Out the bile of the earth I blaspheme From my hole, from my chasm Suicidal so no title is vital Steadfast, homicidal From the belly of the earth A place of no worth Dearth of Pleiades' dust Order is unjust Scartastrophe of entropy Plea for me Unconsecrated blaspheme Pray for me Ashes to ashes Wound gashes Dust to dust Pike thrust Beheaded shedded method Shredded The damp cold method Boarded Bleak and bashful coven has woven Sunken holy craven Haven of the anti-God Degenerative squad God beckons me to come I stay numb I stay gritted Blissfully addicted Convicted for self-destruction Anthem for self-destruction Goodbye...

Crash through the pantry Dice the throats of all of their families Trees cut down to rubble and fire Desire to toss every home in the pyre L'enfants sauvages fights back through the barrage Maiming and tearing and desecrating the visage Upon the witness of his mother's rape and murder he carries her reeking flesh with a murmur "For her wealth and her knowledge, I'll tear those responsible Those who escaped will sleep in rubble Crumble their hearts betwixt my fists Piss on their graves, no rumble in their wrists" As I left my burning earth behind me a life of revenge I did decree I hated the murderous church and its falsity I believed my mother dug her grave through their philosophy My stop, climbed to the mountain top Ten million foot drop, feral horses clop Heard victim number one hop the fuck off The cold wind blew, the rapist coughed Immense snows hid me from sight I took no delight in planning out this murder site Heard the bearer's screams in my head I gripped his throat, no blood was shed Have you ever seen a feral child? Have you ever rained a scourge on the meek and the mild? You raped my pride, I'll drink your sweet blood You will regret ever testing my boyhood Now your roll runs red Your life I behead You live on in trauma You live on, dead You live with reciprocity Live without your dignity Live with a twenty whip lash to your philosophy I'll carry us through the pines I'll carry us through these times Feet blistered, hands frozen Altruistic life was chosen Teeming on out through my pores Iced sweat, no regret, carry your corpse Your resting places after these wars will be at the top, at Valhalla's doors You'll enter and never return You won't be there to carry my urn Selflessness for selfishness Funeral in hospice Bastard from the basket with good will and hatchet did enter your mind, found a place to inhabit He climbed through the rubble, through maggots and granite, to place your carcass in a breathing casket I am not the one, I am not the one As the leaves did fall, the mountains blocked out the sun My storm raged and I grew I climb these mountains for you Entered the cave to the witches coven Ties to my brethren remained woven Trying to mend this charcoal heart evermore plunging down into the dark I rest my soul at the mire Toss my friends into the pyre Ashes soar into the sky I sing to the hall up high The golden walls of heaven greet my friends of good The strongholds of Valhalla is where the strong stood I went back to the den of thieves, brought them all to their knees Back from the tomb, back from the dead Battleaxe unto your heads Bestial bleeding heads mantled at the riverbed

Close my fucking casket, to the rotting earth I say goodbye Close my fucking eyes, I laugh as I'm crucified Shy away from my mind you decrepit, vile Lorelei Swallowing the boulder under the dim and frigid moonlight All my friends' eroded, ashes creep up to the blackened sky Bastardized in sin, I tear the fragmented blight up high To my friend in suffering I bequeathed a mournful sigh Sucked into the void, I cry "please don't die" Wallowing, coddling my own demise, my heart and my lungs are now crystallized I'm carbonized, mesmerized at how two may unionize With this murder of the King the land did demoralize With this rapture of the spring the land did die before my eyes Let the rust build in my lungs and take me to hell below I can't stomach this low, my heart turns to dirt and snow To my rotting flesh this beating I bestow To my fading earth, this body shall sow Ceasing, freezing, dissolving now Coldly, lowly is my head now Spritely be those who live passed me I'll be your faithful absentee I pray that you'll live In your term you've shown great strength in this tar-pit I wish you the best, I wish no distress I pray your decease ceases to infest If you really do go, in peace may you rest

