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Scientific Rebirth
01:04
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preconceived notions, the root of desire
traveling back and fro the width of time
inoculating, senses reel.
the genome perplexed
dematerialized by
embryotic geriatrics
obstetric terror
and deja vulture.
test tubes reincremated for knowledge
broken glass refragmented.
DNA tree of death
bone marrow
sparrow pecks and gnaws.
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stomp the heads, your fathers have raped doctrines again
dissolve and conquer through which their mold is made
it's made with a child's unknowing kind heart
running into the wall! touching me!
running into the wall! burning me!
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3. |
Skip the Next House
00:20
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as my neighbors are dying i'm biting deeper into my nails
joy is a fleeting thing of the past
family memories, red the color floods the picture, deadly breakfast is here, my friend
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4. |
Son's Lament
01:07
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take you, shake you since I can't hate you
tape you, fuck you as my name reads to you the discarded prayers I stole from your lips last night;
the precious look on your face when you gave up the fight
your flesh isn't cold when I sneak a kiss, even as I turn off the lamp
and your tits don't look right at this angle so I took a knife to them, I'm sorry
you have done nothing wrong, I am just so wrong
he forgets what world he's on when he comes home to what she's done
his only son left to rot! pray with us now as we scorn the skies
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5. |
Make Room for More
01:00
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priceless heirloom has been stolen, blanketed with a vile secretion
who can save us from the infestation...
SWARM OF RATS!
atop winged pillars a weight has been lifted!
SEWER-BOUND!
SWARM OF RATS!
fur stacked three deep go through days unseen underneath
at the flick of a life they come seemingly... infinitely
genius in its own mind, a nasty fuck to most
still they wipe the urban error from the streets so fast it's blood and dust
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6. |
It Started in the Silo
01:40
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the worms feast as they writhe
spying on the enemy to retrieve a fleshy sample for dirt queen
black lungs destroy the entire human race whilst worms retain form
slapped with disease below dimpled clouds
the orphans cry tears of mud so their rain can't rinse me
perhaps it hurts me - worms me
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7. |
Drink the Rot
02:07
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"do me this favor kid while we rip off her clothes
take this toxic liquid substance and stuff it up her nose
don't be shy you little shit you have to become one!"
NIGHT'S APPARATUS, THE NIGHT'S APPARATUS
fuck this farce it's time I seize my knife
rescuing isn't enough
the quenching lust is ripe
no sacrifices have been made no no no punishment is delayed
"do me this favor kid while we rip off her clothes
take this toxic liquid substance and stuff it up her nose
don't be shy you little shit you have to become one!"
NIGHT'S APPARATUS, THE NIGHT'S APPARATUS
twisting necks - contort limbs - now throw him off the tower
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8. |
Prudent Oath
01:38
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bring on the new age
ruptures forth a consistent breed
with space traversed all life was found - nothing impossible
away with worthless morals and destructive religions
bring on the new age
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9. |
Synthetic Onslaught
01:15
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armored class 6 furbie-mech programmed to plow through human flesh
santa brings the children instructions on how to deploy death
conservative cats licking their righteous walls of stagnant hallucinogens
this doesn't stop it means nothing to people picking up forgotten eats
restricting the freedom by knifing the trachea explains our sanity's loins
wait no this is a paper shredder deluxe edition homage migraine
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10. |
Furempire
00:38
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the more you reduce them the closer they come to bringing down these fucking walls
just pet and cuddle amongst yourselves
the corner they sit and fucking wait
they can sense your every blow they know what's being done to them
man's best friend creates an army of cats and dogs
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11. |
Pale Spots
01:00
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pincushion lungs every breath you take kills you more
mutilation and contempt following your orders must be done
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12. |
Stained Bedsheets
02:41
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They pick up the scent
Your life is fleeting from you
Visions of horror, knees of deceit
Transparent realm of gorgeous spines
A post-poning of death only to prolong my fate
Massaging stones invoke the vengeful one, speaking to me and only me
Resting in my tender flesh
Nightmares of hell, have I obtained you from sleep?
This wicked torment has had me gritting my teeth
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13. |
Tactful Annihilation
00:44
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steel crashes down onto the pretty blonde's entertainment center
she hastily thinks and as she runs into the streets she's targeted for termination
"extermination of all living organisms"
world forces not present, your god not present, a perceivable reality no more
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14. |
You Are Missed
01:17
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past-times of lighting fire under every new night's sky
rituals perpetuate our burning question as to "why"
now firmly rooted you are but one branch on a tree of co-existence
raising all but one - the bitch you serve - she is simply co-dependent
bartering away your last breath if only to bring finality
never a second to watch your blood flourish
always appeasing the court's corrupted service
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15. |
League of Scales
01:02
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another lost
plunged into oceanic depths
hopeless sack of bones, terror surmounted, paralytic shock becomes the enabler
the draining schools of fatigue
tying twine around, binding this human down
feast upon this body now
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16. |
Bottom Feeder
00:36
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jumped the gun now you're in debt again
child support creature rears its ugly head
rent your house to lowly peasants
ohhhhhhhhhhh
feed their elders tasty cat food
ahhhhhhhhhhh
I'm a lowwwlifeeee
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floating minds connect in the yards once again and they say "he's not going to make it"
open up the bottle look inside and see your life
a line of soldiers in your nose fighting a battle of ignorance
they say they're so sorry, that this won't happen again
some kind of cleansing so vicious, baking in an oven
restraints nailed into your wrists but they aren't forcing anything
chants fronted from your precursor, stapled into the mouths of all these fools
fabricated like the cross you wear on your chest
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