1. THE MONSTER AWAKETH

The monster awaketh. Bathed in flames. Bow down a slave. This is not a game.
Run for your lives. This is not a time to die. But, one man remains. With sword in hand and victory shall be his today.


2. KVLTIVATE

There is darkness, there is pain, there is grinding down of enamel. All the way until the gums, all the way until i bleed. Bleeding, oh sweet misery. I can take you, for satan i am not yours.
Shout out, burn down. You shall all burn in hell.
Pentagram.
Inverted crucifix.
Selfish bastards.
Get off your high horses.


3. FREUDIAN SLIPS OF DENIAL

You scream lies when there're
Whispers that need to be heard. A
Newscaster; sexuality; not human;
Unlike you and me.shut your
Mouth (for one second)understand
(the truth needs to be
Heard)charred corpse.is
This news?freudian slips.of
Denial.vomit keeps pouring
Forth.charred
Corpse.charred corpse (the
More you hide it the more painful
The flames will lick at your body)


4. SAVE ME FROM THIS PLACE

Your face is shown to me: a lasting horror. No matter where i run, there is no escape. Save me from this place, i have nowhere else to turn. Wilted flower in my hand, petals falling slowly. Your muscles long undergone rigor mortis. Oh, god, i can't take this pain. Why could it not have been me? Dear god… why could it not have been me?


5. INNOCENCE LOST; IN A SENSE FOUND

A whore distraught with lust, a breeze is blowing like you it's a gust.
Tripping over shoelaces untied. Your life has become unsatisfied.
Do you sleep? Are you real? Do you weep? Can you feel?
At your core, you don't trust. Instant crushes, every august
Free yourself from this fleshy grave! You are nothing but a slave! Your debit is already paid, but you won't listen to anything i say.
No longer a playing games, no longer a child. Flicking off with death rays.
Innocence gone; in a sense found.
Now i can truly realize what it means to be free with your arms around me. Now i can truly realize true peace.


6. THE WAY OF THE WICKED

Blessed is the man who does not walk in the council of the wicked.
Falling further down. Soon you will drown. A well of pain. Oh my god! The flames!
Sometimes i'm riding down the highway, i don't know where to go. Getting lost at 80 mph ain't smart, that's why sometimes i go slow.
People passin' you, that's all right.
Don't give ‘em the finger, just sit tight.
Stop here! Stop here! I say i might…
The wicked, they are like chaff that the wind blows away.
Will you have a place to stand on judgement day?


7. SHALL COMFORT BE GIVEN

The past seems so far away. Yet it seems that it's here to stay. I am impure. Dear god to you i pray. Please set me free from this tarnished state. Shall this plague my mind for all eternity? Shall comfort be given peacefully?


8. RAIN

Lost in a space between pain and joy, i hate to see her hurting. Tears and rivers, what's the difference?
All i've got to say is, “pain, it's a damn shame!”
I'm so lost right now, it's not even funny.
And now i see a face in front of me. What can i do for you mister? Well, i think you were asking for me. You didn't know where else to turn, but i always got your back. Come on down.
I'm so lost now, it's not even funny.
Father, rain down on me. Wipe away all of our tears.


9. THERE IS MORE THAN ONE WAY OUT

Constant fighting, it's torture. I can't take this much more.
If you can't tell, there is more than one way out.
Try to follow me.
"sit at my right hand until i put your enemies beneath your feet."


10. ABOVE ALL THINGS

Part i:
Falling apart one by one, we all fall down. We all fall short of the glory. Which of us wears the crown?
There is no glory; only pain. This life is pointless; with nothing to gain.
Fall down at my knees, my mind is weary. I can't be pleased. Why, dear god, if i believed in you, did you make me lose her? She was all i had…
I gave up a long time ago to philosophy. There is more to life than false religion. If you're real please prove this to me. Otherwise, just leave me be.
Part ii:
A river of fermented numbness consistently running through my body. Liver constantly filtering that which keeps me alive (dead). There is joy yet to be seen. I'm blinded by my own inebriation. (is this the end? When did it begin?)
Classic. This world chews me up and spits me out. I just rip myself up further (of course, this is me. I wouldn't expect anything else.) I scream, “die! Die!” In my alternate realities. But i won't even try to make any more of this life i've been given.
Fake. I hate. Yet fake is what i am. Keep. It underground. Preach. Not to me. (but know this is your life.)
Part iii:
Skin so soft, so wet. Parasympathetic output of no. Love, no not love, just lust. Just lust. There is more, i know. But right now, i just don't care. I am the worst of all, because i know, i just don't care.
Part iv:
Save us all. There is more to life than pain and misery. Alcohol has nothing on you. You created it for all of us to enjoy. But not like this, i'm so sorry god. Please forgive me.
And i, i know the way. I shall live it and absorb your word into my bones and my blood. Your love shall pour off of my lips forever more. And please…. Save our friends. Let us all go to heaven and just hold hands. And love… let there be love. Love above all things… and the praising of your name.


11. YOU HAVE NOT SEEN ME

Blood covers the exit signs and light bulbs. The room is red.
I have now seen everything. You have not seen me.
Tackle me onto the floor.
Chainsaw hand they dismember.
Place a cross upon the grave.
They shall now the devil enslave!