Crucify myself Wander trash ridden streets with no help Bad health, bad stealth, caught committing suicide Craving the maggots, stupified I rot with this land I demand this ant decapitate me first hand Swallowing the barrel Bequethe my body a bloody apparel As I die, I enter the castle of hellfire, death and the rape of Babel Punish me in the Chapel I'll become the high priests mantle In these waste ridden streets I'm a feral mammal Slipknot my neck, hemerage my limbs I sing dead hymns In the bleak mire, grimace at the pire In the dark age far before that of the myre Born from the pit, I climbed to the earth The holy one arrived to taint the fetal girth Minister of days brought my earth to a blaze Hellfire filled maze that I could never gauge Wandered down the narrow path to find the new world Down the dark corridor rested the girl Beaten, bruised with no cross Couldn't put it back together, such is a loss They never found the body, never laid to rest Haunt me til the day I pass Ankles turn to ash Castrate by glass Mutilate my body so my soul can pass Find the organs in the stash The rest is in the crash Mutilate my body so my soul can laugh Facing my own death, taking my last breathe Whipped and lashed by the church of Seth Rot in the earth with this putrid town My antagonists will drown What's beneathe my mask'll make you frown Maggot ridden face eaten all the way down to the bone. I'm rotten, forever alone Always prone with no home to call my own What little flesh is left is always feelin' like roan Silver horses brought me here, to the jewel throne All the way out here in Raton, I moan engrossed, I become a spritely ghost I channel my new life, I channel a home An abode of shit, piss and vomit on my tome I moan engrossed, I become a ghost Wish I could channel a new life; a new host Crucify myself Wander trash ridden streets with no help Bad health, bad stealth, caught in the slipknot

Will you remember me? Leaving you, weaving soon Come anew With me, never stay clear of the haze Set ablaze the bay with no disdain for the day Never go. Never soar over the maze Gaze at the light and form the night into sage Tornado of spirited mist Knife in the heart of the cyst Jump up into the abyss My soul's no longer amiss Soaring up into the night and the day and the two unite into the one Soaring up knowing the ray and the fist mediate at the end of the gun In the noose, let my conscious cut loose Reproduce the light Give the dark its use Control the abuse Harness the glimmering light of Zeus Hades wretched as I mediate with puce Now I mediate again Way back when, attacked with the might of the Wren I am Sven, born in the glen I will never come back again Glimmering light, shimmering bright Glistening moon in the dark of the night Shimmering white, bleeding dark Brightest gloom will make its mark Plead the fifth Take a hit Evermore counterfeit Unholy writ hypocrite Bit by bit, overcame it It boardwalks Never talks Immaterial Fort Knox Face the world in flocks Face the world in Vox

Two flashes, come home Be at peace under the lamp lit halo Stay low, show no weakness in the face of death Her last breath left my brethren lambent Hear the creek in the doors, the floors and the walls She's the mist in the halls, the frail shape within the falls Five, ten, twenty below as she'd enter Shiver creeps up the spine of the frail renter You think she's a killer but she's even worse Implant the idea for a life inverse Reverse your life, feel like Fyfe A man in strife with a dead wife Grimace at the boy, become legendary Frown for the mother in the cemetery You read it in the man's obituary, there was one against many Two flashes, come home Be at peace under the lamp lit halo This house took my mother away Bled her of the blessings of Yahweh We thought it led us astray Today we stay and lay in a house so gray A house so fragile, a house so precious Guilt, pain, confusion and sadness It's all of us who are here in this madness In the red room I find addiction Rehab and the gutter were my only two places Faces and traces of maggot ridden spaces 90 days sober but I feel so graceless At 6 years old I met death My breath left me and today I shutter at the thought of thee A pale ridden maggot eaten face Disgraced by the Lord, he remains in this place Will I ever come home? He remains in this house, gripping my soul Wherever I may roam... Shuddering at the thought Shuddering at the thought of her never making her mark Joey may die along with me River Phoenix fate along with me See us in the streets Bumming for the needles Quivering, shivering in the cold in the dark in withdrawals Frail shape within the falls now inside of the halls Say you'll remember me Even in the gutter even though you used me Even though you stole my money even though you left me broke When you croak and I croak at least we tried to keep afloat Two flashes, come home... two flashes, come home... One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

