Thalassophobia : Incorporeal Power

Death Technique / Canada
(2024 - Auto-Production)
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1. UNSEAL THE TOMB

A call unto the night, obey my whim
The hordes who laugh, bathing in sin
To all enthralled, I animate
Corruption thrives within
Rend and claw
Feed them to the gaping maw

I am your god, the curse, the plague
Laughing at you, dancing on your grave

Reverberating calls of madness
Dead, yet to be unconfined

Unseal!
The!
Tomb!
For death is not forever
The casket be her womb

Consuming the after-birth
So malice and callous
The cruelty of its mirth

Unseal!
The!
Tomb!
Twitching back to life
Beneath a gibbous moon

I am the one whose form is death
A feast for worms
Burrowing inside my rotten flesh
As the pieces fall from me, into piles
Familiar vermin, friends I welcome
Consume this ridden foul

A putrid stench so pungent
The rank of centuries
That should have been long forgotten

Unseal!
The!
Tomb!
For death is not forever
The casket be her womb

Reborn again
Humanity long forgotten
In the eyes of the dead

Behold, my lichen form
Mass of the deceased

Where I lead
The dead will follow me
Breaking open
The gates of hell
Now bow before me

I am your god
I am your curse
I am the plague taking your child's life
At its birth

Those sweet hollowed screams of agony
Such a loss can bring insanity
Where I tread,
The dead will follow me
Devoid of what you see
Devoid of this life
These eyes that cannot close
That watch you from ebbing glow
Look not, for only death will sow unto
This tapestry of flesh will grow

The restless dead have now risen
Now let them consume

I am the avatar
The shadow beyond shade
The knife that caresses
Dominion of the blackened fane

Reverberating calls of madness
Dead, yet to be unconfined

Unseal!
The!
Tomb!
For death is not forever
The casket be her womb


2. OMOPHAGY

In haunted dreams, I woke
A true terror that I invoked
A nightmare but so real it seems to be
Swing open gates of apathy

Manifest thine wicked rights

Be still beneath the shadow of the night

Lost in the revels as the shadows engulf
Chanting in bloodlust to the chime of twisted notes

Bring forth the fodder to the altar

Upon the eyes, distended
Anticipation of the flesh that's to be rendered

Flailed onto the stone
Dashing the brains that so hideously paint to evoke
Thine loathsome cruelty

Offerimus tibi hanc carnem
Domine tenebrarum

Toss the shape
In crimson rain
Douse the flames
Douse the flames
Douse the flame
Douse the flames

Thy will atoned
Beastial visage now turns your cruel gaze
Sights so horrific, no innocence left to be saved

Drain out the life
Bury the blade to the hilt of the knife
Licked by flames that reach up to the sky
Now rise
From the pits of damnation
Crawl into the world in your ravenous copulation
Bask in this bloodlust revelry and seethe

The face now twisting in its malice
Torments the mind unto its end

Twisting in malice
Coiled in entropy

Pacts of violence
Before we pray
Wreathed in the frenzies of the slaughter
Behold your servants
To maim and sacrifice
In reverence
Defile the divine

Twisting in malice
Coiled in entropy

Pacts of violence
Before we pray
A shadow cast unto the altar
Behold your servants
To maim and sacrifice
In reverence
Defile the divine

From wells of sin
He shall ascend


3. PRIMORDIAL

Burn them all
Cleanse them to ashes
Cast them to the winds of oblivion
Scatter and flow
Through this unhallowed night
This curse we have brought upon ourselves

Fear the blood
No cure for sickness
Accept intravenous
For the gods are now not with us
To witness this blissful insight
Hear the cries in the night

Fear is beyond our sight
Our eyes have yet to open
Flee, thine self, from the light
Our own path
Will lead to absolution

Oh sweet tranquility
Humanity's deviation
Clouded insanity
Unshackle me
Free me now from this dream

For minds dissolve through time
Choirs of madness
Unshackling the realms undefined
Shadowing structures
Craved by the light of the moon
Accountants of the spelling doom
Lapping the shores of primordial mutation devolves
Spiralling the wretched resolve

I feel the beast rising within
The blood that's flowing through these streets which bathe in sin

Low, as lambs unto the slaughter
Bow your heads, let the axe fall
Now that we've turned unto each other
Repent, freedom from this descent
For tainted are we, and shall lament

A night to bend all sanity
What is the cost of this communion?
Let me not be deceived

For minds dissolve through time
Choirs of madness
Unshackling the realms undefined
Such maddening blissful insight

Treading on the thin line between enlightenment and the obscene I stand
Trying so fucking hard to comprehend

Secrets will not be held forever
Power does not come without a cost
There is no remedy for this sickness
So far from all that has been lost

Compiling degradation
I'll cleave down with my scythe
A trail of death within my sight

