1. GOLD ABOVE ME

Open your head, gagging, barfing alone in the house!
Orange bottles spilling hate from their mouths!
Work! Working my bones down to powdered dust
I see gold held above me, like power, like filthy lust
The garbage, the putrid need for success
Trophies for my desperate life and my lonely death
Leave these things be
Orange bottles spilling uninformed bile from their mouths!
Working my bone
I see gold held above me, like power, like lust.


2. MORSEL

Just let me taste!
Explosion of my curiosity
I look for what human remains in you
Opening your head and reaching in
I jump inside the driver’s side and drive

Begin removal
Superior excitement when I remove the eyelid
Begin removal
The god you’ve chosen to be present, begin to feast.

Lungs of a devil beast, superior excitement, the flesh of a devil queen
Lungs of a devil beast, superior excitement, the flesh of a devil queen
Just a morsel, just a touch, a desperate fucking monster, gulping blood in angry thrusts
Just a morsel, just a touch, a desperate fucking monster, gulping blood in angry thrusts

We are just a void of we are pointless voids of
Filthy!
Iris captured
Light will erupt inside my gut
Your contacts stare back as I throw them up
Light erupts
Scorn for my interests in tasting the world
Broke every limb with a twist, I only wish
To understand and fix her
Dissection of the specimen
In my domain, not begging for much
Just the chance to cut
To feel a human’s warmth
Swift escape

Begin removal
Superior excitement, when I remove the eyelid
Begin removal
The god you’ve chosen to be present, begin to feast
Begin removal
Superior excitement, when I remove the eyelid
Begin removal
The god you’ve chosen to be present, begin to feast


3. CALLOUSED

Artists watching artist, watch each other for the flag
One shot into the air!
Before we race to stab each other’s backs
Will you climb the ranks?
We’re all staring towards a sun of gold
Without an inkling of what it is or what it’s worth
Just instinct to succeed
Can I shock you?
I doubt it, you’re jaded
Can I create the songs that I want?
Two generations fight for attention
Made of pure oil, nothing but standards
For us to live by
There shouldn’t be a waste of time

Busy yourself, learn a trade
And conquer this before your corpse is gone
Feeding shit into the ground
In hopes that the forest will grow

Producing copies of copies
Until the pepper is not tasted
The bite is totally gone
The bite is gone

Gossip, it all starts from the mouth
Of a crooked traveling act
Naive to the fact that music has no place for egos

From the mouth
Filth spills out

No angel lives, his presence is missed
Tripp, you still speak to me
No angel lives, their presence is missed
Tripp, you still speak to me!
Enraged those comments exist
Words from anonymous, soon you’re exposed
Enraged that those comments exist
I’ll hunt you down, when karma is void


4. THIN SKINNED

Thrust your razor nails into my chest and spin
Sling blood in a circular pattern; the carcass is battered
Rowing through a sea of savages, men left in ruin
Is this what you would call torture growing into a man?
...Sling....Sling

Into my flesh, she carved a hollow, heart will be raw
Into my flesh, I search for something sweet just for your tongue
She smiles with innocence, dancing with silence, feasting on every last inch of my pride
Soulless, black eyes

Shocking the mess that followed my dull knife
Just a puddle, just a puddle of piss
Shocking the mess that followed my dull knife
Just a puddle, just a puddle of piss

Starved me of the simplest things, it is of no cause
I will do what need
Cut the throat of the beast
The color is unexpected
Intriguing my throat
Fill it up, down it goes
Shocking the mess that followed my dull knife
Just a puddle, just a puddle of piss
Shocking the mess that followed my dull knife
Just a puddle, just a puddle of piss


5. L'APPEL DU VIDE

(Instrumental)


6. CRANIAL INFESTATION

My manic world collides
With the day your head spins questions
Hurled right to my side
Frantic! Desperate, for a song to hide
I, I just need a pause
Body feeds itself
I’m eating basic meat to sustain the day’s work
Nicotine and weed to fuel the next shift

In need of changes
Physical rearrangement

Tossed the vile, but more restricted
Truth’s dead I will always be addicted
Tossed the vile, but more restricted
Truth’s dead I will always be addicted

I grow weary of, weary of my phone; if I open it I cannot escape the anxiety!
I grow weary of, weary of my phone; if I open it I cannot escape the anxiety!

