRIUMPH
MYSELF_
*CUT ME FROM THIS HELL
SEVER THIS FORSAKEN SHELL*
I LOOK AT HIM
("he and I")
I NO LONGER FIGHT
("he is I")
I GAPE MY JAWS
("he was I")
SWALLOW HIM WHOLE
Let his fallacies incinerate
in my stomach acids
and bear good riddance
to his unjust statements
this is my rise
it was due time
he meet his fucking demise
|
||||
11. |
Shedding Skins (raw)
01:56
|
|||
FEELING GAGGED AND BOUND
BY THIS OVERBEARING HUSK
FORCE-FED LIES
BY MY OWN HAND
FOR SO FUCKING LONG
NO MORE A SLAVE
TO THE VOICES IN MY SKULL
I SHED THE CHAINS
LIKE LAYERS OF SKIN
NOT BELONGING TO MY SOUL
THIS UNDERGROUND PRISON
WON'T HAVE ME BY THE REINS
FOR AS MUCH AS A SECOND
ANYMORE
I RIP AND TEAR
TISSUE FROM MUSCLE
SKIN FROM BONE
LIGAMENT AND CARTILAGE
THIS BODY IS A BURDEN
A FUCKING LIE!
FALSE TRUTH EMBEDDED
MY SUPPRESSED SIGHT
GLIMPSES LIGHT
I CLAW AND CRAWL
PUSH AND HAUL
(MYSELF SKYWARD)
DISCARDING FALLIBLE FLESH
I WILL REDRESS
IN THE AIR OF A LIFE ABOVE
|
||||
12. |
||||
(Hope is a mirage
one of many human flaws
return to your true home
down here you'll never be alone)
SHUT UP [x2]
LIKE LEECHES TO MY DISPOSITION
I PLUCK YOUR WICKED PRESENCE
FROM MY GULLIBLE CRANIUM
NO LONGER A VICTIM
TO YOUR BULLSHIT AGENDA!
I SEE THE LIGHT
FOR WHAT IT REALLY IS
PUT IT IN MY PALM
CLOSE FIST, BREAK CALM
PUNCH THROUGH
AN ILLUSIVE CEILING
AND BATHE MYSELF
IN
TRUE
ILLUMINATION
I HOIST MYSELF OUT
TO BASK IN THE SUN'S
FINEST RESPLENDENCE
THRUST INTO THE TRUST
OF NEWFOUND LUMINANCE
A SILKEN EMBRACE
YET MY HEART RACES
A SEARING CARESS
AS I AM MADE LESS
BEFORE I CAN BECOME MORE
EXPOSE MY CORE
(Surely this is a trick
such clever fucking deceit)
I await the raw fire
as my lungs expand
but with my old body melted off
I realize the best love is tough
|
||||
13. |
Unburied (raw)
00:32
|
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I CAN TASTE THE CLOUDS
I SWIM IN THEIR SOFTNESS
EACH INHALATION A GIFT OF BREATH!
THE AIR IS CRISP AND FRESH
ON THE FLESH OF MY...REBIRTH
|
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