I am now the hunter who stalks through the night
Blood soaked from my feral crimes
Care not for their baleful pleas
Death is the only cure
For these feral needs

For minds dissolve through time
Choirs of madness
Unshackling the realms undefined
Such maddening blissful insight

Treading on the thin line between enlightenment and the obscene I stand
Trying so fucking hard to comprehend

Fear is beyond our sight
Our eyes have yet to open
Flee, thine self, from the light
Our own path
Will lead to absolution

Oh sweet tranquility
Humanity's deviation
Clouded insanity
Unshackle me
Free me now from this dream


4. CATABASIS

Horror gives you form

Behold this defilement
The flesh has endured
Within my godless grip, I've found your purpose
A guiding hand to drain the life from the form yet to die
Guide you to the edge, to see the sights beyond sight

Path of the martyr
Bear all the sins of the earth
Endure thine trail of pain
Bear witness
Speak if my faith can remain

Loss of capacity
Suffer these moments
Flesh flayed open at the seam
Floating as if in a dream

Of the blackest hells
Without respite or limits
You have such purpose
Speak to me of death's secrets

Stares of indifference from the orchestrators
Contorting figure, the conduit
Torn from your form, sacrifice of splendor
Without hope nor savior

Will of the knife
My divine right
Your purpose goes beyond your plight
Your sacrifice will not be in vain

Apex to the transcendent state
Peers into the afterlife
Eyes of the soul relay
Clothed in black, the mass awaits the scribe

The flesh has endured
Within my godless grip, I've found your purpose
A guiding hand to drain the life from the form, yet to die
Guide you to the edge, to see sights beyond sight

Path of the martyr
Bear all the sins of the earth
Endure thine trail of pain
Bear witness
Speak if my faith can remain.

Loss of capacity
Suffer these moments
Flesh flayed open at the seam
Floating as if in a dream

Of the blackest hells
Without respite or limits
You have such purpose
Speak to me of death's secrets

Stares of indifference from the orchestrators
Contorting figure, the conduit
Torn from your form, sacrifice of splendor
Without hope nor savior


5. THE VESSEL

Embrace them in my veins

Complaisant, I am numb
Cultivation of my self-neglect
The stench of awful and decay I inhale
Into my lungs
Den of iniquity
Repulsive sanctuary
A life of self-inflicted solitude
This is my home
And my tomb

A willing tribute for guests in their cutaneous feast
And I can almost hear them singing
New life
How could I ever deny
Such a gift as this to have been offered?
Let them feast
Let them gather
Let the ulcers swell and fester
Ripened until they almost rupture
Pus-filled absolute delight
I watch them nourishing upon the blight

No care for
The vessel
Let filth flow within my veins
Destruct
The construct
And die without a name
This is not
Hell nor bliss
No need to ask for help
Forfeit this useless life
Of nothing more than your own fucking hell

My sight grows dim
Ocular cavities, just swelling sores
I should be concerned, but I find it so enjoyable
Convulsing in excitement's throes
My failing organs twist and start deploying

A pestilent tide
Swim in the feces and flesh
Discharged and running through my feet

No care for
The vessel
Let filth flow within my veins
Destruct
This structure
And die without a name
This is not
Hell nor bliss
No need to ask for help
Forfeit this useless life
Of nothing more than your own fucking hell

Grotesque
And odious
They care not for us
Forgotten, left to rot for months
It's swelling in my guts

Through all this, I live
Through torment and sin
Watching the maggots dance upon my skin

Putrefaction smiling grim
A face of festering depositories
Construct is caving in

These wounds do not bleed
They fester and weep
Pulsing for release from the crimson sheet

Oh, I'm twitching with delight
The fragile confines of my hollow shell now cracking
Defiling the design
Within my guts,
I have cultivated
Gnawing at the walls until they break them
Hollowed, exsanguinated
I hear the choir chanting high

A willing tribute for guests in their cutaneous feast
And I can almost hear them singing
New life
How could I ever deny
Such a gift as this to have been offered?
Let them feast
Let them gather
Let the ulcers swell and fester
Ripened until they almost rupture
Pus-filled absolute delight
I watch them nourishing upon the blight

No care for
The vessel
Let filth flow within my veins
Destruct
This structure
And die without a name
This is not
Hell nor bliss
No need to ask for help
Forfeit this useless life
Of nothing more than your own fucking hell

Deafening, choking masses
Flowers yet to bloom
The gases seeping from my writhing husk
Creating such a sweet perfume I waft
It won't be long before the hive combusts
They push out from the womb

Stepping into my confines
Shocked faces stricken with sickness
From what they saw inside
Nobody knew me, nobody cared
This cost of maternity's kiss
I am ready to bear

No care for who I've been
I'm now becoming whole
The shifting of my skin
This flesh puppet they now control
My sacrifice to the unborn
Just clutching my distended gut
Gaunt-less gray lips now part, ejecting foul internal thrusts

