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Rust
04:39
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Appendages rust in time
Mental chains bind, the ever angry fist
Rich pigs thrive on broken backs
Slave souls harvested
Look towards the sky
A black hole where the sun would be
To breathe deep is to breathe cancer
The life they chose for me is suffocating
Feeling claustrophobic
My vision blurs as sweat sets in
Sucked into a hellish design but the spirit is not broken
I will be the one to sour and taint the iron will
I will take up arms with my brethren for the hourglass will tip and spill
Divine destiny, the appeal
Human lives bred for us to steal
A pattern is ingrained
Heritage of man has been stained
Enjoy this fight
We’re bound to it and contracted for life
In death it’ll be seen
Contributions to a corporate machine
Burning to exceed the limitations
This task at hand can break down man
To produce the fire desired
Flesh must tear at a flagrant hand
Feeling claustrophobic
My vision blurs as sweat sets in
Sucked into a hellish design but the spirit is not broken
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The Potion
04:06
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The potion is prescribed
For you to consume
It’s promises bring survival
A populous wait for a return of past state
Chomping at the bit they eat up the shit
Fabricated idiocy
As decades pass the control will amass
Peons are more comfortable
Provide the numbing, put it on their payroll
With a sterile mind
The complaints shall subside
Happily, stare into the sun
Where this anxiety comes from is unknown
What brings joy only brings depression tomorrow
Ambition is small, No thought process
Thriving a populace in immense digress
Consume, consume the fire
A solution to sedate
A prime example of
Generations of marionettes to come
Sacrifice it to a twisting maelstrom of thieves
Complaisant conformance push the agenda of pig greed
Sacrifice it to a twisting maelstrom of thieves
Complaisant conformance push the agenda of pig greed
As the decades pass control all class
Peons become docile
Provided numbing grows into problem
With the fears combined the plan shall align
Synthetic thinking commonly becomes
In the price of sacrificed discomfort
Search and you shall find
Gods' wrath the end of any hallway
Peel the skin from thine eyes
Substitute for a lack of comfort
In such a soulless mind
Chemical junkie, imbalance proper
Pity, fear, control and divide
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Botched
04:13
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By the light of Azazel
Hearken and appear
Through mine eyes
May the angels of silence
Bless this initiation
With this call, I manifest
Passage through fields of might
Childish prayers said in discomfort
A stranger to blood
As sigils are drawn
Improvise a satanic surgery
To remove a babe, I am least bit qualified
While screeches pierce through the trees
No hesitation, slicing with glee
Holding back to wretch as I fish for the seed
Removed from the womb a botched debauchery
By the light of Azazel
Hearken and appear
Through mine eyes
May the angels of silence
Bless this initiation
Lackluster success, amateur acolytes
Turn a sanctuary into a cemetery
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Father of Deceit
04:55
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Good morals to demonstrate
My god I dedicate
To cleanse the souls and confront the demons that contaminate
The hearts and thoughts of people have rot
I play a beacon for the answer to your existence
The power that I claim pumps through my veins straight to my member
I claim it's the will of God, their family, they’ll surrender
Brainwashed you walk these halls unbeknownst to my endeavors
With silver and gold, you can ascend your soul
Penance, come speak with me
Confess these sins and speak slow
Before God, you'll find clarity
Too much of this clothing and he may not forgive you
Heavy breathing, he wipes his brow
Insemination into a decibel
Rosary gag in the mouth
This is the answer you prayed for
The confusion dissipates
I confirm its your atonement
After a while, you'll find a reason for enjoyment
Label me atrocity for centuries our god implores it
There'll be no disdain if you swallow the seed
To besmirch their faith
We diminish and decline the minds of the meek
Come trust the hand of a liar
High Father of Deceit
Penance, come speak with me
Confess these sins and speak slow
Before God, you'll find clarity
Too much of this clothing and he may not forgive you
Heavy breathing, he wipes wipe his brow
Insemination into a decibel
Rosary gag in the mouth
This is the answer you prayed for
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End
05:43
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Realization
Death is comforting
Embrace is warm
A gasp into slumber
At any moment we'll meet eye to eye
A deity welcoming me, trusted by his side
With constant praise I have solidified my place
As the sycophant and I am confident
Oh, sweet light but only cold darkness
Is there life after I lose consciousness?
Great demise, no matter the death
A strange comfort when exhaling last breath
As the sheets pulled over my body
The soul will transcend into a paradise promised to me
A tragedy to family and kin combined
Unbeknownst the sins of souls and you will find
A dim light emerges and fades
In purgatory it is my destiny to wait
No lake of fire
No grieving service
To usher me through the gates
No lake of fire
No grieving service
To usher me through the gates
Decayed, this husk decomposes
The benevolent end is nothing
To be at rest
Eternal peace
The weight of the world
Every day anxiety
Through tyranny
A spirit disintegrates
Devoured our will
Ego’s contention
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