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Confined to the chic
Of concentric mazes
half-digested hoer deouves
And guests in various phases
ultimate architect You
and Minotaur mask crazes
Bow in the quiet of the Loom
But Rashomon it ain’t this
Son of Babel, blind in the light
hands covered in mud
You built the radioactive tower
that poisons your blood
and gnaws at your brain
Now fall on your knees
Swallow the sand
For these are the days that have been foretold,
The falling of man
In stuffy rooms the idols proliferate
like maggots
Blue screens are delirious eyes
connections are burning, synapses are dying
Clay icons feed on your thoughts
Projecting their shadows
Injecting venom into the bloodstream of nanotubes and cathode rays
Caught it the heart of the web,
There’s a still screaming child
Chained to the Core
of the Supreme machine
that gathers the nets
Of a painful conspiracy
And vomiting pecks
of a post-truth era digestif
You experienced the moment in which everything clicks
The nirvana of this post-human age
But what you thought was clarity turned you into a serf
Child so certain, eyes so bright
With Chrome Atheneum of wisdom
Yet try to turn pages of video light
They fade into illusion
When gone are your tales
of a hallowed design
And Earth flat as a scam
Then you’ll recall
how the prophecy told
Of the falling of man
Son of Babel, trembling night
Eyes clouded by slander
Inhaling carcinogenic exhaust
That gestates in your laughter
And broils the earth
In the vats of denial
And desecrates the land
we prognosticate upon cauterised lips
Of the falling of man
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Interdaementional
07:28
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Hollow mumbling
Empty glass fumbling
In a brass players
Sorrowful
Second hand prayers
It’s wonderful
Darkness
Baby speed heartbeat
Blue lighted bed sheet
Hi! It’s me again...
Yeah, I know what time it is, but have you found anyth...?
Aha... ok..
Well, call me back if..?
Hello?...
Rapid fire projector beam
Flickering on the eyelids
Echo festival
Sounds like war
Decelerate
Self asphyxiate
Peace
She opens her silvery eyes
to the beauty of the copper oxide skies
She lends her spirit to the crossroads where realities meet
Mind takes flight, wind sores by
And in the mourning mist
she sings his lullaby
A double end-light tunnel
Melody entities
Interdaementional personalities
A design that can’t be faulted
Yet separates the body
And beckons the dependent
To a playground in-between
Mother!
Erratic gestures
synced up to repeat
Twilight - illuminate
A joy-spirit creeps
Dirty little fingers
light up the weeds
The chanting goes “Jow, Jow, Jow”
Do you heed?
A voice he has known for a thousand years
Calling out for him
Amplified by sacrificial tears
Calling him home
No life to lose
Streetcar run empty
Erratic Higgs bosons confuse
Shapeshifting landscape
Of a ghostly amorphous shape
Atom-viscous asphalt underfoot
Lilies with the scent of sulphur
Her eyes peeled through
Galilean binoculars
The Arch-Shaykhah
of Chic Black Metal
Oceans rising to the sky,
Towards Mars
(Improvised)
Watching Jow passing the porch pirates
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Only For You
08:15
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Confusion
The martyr of all
My vision
cathartic and whole
Come feel my
Absence of soul
For the eve-angelical
Policeman
The daughter of
Oblivion
For slaughter
It’s darker than I recall
The torture, luxurious
Into a dragon scaled tunnel I fall
Lured by the lights of an oncoming train
Such thrilling and decadent danger
I tore pages from my flesh
To read between the pain
Finding foundation amorphous
Structure within the vacuum at last
Absent of physical form
Like an imposter
A charlatan dawn
Life is pointless
But so what?
The idea my idea is better
Isn’t worth a lot
Conspiracy, deluded for years
Wet behind their fucking fears
A collusion of total emersion
Like a vaccine for herd retardation
Only for you
I shan’t tremble before any other
Only for you
My chakras shall boil
Enraptured in humiliation
To grasp at the horns
The proffered intoxification
Myriad faces on multiple heads
All prophesying the exact same end
A Krugerrand minted from a troy of oxidation
A global crop of husbandry
Abandoned to rot
A congenital deformity of perception
Seeds scattered on the tarmac of a parking lot
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Oduduwa's Chain
05:49
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Woke Up.
Obruni W'awu
Akrafena
Ogun's stealers of truth
Each blood befalls the same transmution
Cultural Appropriation
Is proof we raise the Oba's palace
Smoke and shields in the sand
Obruni W'awu
Akrafena
Behind the glass the stolen stars are blank
Oduduwa's chain for Yoruba
Shango desecrated Benin
The Asante Gong resonating
The Okomfo's call deafening
The Egyptologista
And Palaeontologist's dream
To abdicate the cradle
The engine of history
Just because you cannot see inside me
Inside my head...
Wormhole calling
Down the hole he’s falling
Straight rainbows on all of the walls
Dawn and down the rabbit hole he falls
Sun rays pierce as on a newborn
The confusion is total and full blown
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5. |
When Lucifer Dies
06:12
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That feeling when Lucifer dies
That moment when you’re losing your mind
The lost have forgotten their lives
In darkness the loneliness thrives
In August, the brothers are breaking all their chains
In August, the brothers are breaking all their chains
Nobody wants to make amends
Anymore my friend
"Authenticate" to me they cry
Corroborate and justify
And bid with the idols recline
But nothing feels more of a lie
And say if you killed the only thing
keeping our friendship alive
One of us will....
