1. NETHESCURIAL

Fear the ones that still can dream now
Fear the air you breathe
Fear the world without exits
Fear takes everything (you are helpless and invincible)
To the rack today, ascending, killers welcome me
Our worlds will be endless murder
On the wheel tomorrow, falling, killers become me
Our Heaven will be pain and torture (self-actualization in suicide)
Kill me...kill yourself
Use the noose, use the knife
You seek a purity in the frenzy of bloodshed
A cutting and slicing, a slashing and tearing
Apotheosis, catharsis, an angel's lips
Lies inside lies inside lies
These are just words, again
Worlds withing words today
Worlds within the walls tomorrow
Stab through my mask as I stab through yours
Please, God, let there be nothing inside
Use me like an object, rip the world's mask away
Treat me like the lost one, rip the mouths away
No resistance, use the noose
Nothing worth saving, use the knife
Beautiful insect you've become, Nethescurial
Hunted down, Nethescurial
Beautiful world, beautiful lies, Nethescurial


2. NOTHING IS REAL

We cruel marionettes, slaves, insane machines
Our memories are all (pathetic) illusions of love
We, chaos lords, scorch the earth
Bring them all down (we can never fly)
The beliefs are saccharine and corrosive, feeble
The weak romances become blank mockeries
Unrecognizing eyes in faces without history
We, chaos lords, reverse the earth
Inside out (we can never die)
There will be no rebirth, no flowering, no joy
The world is woven out of laughter
The passions are pale and powerless
We are...nothing real
We squirm like microbes beneath a spotlight
Writhe with false purpose under a distant, sardonic gaze
Will they convince themselves they have life?
Will faking love and life finally create something real?
Our walls collapse at a finger's pressure
The pleasures are numbed and useless
The meat now on a string, trap-twitching day to day
All of our masquerades are nightmares
We make them symbols to have something to say
Words are meaningless, language a limp sack around Nothingness
Feed and excrete and believe and breed
Nothing is transmitted, nothing is understood
Nothing is real


3. STILL HAUNTED

Glass eye, dance for us, crouching behind what exists
Speak something that's real (that's holy, that's anything)
Your misunderstanding and confusion is a sweet paradise
You create divinely just to destroy
Glass eye, serrated, shark-tunnel through the wracked bodies
Pierce weeping, pitied, palsied flesh and bone
Dust eating dust eating dust eating dust
Nothing (ever) worth lusting for
Glass eye, gallop madly down the bloodline spitting, Clawing
Tell us what we are (please lie)
All alone in silence, feeble jokes of an empty universe
Nothing (ever) worth living for
Glass eye, swallow our gifted poison and cut your throat
Tell us what you find (you'll lie again)
Tell us what we'll find (the blood haunts us still)
Kill yourself, all that's left is nothingness
Nothing (ever) worth fighting for
Pray there isn't an afterlife
Pray there isn't a Heaven
All the generations that have come and gone
Nothing (ever) worth dying for
Still haunted (you don't have the courage to live)
Still haunted