1. PERPETUAL SONIC OBLITERATION

(Instrumental)


2. REANIMATING THE WICKED

Their paralysis governs my dementia
Yet my own hunger dictates my dimensions
Hands that cloak pleasure within an illusion of sin,
The torch of might they've held so high
Reanimate the wicked
The hysterical, divine, imagined music of the spheres
Now poison the earth with deafening noise
To the stars, the sea, the sky..
This torch they've held so high
Reanimate the wicked
Cast astray
To betray those with no strength to lance the boil


3. ...TO THE INNARDS OF THE PREY

A sudden change in climate
Elemental faith, obliged to predict
A martyr for the cause
The profit of the modern world
For the maniacal reign, now pause

Under a fallacious banner of objectivity stems contextual mutilation
Stunned and distended, we seek to extend our duration
As a circling flock of vultures we drift above the stranded
A myriad of decaying cultures surrender to our standards

Beasts will feat it
Men will worship it
And equipped with an appetite for sapience
The scavengers abate their transience

Bowing their heard to the innards of prey
Bowing our heads to the closing of the day
Collaborating in obedience, the ideologue our intoxication
Inebriated, we paint desperate flags of demarcation


4. CHANGE BLINDNESS

From beasts in copulation we have emerged
Adorning ourselves in this competitive materialism
The nakedness of humanity displaced yet preserved
Beneath garments and values, warm bodies dripping voyeurism
And these baffling representation further themselves, uniting our nature
Congeniality ejaculated from this discourse, erecting our multiplicity
The panting, incestuous elite forge the seductive validity of legislature
And now men, monotony and the labour of being merge into synchronicity


5. WHISPERS AND SPITTLE

You! Bound by covenant
Tainted by the order
Blackened. Soiled. Desperate
Chained to my discretion
Soldiering forward against crippling adversity
"Feed me hold me make me
But light the way"
Break the day
Struggle tear away
The tongues that bind you
Break the day
Gather to strength you rise again
The blissful illusion of reciprocity now made redundant
The intruder now excluded
Whispers and spittle
Will urge the desperate
Blackened. Weakened. Crying out
To my discretion
Blistering anger dissolves concentration
Free me leave me stand down...
But light the way


6. AN INCISION ACROSS THE ANATOMY OF ITERATION

For every deed done
Every battle lost or won
For that weakening grasp in the heat of the moment
A frozen glare from the eyes of earth
There is a second of questioning
And foundations fall to the trial of...
The fallen chains of the lesser curse
You have never felt it. Show your face to me
With that weakening prospect in the heat
When instability is delivered from confrontation
We're the argument, we're the open wound
A body seeking closure like an incision across the anatomy of iteration
I loathe my skin, feel my pain through this lie


7. UNION OF ANIMAL AND GENIUS (METHODOLOGY I)

A thousand ancient, epic tales of sorrow
Will forge the destroyed genius of tomorrow
War, loss and recovery
Gods, faith and majesty
His heart will long
To the chorus of angels
But instilled within him
A passion to leave you
On your fucking knees...
History will inspire his every collision
The immense power of our conditioning
Will shackle us to him
And this grey, captive union
Will depict the freedom
War, loss and discovery
Man, knowledge and artistry...


8. ANIMAL IN CHAINS (METHODOLOGY II)

She spits a vernacular of sordid contingency into my mouth
Such wiley precision, this cobra is a seducer
Medusa and I reduce her venomous expulsion to ignorance with
A mere slip of the tongue I am forked with indecision
Oh, serpent of the equivocal shed your skin
An animal in chains I am forbidden to sever these ties
This struggling, restrained beast pains the seducer
Medusa and I elude her venomous expulsions without effort
Shed your skin and behold these vibrations
Like an animal in chains


9. THE BURNING EARTH

Like a golden city, frozen in the immortal
Dungeons of rhetoric
Romanticised by flaming tragedy
Burned from the face of the earth
In a battle of immaculate sophistries
Its unknowing silence driving an illegitimate consent
Noblemen would mock
So to do I set the recollection of my youth aflame
Refusing to walk that same old path
As time shapes me a new eve
And from my own rib that garden is now
Burned from the face of the earth
What was endured
Unbalanced with resentment
But always known, I know
Time... My youth... The burning earth


10. OF WORDS, WILL AND POWER

Of words, will, and power
Our generations
But beware the light of this world 'tis war
These seasons of conflict which we resolve within our
Minds and with each other
Blend, as seasons do as from winter to spring
Words will empower, your reasoning
But beware the light of this world 'tis war
As an artist of the temperate
Words are hesitantly sketched before me
In the preparation of foundation and structure
Our words will empower, our reasoning
But beware the light of this world 'tis war
A lone language is scattered and splashed
Indiscriminate like paint in the hands of a child
And with the seasons, as they pass me by,
I blend myself over bodies and minds