Trudging through the mud in the river Styx Covered in ticks Solving my own comfort over conflicts Intermix rust and blood and iron and fraud. In the great beyond was God declawed and flawed. As the buzzards ate my skin I came down from that rusted lamp light No fight, accept the smite, it's alright. Chest tight, caving in my lungs and my heart. Could never see falsity in the dark. I witnessed the fall. As the sky turned black. As the bloodied whip cracked. As I made no impact. As the moon took over I remained abstract Never intact, never attract the necessary contract. Clear the shade Part the sea Pave the way Never shy away Never delay I accept the blessings of Yahweh Never go back, never pant in disarray My spirit let me take my final step out of the fray They said you can't run, you'll be swallowed by the sun I eviscerate the gun. I'm no longer undone The finite truth is evermore undone The infinite truth rests within the one Death and rebirth rests in nature and earth Never a dearth of the finite or of the infinite girth Death and rebirth rests in nature and earth Evermore tracing what I'm worth

As the mist enters the room I rise out of my tomb under the dim light of the moon Imp crawls out of the womb. It's blood thirst served as a bygone heirloom Evil necessitates the earth Death to that which shall unearth Whether it's left or its right forward remains my worth If the evil met its dearth it'd leap evermore Shroud the world and swallow it through holocaust and war Hit or miss Motherfuck a miss Bloody vomit kiss the clitoris Slit the wrist and summon thee on the precipice Then through the mist you emerge as a living breathing carcass Destroy the metaphysical and watch as the earth scorches As I bite into the dead womb you better separate as I consume The forbearer and the Allfather did separate from sun and moon An eclipse beyond good and evil did resurrect the nothing The "something" that did last is forever recurring Gas chamber in the moonlight burnt a bible bright with delight Blight the white flowers turn them all black and make grotesque the dim light Vomit bile in the moonlight Burn the whore in the moonlight History will rewrite as I inverse what's right Take a motherfucking step back one time before I attack Hack at your spleen like a pipe dream cover these walls in scat Degenerate blood bath Maggots sucked guts we hath Combust did my guts as mutts licked the nuts of dead sluts Cunts resemble aqueducts of bloodied social constructs Flux of huts and conducts that ensure it corrupts Now I will corrupt As I interrupt Satan erupts Satan erupts Maggoty woman with a lampshade head turned the ocean to red Cozy to your ear and said, "now the old king is dead" Push back, pull back

Normal you and angry me That's the hero's journey In filth it will be found for thee Now I greet the deity Death of Pleiades Symbolize reality Journey to the Underworld, necessitate Being Palace of the seeing screaming to wake from my dreaming Fleeing from my disagreeing of my wellbeing Receding deeper into the subconscious eye Glaring at a mangled mess, offered thorns and rye I could maybe fly I could maybe die I could always cry I will never say goodbye Never scrape by Continue not to lie Integrate the shaded mind People, places, a mess of contradictions The dream's the dreamer's own existence I remember my dreams I remember these themes Child lost in his schemes dreamt of dire regimes Esteems given to memes They can't contend Deer stricken by light, couldn't save my friend Descend, comprehend, amend, transcend Tend to my dead friend I need to breathe, I need to see Find literacy, find me, find thee Revel in the fucking muck Revel in the fucking light I don't wish for this, but I need some foresight Fight myself. Hone myself Enslaved together Forbearer, child-bearer forever Resting so beautifully suitably until the dew glistens under the sun Waking so tenderly jubilee usually aims for the ideal one Father to mother and evermore suffer united under acid rain Fractured and battered and haggard and scattered we persevere through the pain Spoke to the one named Gabriel Spoke to the one named Raphael Spoke to the one named Uriel Michael set in stone as Satan fell Poltergeist affirm's existential fears Post-death clear for the mortal ears I'll be laying waste to the day and the dark and the fray as my ghost just disappears In the beginning I bled light in the womb and created I Barren womb's eye rests in the earth by and by Bask my brow in the water For the eternal, from the latter Spirit flux in each trimester I will never lay to rot like the former Emaciated greenery I don't exist in theory Mother suffering serenely Son kicked obscenely Now comes the moment I exit this Genesis after genesis The newest node exists, now begone to find your bliss