One of us won’t make it out here alive
I wish I was wrong
But you can’t keep me much longer
I know you are strong
But you cannot hold me down this long
I wish you’d belong
But the waiting is a murder
It’s taking too long
So I have to be alone now, brother
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6. |
Self Isolation
05:19
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Self-isolation
A sense of my deadly persuasion
A taste of my calling
Mortal sensation
Where are my Human emotions?
Vacant of mourning
Bless thou me for what I’ve done
The mercy of the rifle
Deplorable day has come
And what you thought was fable
Righteous rancor
Genome frenetic
That’s what it takes!
Thoughts that won’t clot
Acid and manic
Self-isolate
Breath of canker
Misanthro-panic
Ten headed snake
Lecherous bore
Withered Satanic
Chakras awake
And I forget my name
To incept another plane
In a moment’s fleeting lust
We are sanctioned unto dust
Winter betrayed, cannibal sunshine
That floods down the highway, forlorn
Evaporate, where have you gone to?
You’re not in my head anymore
Righteous rancor
Genome frenetic
That’s what it takes!
Thoughts that won’t clot
Acid and manic
Self-isolate
And I forget my name
To incept another plane
In a moment’s fleeting lust
We are sanctioned unto dust
In a self-isolation
Misanthropy guiding my hand
I am the unknowable man
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Swamp Dog
05:43
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Swamp Dog Lady
Ballad of the swamp dog
An exotic mix
Come pity the oh, crazy girl
A curious minx
She puts on her makeup
They offer her drinks
They say “Come with me pretty girl,
Elisabeth”
Tragedy of the swamp dog
And those that betray
Blackest of evenings
That shit got away
Swamp dog crazy
Away from her momma
That swamp isn’t fresh
She took only one bag of pills
+ One purple dress
Took a bus to the city
She’ll make some new friends
They’ll go to a concert that night
Darkness descends
Tragedy of the swamp dog
And those that betray
Blackest of evenings
That shit got away
Swamp dog
Swamp dog Lady
Swamp dog
Swamp dog crazy
How it cheered up before it got sad again
And all else distractions were bored
I heard a place where they’re serving up paradise
And I wanna go there to know if it’s crazy
To be what you feel in the moment
And dress like this all of the time
I know that I have the right to be wonderful
And if you would stop me you’re no friend of mine
You can tape up my ankles to writhe against
But lead me to wilderness first
Will you remember my name is Elisabeth?
Leaving me here in the dirt
She was a girl who was listening to Cradle of Filth
And hanging out down at the Dev
It’s a tragedy there are such monsters around
Pretending that they could be friends
Elisabeth
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Interlude
01:27
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Wallpaper, torn open by flowers,
Daffodils bleeding sickness in showers
In various shades
A pathosis haze,
Decorates the native oubliette.
Plucking cotton pansies from the walls
That plead for their lives
In dainty, melodic threnodies—
The breaking is dissonant
Of stamen and filament
And blossoming blood
Drops Falling from tobacco-stained lips…
…which coagulate into ominous biblical screed
That writes itself back across the walls
In a cursive, vermillion script:
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Iniquitous Owl
06:25
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The iniquitous owl
Flutters down from the sphinx’s shoulder
An ominous portent
Of an imminent coming disaster
And the birth of a new blue moon
And the end of a another era
Aeon, era, epoch, age
Binocular blink of the strigine sage
The gaudiest marquees are raised up on their poles
The circus of Atonement appears - behold
Humanity’s survivors are allocated roles
Exhibit unseen for years a thousand fold
The iniquitous owl
Flutters down from the sphinx’s shoulder
An ominous portent
Of an imminent disaster
The pilgrim’s they gather here
From lands divided by sin and sedation
Their spirits convene at the monolith
That stands above altars of purification
He beats his wings and scatters his feathers
And the freaks and weirdos take them up
From where they fall on the barren ground
His iniquity knows no bounds
His wings scatter his feathers
The freaks take them up
The revelry of endless catastrophe starts
Indelible forever he’s making his mark
The circus of the ether
As all else grows dark
The iniquitous owl speaks of
Pageants bygone
All nations will crumble
He has counted each one
He has sounded the knell
For the death of the sun
His talons a fervor
For mankind undone
In Scarlett jackets, tasselled coats
And hazy shades of fabric
Lurching lustful, spilling wine
Scoffing Lark’s Tongues in Aspic
They cavort beneath his shadow
Trying to get their lord’s attention
Dying to be the one who shines
Hoping for a mention
They picture themselves at his side
His altar dashed with crimson
But he just flutters off
And another era finds redemption.
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For over 20 years, VOID has scorned convention, combining disparate influences that include DHG, Emperor, Sleepy Time Gorilla Museum, Carcass, Morbid Angel, Aphex Twin and Venetian Snares. VOID’s music is the soundtrack for an urban, post- industrial dystopia. A merciless snapshot of decay, an invitation to contemplate the ruins of History. ... more
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