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Particle Smasher
00:35
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PARTICLE SMASHER
Divided by partisans
Corrupted data erupts
Anomalous cataclysms turning all into faceless piles
Raging dualities between plus and minus ensure universal recreation
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White Noise
00:21
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WHITE NOISE
The voices inside these walls are not anymore
I finally find myself standing on my own
Everything around me is meant for me to swallow
Pills = peace
No more unease, small fears, sweat and tears
No more voices in my head, just a dead TV-set and the pills to keep them away
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3. |
Phantasmagoria
01:05
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PHANTASMAGORIA
Dead auras
Controlled life forms
Diseased atmospheres
Drowned in transition
Worlds collapse
Decayed matter, reality
Warping dimensional gates
Spirits inside every object, blending in with my eyes and mind
Perceptive shift
Human nerves burn down to ash
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4. |
Shades
00:42
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SHADES
Soulless beings far away, reach out to me, strike me down
Empty, void of the empathy
Crawling inside me to ensure their happiness
Forever wallowing 'till I am brain dead
Trying to embrace soulless contempt
Cold, inhumane debauchery
Feeding on these sins
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5. |
Dislocated
00:32
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DISLOCATED
Dislocated
Trapped behind barriers
Eighteen years in depravity and agony
This prisoner has done his time too long
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6. |
Science of Esoterics
00:39
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SCIENCE OF ESOTERIC'S
Understanding all the signs
You weren't meant to comprehend
Engineered
Syncretic absolution
The veil is to be finally pierced
Science of esoteric's
Knowledge transcending the human concepts
Consciousness turning into an unstable mass
Brains melt, nerves collapse
Perfect vision achieved
Meant to transcend human knowledge
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7. |
Strangelets
01:05
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STRANGELETS
Away your mind is wandering into a noosphere of tastelessness
Integration; assimilate with what you've always hated
We're all the same
Strangelets infecting me
Losing me
The shame of being nothing more than one with primates prospects my end
To set me free from meaning nothing more than a pile of shit
Failed destiny
Final solution set's in motion
Blatant self-destruction in unison
Strangelets decimating me
Losing me
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8. |
Broken Mechanics
00:49
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BROKEN MECHANICS
Systems go to waste, debilitate
Sensory depravity, captivity
Human nature, symbiotic interference
Programmed reactions, mental dissection
Broken mechanics, total obliteration
Insurrection, surreal meanings, entities, curiosities
Bastardized, synchronized, nullified…
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9. |
A Stench to Bare
00:57
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A STENCH TO BEAR
Infesting human cancer
Clandestine, astute protectors
Festering globe
No culture left to harbor
A stench to bear…
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10. |
Black Sun
00:17
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BLACK SUN
Breathing silence
Eternal darkness
Devoid of the sun
Never to come
Abyssal gloom surrounds
Absence of life
Candles lit for the dead; all the light there will ever be
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Veterans
00:56
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VETERANS
Writhing with PTSD
Her husband is struggling with his sanity
Stuck limitlessly and bed bound
Stricken in manic situations
Filled with death and pain
Her tears are those of angel's to a man who has lost his life to his land
Blood runs from his daydreams about killing children
He's lost his closest friends, (strangers) to his own landline
Jihadi are peeking through the window
Their hair reminisces of his wife's
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12. |
Grey Matter
01:18
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GREY MATTER
Empty chrysalis, hollow butterflies
Remainder of what once was, buried in silence
And now I pray for the end
The eyes of watchers
Sewn she with silk wires
Hollow conundrums are all the moves them
And now they pray for the end
Iron maidens holding all the secrets of agony
Abysmal state, plummeting into emotion
We'll soon be the same
Reaping the matter in apathy
Chattering my teeth in anxiety
Seeping into death
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Hypersex
00:37
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HYPERSEX
There's something about the smell of group sex
That jet lures me in
Something disgusting about the way they move
That burns at my nerves
I'd like their heads to come off
The climax of my fetish
And I thought I can't enjoy sex
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Saturation
01:33
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SATURATION
There's a light at the end
That's shining with hatred
Like a halo made of migraine
Something's eating at me
It didn't use to be this way
I remember a time when life seemed to be just fine
It feels like aeons ago
Oh how life has changed us so
Lies make for an illness that affects your vision
You can't escape from the blackness your facing
The pigments are here to consume you
Beauty is so ugly
All your friends are enemies
They're all out to get you
You can't escape from the blackness
That you are now facing
You can't escape
Retaliate
It's all too late
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Apothecaries of Oblivion
01:32
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APOTHECARIES OF OBLIVION
Molten brass poured down your throat
You will slave
Ridden with amnesia
You will slave forever
You will live
Embrace the daily dose of life
The cauldrons are ready to boil your blood
Cultivate from your stress
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16. |
Epiphany
02:22
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EPIPHANY
(Noise)
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