Ember through the pantry, war born deity Bodies on-top of bodies from war-torn tragedy One camp lights a big grimace at the other side, thinking they'll attack from the hillside Rape, pillage and plunder the camps Gramps didn't make it from the deathly wastelands clamps Lamps broken, darken their houses, ember lights the night Lack of law and order brought a world of spite The earth is ruptured Anarchist hymn emits from the infrastructure Feral men and children claw at skulls like vultures Dead skin mask on the face of the culture Interrupter barrels in like... Morality degenerates like... Shooters and looters emerge from smoke Ill-folk provoke the other folk to croak From ash comes the grimmest one Rapist begged for his blood back along with his cold tongue "Save me please save me!" Slowly dropped his body temperature to the lowest degree Welcome to my basement, you'll never leave here Call your time in the cold a tenure. Needles slowly pierce the eye Do you think the world out there is any better then with I? Don't reply, or say hi to your ancestors They're bellow this locale waltzing on your Aunt Ester This brand'll feel like the earth's centre Your parents sent a letter stating it won't get better Apocalypse outside, apocalypse inside Rape and famine outside and inside, oh my Ravage a carcass so lavish Chilled winds shiver through my body Frozen in the forest, victoriously dead, I give myself to the dark

Who wins? Who dies? Why am I so cold? Why am I so spry? Who am I? How am I gonna do it? What can I do for the world? How am I gonna do it? How can I save the earth? How am I gonna do it? How can I group these fucks? How am I gonna do it? What can I do for them? How am I gonna do it? Can it even be done? Am I the one? Maybe I'll scream Maybe I'll dream Maybe I'll kill a king Maybe I'll rep Beijing Sing to the sky Look up at the sky I see what I like No insight I'm the youngest old man The casket waits with dead hands I request no fans Scatter the dangers Make them all suffer and bring forth the changers The wagers remain null and void In the flesh remains the roid My life retains a sigmoid Life and death is my cystoid Money is my holy soy, my decoy is the dead ploy I'm fractured and battered and haggard and scattered so unholy thought I employ I chatter and faster I swagger, the latter is tipped and laughter did die boy Chilled winds shiver through my throat and on down to my lungs and heart Frozen in the forest, mighty and dead, I give myself to the dark Orwellian scallion is my medallion I'm a seer of good health, I'm your companion The Italian battalion will make you cozy Flozy and coldly and boney is Joey Came to sleep when he was lonely made him feel like a Roady You were no brody Tore through me like a Coyote Fuck knowledge of Bozy You'll never be cozy I stayed so dearly in my hearth Left to rot, so lowly You're dead, rot coldly I need something holy

Stand up, rise from the wreckage, or apply a light dab to the internal hemorrhage You could die or have a 10 percentage then increase it ten fold with the ideal message Nihilist knocked down the door Face to the floor, battered and torn Why ever Mourn? Answer this Why born in the abyss? Exist to thrive? Why? Why the hell shouldn't I die? Why the hell am I alive? What am I hear for? Why not unborn? Why not pack in once torn? Why not mourn? Why not stillborn? Why not wellborn? What do I do when I'm well worn? Why greet the morn? I will stand up again Set ablaze again was the homeward Glen Run through the fire and emerge in Zen Lift the broken hearts of the underground men Bestial head mantled by the riverbed Amongst the bleak woods, hate will spread When hate brings dread, they bring out your dead So bring out your dead. Head up high, face this dread Emerge from obscurity Warrior in the garden or a gardener in the war? Fight the boar with control of the scorn I tear shit down to elevate it high We will all cope somehow Wipe the sweat off my brow Satisfied in dissatisfaction Myself, I disavow

Vacuous vacuous, this is the precipice I will not do this Sitting all bitch-like, fondle the gun like "I cannot top this" Vacuous vacuous this is the precipice I am not gorgeous Stovin in coven I'm loving the bludgeon. Aren't I obnoxious? Never make my mark Don't hark, I'm stark, laying in the dark I need no stacks and I need nobody to come and light the spark Soulless is me, devoid of glee, rotting in the sea Friends with the trees Resting at the gallows, I shutter on my knees Fade in the light I will blight the kite that the young did delight Bask in the night as my flight leaves forever tonight Nobody fixes me, uses me, attacks me, or lets me bite That's what I get for not paying respect to the man who made me plight Curse me sweetly and dearly so I may ascend to the sundry They're acting homely and coldly and boldly, they may be lucky Manic pixie snare may care to damn them all to loving thee 10, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70 The devil is calling he sees me eroding he leaves me blind Flagellating, congregating into my mind I do not mind that you unwind and combined, you haven't resigned Soon you'll leave behind the kind, entwined boy you did find I'm the youngest old man, the casket bleeds with dead hands I request no fans, just a listener who truly understands I need no brands, instead I will roam through the badlands The circle is the noose I form my truce with the wetlands