Trivial but true, parasite of the brain
Draining my body
Draining my body of its dirty blood

Calls, questions and incoming mail
My future, my present and the end of the world
My fix and cigarette, my song and band
Son, daughter, sister, suicide
Second chance at life
Blame!
This blame is rampant!
Obsessions of all kinds
Obsessions of all kinds
This blame is rampant!
Your brain was so simple, flipped off with a snap
I’m reading you wrong, neck’s hard to grasp


7. SALT LICK

Reaching for another sedative, I want to find eternal sleep
We’ve grown so far apart, I’m in quiet hell
As your back rests next to mine
Daydream of smothering your breaths
Perfection, persistence
The experience of new breasts

Shallow surface value, we passed this long ago
Shallow surface value, trust and betrayal that is stopping our growth

Stopping our growth, destroy our home
Her desperate stare had no soul
Lust is petrified of the fear of loneliness
Bleach your skin and start to remove the fat
Put it back, into your lips, dye your hair and starve yourself
Covered in graffiti, you might fit in when your tattoos are healing
Fuck image, fuck your body
Consuming yourself for yourself, thinking of no one else

Don’t let her decide your death
Companions for decades all ending in webs
Poison the camel, queen is my home
Never another, ripe with resent
Poison the camel; I’m lost with resent
Weeks before we explode, I’ll reach you yet
Reaching for a joint, some mescaline
She’s poisoning Winston so Charlotte’s my home.
Blank expression on the floor, waiting for my presence
She speaks in truth splattered flame, starts wars to be wed
Marred and intoxicated, the last thing I swallow
I’ve wandered off, gotten lost and asked for God
Often bothered souls are bought in whole
Often bothered souls are bought in whole by demons
Rot away, let it spoil

Shallow surface value
We’ve crossed this long ago
Shallow surface value
Trust and betrayal that is stopping our growth
Stopping our growth destroys our home
Your desperate stare had no soul
Lust is petrified of the fear of loneliness


8. Cannibal

(Instrumental)


9. WETIKO

This instinct was handed from serpents to thieves and priests
Feed off their own; destroy their homes
In search of conquering their pride
Spine is ripped out, any vertebrae of ethics is in dismay
Survival; how great it is and how’d you get it?
It’s obvious death comes, aside from your wealth, stature and healthcare
Power is why a human lives, while every organism just is
Malevolence molesting the systems of life
Annihilate ourselves, impacting all those to come

A step backwards, with nuclear arms
We’re wild with greed
Scarred by political charm
Depreciating with excess force
Protesting with only an unarmed voice

Tools of a trade are tossed for the fancy life
Led by the embalmed and blind
Someone take my spine before it’s lost
Give me fire and a blade to last
I’ve broken down sensitive eyes
To frost over those who won’t grasp their lives

Push!
No need for the stampeding
Human sized but making paths that have an impact
The game then connects from traveling
Without each pollination
We are unraveling
Sand blast battered with molten rock
We’ve evolved to be soft
The few will live and gorge on flesh;
No animal without fangs is feared

Filed down
Down to stubs
Filed down
When we are young
Destroying all learning, label it a phase
To be forgotten, not knowing hunger pains
Filed down
When we are young


10. TO THE FLIES

Give the sacrifice to the flies
The one who burns
Feeding me and feed the crowd
That’s our tomb of cold and rotting wombs
That’s your network when at work
When at work
Life is void of body language
Instinct must consume you, it must confuse
That’s our tomb of cold and rotting wombs
That’s our network when at work
When at work

Clawed and scratched their way, biting through the next rat
Save its own neck, snake consuming snake
Danger culminates in them doing business with another
Loss of self-awareness, no sense of warm blood
To feel a conscience at all
Clawed and scratched their way, biting through the next rat
Save its own neck, snake consuming snake
Danger culminates

Gnawing at the bone, hopeful for its marrow
A thousand rats crowded at my back
Jealous and left with a hungry taste in malnourished mouths
Everyone is hungry
We watch our peers, just to see when they fail; a vulture whose habits can’t have it
We watch our peers, just to see when they fail, a vulture whose habits won’t have it
Failure!
Pressure stacks against a city of camels and bricks
Whether I like it or not, I am alone in this
Live with the dead and decaying, I rot as they rot
A viral plague of toxic nostrils, breathe out your violence
Pressure stacks against this city of camels and bricks
Breathe out your toxic nostrils; breathe out your violence

Muzzle covered in intangible filth, instant guilt
A status so emotional
Evolved, single only interested in
My stomach filled and lungs are full of smoke
Muzzle covered in filth, insistent guilt
A pistol lays before me and I am broke
Just another Cannibal
Gnawing at the bone

Clawed and scratched their way, biting through the next rat
Save its own neck, snake consuming snake
Danger culminates in them doing business with another
Loss of self-awareness, no sense of warm blood
Clawed and scratched their way, biting through the next rat
Save its own neck, snake consuming snake, danger culminates


11. ENGULFED IN LETHARGY

This human breed is far too tame and thinks that it’s one of a kind
My compassion is dying, needs antibiotics, advancing rapidly
Socialized to the teeth, but never in person we meet
On a digital interface, slowly with time our limbs are rendered useless
Just a trunk, towering, high and dotted
High and dotted with fingertips
One orifice for all activities; one chamber for any intelligence
All emotion will be under scrutinous watch

Chemicals will let us feel and the feeling is toxic
Chemicals will let us feel and the feeling is toxic

Constant fucking noise! Conjure the silence
It’s awkward just like my first taste of beer
Composition of our bodies collide, and the flesh sours breeding new milk
New pools to fester, new drool to record
Our exit is unpredictable, throwing these seeds to the wind