Grotesque
And odious
They care not for us
Forgotten, left to rot for months
It's flowing in my guts

Oh, sweet scent of decay
My smiling rictus visage growing bigger by the day

Jaw slack in gap
Twisted in its shape
The lord of the swarm
Within me is born

Sweet scent of decay
My smiling rictus visage growing bigger by the day

The lord of the swarm
Within me is born
The flies have now found their home
My home, my tomb


6. INCORPOREAL POWER

Upon the throne
Mindless and pustulating
Ceaseless discharge of creation
Fervorish lulling
Perpetual hypnosis
Fearing the end of all
If the god should ever wake

Deaf to the cries of the cosmos
Blind to all he creates
Beyond the boundless void of space and time
Hate writhes, unyielding, time will abide

None shall gaze upon his visage
Lest they be stripped of all their flesh
Their name and their soul
Consumed into the vortex

Ceased from existence
All matter and memory stripped away
Laid waste
In the vaulted halls of the vilest prison

Visions of the end
What was made will be unmade
A callous rebirth, stillborn
Lamenting in agony
These notes are more than music
They count in time with the notes of the cosmos

Dance with eyes turned inward
Cast down your false idols
And peer deep into the void

It writhes like a wounded beast
From formless recreation
Within the endless void of chaos
It screams to die

Cries to infinity fall to silence
Brought to a fading whisper

You will suffer, you will not die

Slave to the lies
Find no answers
Seek your god
You'll find no truth
You better pray for this
You'll plead for salvation

Embrace the end and accept what cannot be changed
As you hear your screaming inner voice that cries out in pain
In gales of whispering torment
Abandoned by your god
Peering through eyes turned inward

Rehearse the rights
Of the blind
And see

Slave to the lies
Find no answers
Seek to your god
You'll find no truth
You're gonna plead for this
You'll plead for salvation

Embrace the
Embrace the end

In gales of whispering torment
Abandoned by your god
Peering through eyes turned inward
Rehearse the rights
Of the blind
And see all


7. COLLAPSE

Patrons of plagues
Caressed by the blessings of the fetid father
Seekers of sickness
Devoid of the burden of the pain of existence
Preacher of pestilence
Infect and erode the foundations of reality
Perversions of life
Contagion seeps through the marrow

Freed from sanity

The words all swept aside
Calling for the mercy of the lord of decay
Bring forth thy wrath
With the rank of disease
Antithesis of the end
Entropy
Steeped in corruption
Singularities dance of life and death
Pulsating pustulation

Infected legions
Anointed with the foulest induction
Feeding all the maggots as they burrow
Enthusiastic rendering of the flesh

Breed these blessing of rot
Suffocate the skies
Vomit forth, blacken their eyes
Seeping through the veil of purpose beyond their soul, enraptured entwined

Caressed by the blessings of the fetid father

Praise death
Praise death to the world
Contagion spreads the breath of death
Gathering all in a rotting embrace
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Collapse of the will
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Collapse of the will and flesh

I am now free of this life

Praise death
Praise death to the world
Feast deep and you'll appreciate the end
Praise death
Praise death to the world
Cast aside your humanity
Open wounds festering in your soul
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Collapse of the will
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Collapse of the will and flesh

Father of decay, slowly rot


8. BEREFT OF SOUL

All must come to an end
Compelled within my thoughts, the light dissolves as I slowly descend
Hang my head
The lapping tides of time
Eroding foundations of antipathy

No love
There was no love for me
This life is yours to liberate
Alone, you hold the key
To take this life
Only to cast aside
Reverberate the audient void
Exhale and push your doubts aside

Sway to the solace of silence
Seeking the peace of endless dreams
They have beckoned, I have answered
Lead the soul from bereft

See through the eyes of the cursed as mothers weep
Free me from me
Embrace me now, oblivion
Sweet desperation, welcome this defeat

I am not who I once was
Devoid of this hollow form
I feel the disconnection
Untethered from within, this loathsome birth

Sway to the solace of silence
Seeking the peace of endless dreams
They have beckoned, I have answered
Lead the soul from bereft

All reduced to dust

Give me this mercy
An absolute solution
Chemically drawn unto the knife
Be that of my death
There is no consolation
Only the wailing final breath

Such a disgrace
Nothing but nothing
Disappear only to be replaced
A true lament of what I've become
Never belonging to this place

No love, there was no love for me
This life is yours to liberate
Alone, you hold the key
To take this life
Only to mask this sight
Reverberate the audient void
Exhale and push your doubts aside

Sway to the solace of silence
Seeking the peace of endless dreams
They have beckoned, I have answered
Lead the soul from bereft

See through the eyes of the cursed as mothers weep
Free me from me
Embrace me now, oblivion
Sweet desperation, welcome this defeat



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