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Muse
01:50
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The man of truth has learned that illusion is the one reality and that substance is the great imposter
It is inside myself that I must create someone who will understand
God damn the rats
God damn the world
God damn Rotnest
You will witness true horror
Now, rot
I have waited endlessly to exhume my misery
Crushed beneath the weight of this absurdity
And a life of dissonance
Feeding my resentment left hanging from the gallows I have wrought
All for nothing
Plummeting with one step from the fucking light
Purge my conscience
Erase my identity
I don't want this
Has this become my fucking paradigm
Exsanguination
I am finally free
Bloodletting for the sake of the muse
Torture portrait
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Mono
02:37
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Counting down the minutes inside of this rat race bullshit
I've always known that I would never have a chance
Just to see myself in this world and not fucking lose it
Every day it don't mean shit
It's all the same
All the same
I despise the thought that you have found your peace
Fuck
Do it
Pussy
I don't want to fucking hear it
Useless
Conscience
Born through resentment
Force-fed all your sympathy
But you no longer have your fucking choice
You have everything that I want
I need out
I can't breathe
I want your steady pulse
There is no face to accompany the voice of hell gnawing at my bones
I was busy playing god
Stare through the maw
Witness the world embrace it's fucking end
I resent this fucking hand I've been dealt
A testament to the scorn I felt
Rotnest you fucking rats
Forgiveness is unobtainable
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3. |
Whirl
03:29
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Reveal the pain
As I dance between life and death
I've heard it all
Fuck it
What is left to give
Living within the scope of despair
Digging at my skin
Cursing at my blood
The dull ache of life
It pervades all that I know
So score it with the sound of parody
It rings out so incessantly
A constant reminder that I am synthetic
And worth less
Than every attempt to live outside of negligence
How could I forgive in a whirl of anhedonia
To rob me of all pleasure
Until I can feed again
Substance
The root of it all
Seen through nystagmus gaze
No stimulation
I'd dig out the shards
But what's there to reflect
Disfigured in isolation
No face to blame
Fuck the family name
I reject the years of neglect
You fucking bitch
Fuck you
I deny this cursed blood
In my head I get away with it
I kill everyone before it begins
Finding peace within my head
I peer through the veil
And I watch the world die
Ignominious waste
Left to fucking rot
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Bear the mark
Accept the loss
Again I try
To live this down
I deny belief in all the bullsh*t and lies that were fed to me
Feeding the prospect of tranquility
The truth begets our death and all that lies beneath
Now I refuse to extend a hand to those
Who cast me out and denied me of what I’m owed
Amongst the torment I’ve found a sense of release
In denying the world and what it’s taken from me
Why
Try
To reclaim what I have lost in you
F*ck this sh*t, I’d rather die alone
And adorned with contempt
It’s the same thing
It’s the same pain
F*ck
Denied reprieve amongst the image of vermin and mounds of waste
The fire that we’ve stoked will become our grave
An extortion of self for the promise of grace
Another day struck terrified
To watch you vermin feed your appetite
You fail to see my point of view
What’s best for me is killing you
F*ck the world
F*ck the rats
Sh*t
We know it’s true
What’s best for me is killing you
See beyond the chimera embrace the coup de grâce
I spare no one
Now is the time to correct my mistakes
And m*rder every motherf*cker that has taken from me
Goddamn
I’ll drag you all down to hell as I go
F*ck the world
F*ck the rats
I’m on my own
We know it’s true
What’s best for me is killing you
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5. |
Torrent
03:37
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For all my life
I have wanted to step out of this skin
And forget all I know
It escapes me
Within the throes of self
I drown out
Amongst an endless string of variables
That now will collide in an instant
Embraced by the world with its cold disinterest
Why should I attempt to reconcile
When I exist only through resentment
I know, I know how this ends
Alone
And still I lament against a lifetime of bearing this fucking regret
From every mistake that I've made
And this debt that I owe it is too immense to ever repay
To fucking repay
We're fucked either way
We're fucked either way
You're fucked
The depth of deceit
Now enveloping me
And twisting the blade once again but there's
Nothing left to bleed
Rot
I know it's selfish
Rejecting the blame though it's mine
I know it's selfish
But I'm leaving you all behind
I know it's selfish
Rejecting the blame though it's mine
I know it's selfish
But I'm leaving you all behind
Rot inside this hole with baited breath I wait to hear you speak
I remain enthralled inside the boundless grasp of consequence
I failed you
I failed you
I failed you
I failed you
Punishment is all that awaits us now
It's all that awaits us now
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6. |
Hell
03:00
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I have awoken in hell
I have been forever condemned to repeat the same fucking day
Inside of this endless absurdity
I can't take it
No
I want out of this goddamn hole
I must swallow the ashes at my feet
And inspect them for what they truly are
I demand my place alongside the exalted
The unpropitious fools now cast aside into madness
For the sake of their muse
What is left inside the wake
Is now awaiting to be crushed beneath my heel
I remove the blight
That I've felt for all my life
Condemned
Suffer the fate of the pawn just as I have done
God damn you all
God damn you all to hell
I cannot take another moment beside myself to allow this to fester and rot in my brain
Every word an embellishment
Inside of this cosmic fucking joke
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