Inhuman (CAN) : The Inhumanist

Black Metal / Canada
(2003 - Self-Released)
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1. THE INHUMANIST

Prophet of abomination.
Death's deliverance
For the masses lost
In their shadows
Faceless at last.

Beneath the foothills.
Palo Verdes.
Euripedes' country.
A man ,
Ancient loner
Lives, caretaker of gore
In a land,
Forsaken to hawks.
Day & night ,
He stalks ,
Hungry for absence
For the sedge's rise
Over tombstones & hearth smoke.

His only companion ,
A Double Axe
Two blades of the tragic
Held in his fist
Onanism of steel
Primed to smite
Delighting in the purity
Of violence.
Who sees him as he nears?
Doppelgangers crushed
By the wooden heft,
Succubi raped
The shaft deep in flesh,
Eyes shucked by the blade,
Hollows speaking blood.

Not for vengeance
Does he rupture
The weak ties
That blind us
To the grave's reality
But for mercy
Murders.
This pale reflection of grace.
Asserts the earth's
Dark return
With every
Weapon's swing,
Each plunge
Of his laughter
Heralds a victory
For the waters
And the moon's
Inhuman mask.

2. OUR KILLDOM COME

On Earth as it is in hell.
Our killdom come.
Our killdom come.
Give us this day our daily blood.
Our killdom comes.
To all.

Man's will is the prophecy.
Found between the pages.
Of this book of holy writ.
Spawn of slaves and sages.

Leach and rape and suffocate.
Screams the song of songs.
While genesis and exodus.
Multiply the wrongs.

As it was in the beginning.
Till the wreck of time.
So shall he pillage victory.
So shall he end in slime.

Hate stares out of every face.
Condemned to brute machine.
Trained to sodomize the land.
With greed so sharp and lean .

Man yearns to conquer everything.
Break beasts beneath his fist.
The bible as his red light queen.
His lust will not desist.

Yet the mouth that barks out gospels.
Is but a seeping wound.
While voices with loud battle cry.
But baaing of the doomed.

Inside the words of Solomon.
And Moses' stone commands.
Is cold adverse to suffering.
Resistance to the land.

Revelations' angel fuck.
Levitican laws of flesh.
Salome's dance and Judith's vow .
And Judah's final test.

Self righteous marks upon cement.
While deep within Earth's bowels.
Destroyer of this butcher's race.
The planet's laughter howls.

3. TORTURED SOULS

We are the few that stand alone,
Ever cursed to live in darkness.
Walking among clouded minds,
The tortured souls of this world.
Scattered are our ashes across
Never ending soil.
Trampled our remains by
Herds of cattle.

We are the few that stand together,
Across the plains of scorched earth.
Chained and imprisoned by their lies.
Looked upon by others as blasphemous.
Raise your unholy symbols
Toward the heavens.
Stand tall in defiance
Before their God...

4. Virgin revisioned : an anti-prayer

Everything revives in the castle of murders.
Hordes slaughtered by the sword of the word.
Blood in the chalice.
Seed of the host .
Cunt of the lord.

Hail mary, full of piss, the whores
Are with us. Blessed is the flesh
Of carnal knowledge, the body
Entered by the senses. Unhallowed
Crown of chasteness, may your thorns
Turn to rapes that you may taste
Your wettest martyrdom.

Hail mary, full of lust, the gore
Is with us. Blessed is the rot
Of your wound, jesus, the womb
Teeming with maggots. Unhallowed
Saint of frigidity, may your hands
Turn to serpents that you may
Fuck yourself to divinity.

Hail mary, full of shit,
Breed with us now
And at the hour
Of our climax
That you may join us
On earth in life's fluids
And thereafter
In death's
Spread endlessness.
Amen!

5. APOCALYPSE / EDEN

GOD - The Butcher
LIFE - The Economist
DEATH - The Awakener

He gave unto us a garden .
Deadly Heaven on Earth.
Fruit like evil threats.
Those who eat will burn.

Snake inside the eyeball
Hand cupped around the Bomb
Angel's flaming sword
He shunned us from the womb

No sterilized Elysium .
He spent his seed on dust.
Spat names at Eve & Adam.
Formed Adam's fatal lust.

Tree of light and darkness.
Rank root in his mind.
He gave unto us a garden .
What savior gave us less?

He gave unto us infernos .
Healing Hell on Earth .
Gilgamesh & Abbaddon.
A desert wet with loss.

Song within the rotting.
Mouth shaped around the knife .
Scroll formed from red honey.
He bled to gut our life.

No paralyzed inscription.
He slit inside the wound.
Sweet letters breeding endless.
A thin undying sound.

Black horsemen, holy whores.
Belial and Jezebel.
He gave unto us infernos.
What killer gave us more?

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