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eye ex nihilo
out of the alpha swirling nuclear density
expanding, contracting, interpenetrating
cell walls touch, but I need an opening
thine infallible tessellation made flesh
reaching out of the orange dawn
fingertips beholden to a remote microbial sphere
26 orbs spiraling
snaking around her wooly legs
a wind blew, shaking the web
and knocked a globe off course
gyrated and submerged into amniotic oceans
encircling her fertile core
igneous ascends like an offspring prosimian wail
igneous ascends like fire from the sky
His good earth is born like venus crucified
forged in his shape
hands embracing flame
diminutive puppet thumb reaches around a rib bone
a slave of his own
given the choice of subservience or destitution
you cannot be me
there was one and now there's three
eclipsing the sky with a babbelling menagerie
feeble hands reaching at immortality
but the serpent-stung wrists bleed
draining the venom for eternity
you're my mistake and you'll always be
beneath my divine grace
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The Seraphim Veil
05:20
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this touch is pure
ordained from the highest order above
through the shadow of the needle's eye of my own camelot glow
mammon gushes at my offering of stillborn hope rotting within me
devouring youth while my millstone rings hollow
enter my temple where the cleric begets swine
purity is rape and salvation is genocide
your home is a grave
spare no children
spare no one
savage heathen will conform to the sanctity of life (sweet flesh)
sweep the soil clear of the cradle boards
vital and ripe for siege and blight (sweet animal flesh)
traded the manitou for the goldmine
through the cracks in the stained glass I can see
a dancing ghost of atrocity through the hanging tomb
inverted spectacles of torment
without the veil of the unfurled flag I see
slaughter-bound human freight in waiting
lashes upon the back
inverted brand upon the chest
lord knows I have a pale glow
I can't just take off my halo
even as I stand on your grave
it's still a master and a slave
The land is cleared to stack my house of cards
my ossuary palace reduced to shards
there voices fall upon deaf ears on the the side of the veil
buried by law from Wounded Knee To Warsaw
they saw a prismatic justice awaits us all
the only reparation is reclamation
spare no children
spare no one
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recurrence eternal
a false beginning with a tricky ending
it's all played out before
the greatest error doomed to repetition
invert this loop
oscillating mirage dream
conform to my new rebellious
anarchic military state
I can settle down in a vivarium
if the cell wall are wide enough to let me
spread my wings
I submit to you sharia in the sky
and maybe if you repeat a lie often enough
it could set you free!
bleeding knees
plasma ticking and smoking
imminent flesh-fueled bomb
feels like I've been on my knees too long
defined only by opposition
what am I without my scapegoat
on which I project my venomous rage?
how may I exalt myself without the cloak of purity?
all the pages buried within your vault
will not shelter my eyes while you get under my skin
assimilate and push that rock up the mountain again
another revolution another curtain-parting puppet show reveal
resentment there will always be
no matter who tops the hierarchy
blind man sees internally
when there's no witness to the fall
all the desecrations hidden in your vault
will not burn out my eyes
while she's executed in honor, martyr
my skin is steel your nails won't break through
for every stone lodged in the cross
for every raped and plagiarized ascension
it will die inside her jagged womb
his papal occupation
blind woman sees
through janus eyes
the one, the three
dead before it's alive
now it's time to get off of your knees
the vault is open and her spirit has risen
you're redeemed
open your eyes
don't swim upstream in the infant trinity's sea of lies
reverse the tide
reverse the lie
set us free
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Ohmnivalent
08:19
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Defected at the start
My will bent at the knee
For the hallowed prospective award
Doppleganger-bound pantomime
Singing necrotic hymns of resurrection
I drain the poison plasma that runs through me
I can't wait to melt away
Wax marionette
Unbound vibrations
The light greets me
All of my life i have been waiting
This shell is nothing
Release me!
Release me from this poison of plastic flesh
Give me the ichor
Plead your case
Transforming into realms of ecstatic decay
Nine pairs of eyes
Revolve around my guise
I can see the divisions melting by the light
Of the fallen one
Tempting me once was the man whose law is writ in stone
Tempting me twice was the man whose blood i've known
No one can tell if i'm shackled or on a throne
Tempting me last were the seven swords for chipping bones
No wrath
No vengeful god denying
Your right to affirm your life and live it now
Your heart, mind and will are your only laws
I am the omnianthrologos, i'm the serpent
This is my flesh-bood kingdom and mine alone
Blasphemy! every breath is sin
The division line a condemnation
Fire raining down from the absolute
I will suffer through this decrepit fallen state
Pay off my carnal debt and receive the prize awaiting me
I'm so weak
I can't control the motions of the earth
Stone grip slipped and let it go
I taught myself how to part the red clouds
And scale the sky
Climb my gold chains
But i hit a reflective dome ceiling
Looked into my own eyes and he said
"they've gone away forever!
Break the chain, embrace what's ahead, together!"
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Mitosis
08:42
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- Instrumental -
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Panacea
04:44
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My Cathedral Surrounds Me
From My Chorus Of Canyons
To The Hymns Of My Rolling Blue Hills
But My Head Slipped Into A Steel Trap
Severed The Connection And Put Under The Microscope
Landscapes On A Platter, Reduced To Code
Lasso-Tied, Conquered, Bound
Hard Disk Obelisk
Penetrating Dirt Mound
Embers Drowned
Dust To Dust
Ashes, Ashes You Don't Define Me
Bury Me Head-First Into The Ground
Absorb And Plant My Seed
Bury Me Alive
Plant The Seed Nourish Me So I May Sprout
How Advanced Am I?
Not Enough Land For My Mass Graves
How Much Progress Have I Made
If I'm Still Alone And Enslaved?
Pavement Dreams Haunt Me
As Steel Gives Way To Sand And Sea
My Plastic Rotating Cage Deteriorating
And Fueling A New All-Consuming Seascape
Lunar Force Colliding, Breaking
Containers Spill Back Into The Source
Dust To Dust
Ashes You're My Only Destiny
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Hypnagogue
05:02
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Eye for an eye
Flesh of my flesh
My kingdom's blind and skinless
I need to feel their hate in my veins
You bore the brunt of a fascist placebo
Now you'll play my capo
Kill for me, taste the blood
Like the spilling waves of your source's
Executioners wake
I need to feel your hate in my veins
Tear the skin, inject the rage
Fuel to their bombs and the other sides tanks
Doping on your bloodshed
As the stiefel 's on the other foot
Absorbing the power of frenzied annihilation
With enemies like these who needs friends?
Your only ally is your pain
Racking up the losses of my gain
More recruits for your torture paradise
Spin it around
Camouflage our twisted symbiosis
A threat to our way of life
Cowards infringing
Soiling our chosen river
A shadow on our beacon
Shining beacon
Light reflecting off pillar swords of authority
My duty, honour, country
Rest on my trigger fingers because
I submit to the blessed first and last
I'm entitled, god given
The right to poison the well with the blood of your kind
Chosen, saved, kneeling
Living dead, disappearing act, judgement
Conflicts cancel
Perfect dissonance out of phase
Nucleus rapture
Bones dancing out of graves
I'm playing all sides
Reverse prism into black
I am chosen, i am saved
My messiah has a tail between his legs
Sandy stage is set
And i'm chosen, saved and kneeling
Only you can consolidate to eradicate
My suns final arrived
With charred flesh as your bride
And a treasure that awaits us
In the other side
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Demiurge
05:26
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Stare at my characters morphing from eye light
Reciprocal waves emitting from the demiurge
Shape-shifting forms coverage in our collaboration
Mother's divine misconception begat
A surrogate corporeal state
Prosthetic arms strung out against canvas
Bathed in pudendal light
The eve of sandwich board judgment
The dawn of a phantasmagoric self-incepted lens
Sacred spindle give me life
By the eye of collectivus melange
Before i shuffle off this voice coil
Will i connect my actuator nerve?
Seems we met before at your insistence
Or maybe fresh-clouded lens light?
I know you bear the power of arm retraction
Hear me out and i. might break through those eyes
I need to reallocate my soul bits
Virus latch and live through you
You're an extension of me
After i reach cylinder zero
And a hard error head crash or cause unknown
Neuron-actuator
Flesh drive
Magnetic pulse
Indexing your spine
Crystal lens through eyes
You're informing me
Behold our conjoined creation
I am your thought-relay transducer
Whose creating who?
After the song fades
I'll take you with me
Joined together in silence
We've been the same the whole time
Just a projection of you
Curtains closed
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Binary Resurrection
07:40
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Her song is so alluring
She serenades with silence
Our collaboration rings in a new flesh
Transmigrate this rotted platter into a holy drum
Follow me into the new infinity
Oblivion has an offering and it is my black swan
My only sun
My only daughter tickles your pink canal
Frequencies synthesized
My only son drives the cross into your grey lobe
This black swan breaks
This incessant cycling of mutual exclusivity
Either or
Zero or one
Pitter patter over a bridge to yesterday
As the moon danced in her eyes
And the sky swayed
She uttered some words, but i don't know
She's only there to prop up and glorify me
Another cog in the wheel of a bit rate
The circuit spawn of our union crawls in our head
Worm writhes in my spiral core
Blazing towards the edge
The edge is the center
After is before
Feel the need to contain my seed and crystallize a thought
This tumor earth can't support more weight
Carnal blood ripping disk platter into synthesis
Bi-chrome helix, seashell cracking
Exposing tendrils
Center is the edge and the edge is the сеnter
And we start again
Synthesis
Black swan
My children live
Gestating in your grey space
In your pregnant mind
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