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Nothingness - Supraliminal lyrics



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01. Curse Of Creation

Formed gilded rotted repeated
Malformed deities adorn Gardens of
Spiritual decay

Death feeds
Mankind breeds
The Flame consumes
resplendently

Life is a curse.

Inevitable truths unhindered
Primordial Concepts uncontested
Formed Gilded rotted repeated

Smoke
reveals obscures rekindles
Curiosity
drives satiates confuses

The end sought
The infinite thought
The blade wrought

02. Horrendous Incantation

Prophetically Pounding
A heart beats at a fervent pace
Suffering proliferates
The flames long since been doused
Torrents of failings pooling on the floor

The lights gone out.
Defiled flower
Forget me not
Trampled under foot
Forgot
Left to rot

The Petals dance
A Sycophant
The poisoned fruit
drips spoiled juice
Obsequious
Remembrance

Purge it all
Wash away guilt with more rage
Piss soaked and flailing in the immaterial

Horrendous incantations haunt
Vile laughter floats in the vacuum

Belching stygian smoke
Teeth ground to stumps of anxious bone

Advantage taken
Purge it all
Poisoned hooks sunk
The pedals dance

Gripped by rage
Spoiled by guilt
The flames been doused
Trampled heart
Defiled flower
Forget
Me
Not

03. Catapulted Into Hyperspace

Their faces were assuming demonic forms
Already starting to experience ego loss

Dread and trauma made manifest
Undone by a sense of wonderment

Going in and out of consciousness
Lost track of time no point in trying

A completely ineffective attempt
A mere construct of my mind

Spiraling kaleidoscopes rapidly shifting colors
Thousands of voices call my name

The floor
Started to wither away
And die

I dissolved into infinity
a taste
of this ineffable place
cut short

Self crumbled like an ancient tower
Eyes closed tight
Still see swirling
Constellations

Among nothing I touched everything
Sanguine sunsets
Soaking in the teachings of a drowned mind
He behind the eyes becomes I-less

I dissolved into infinity
A taste of this ineffable place
Cut short
Catapulted into hyperspace

04. Temple Of Broken Swords

Swallowing the sword whole
Dulling the senses
Sharpening the tongue
The Throat bleeds

Lesser light clings to unworthy hosts
And poison flows from their mouths
Like rivers to the sea.
It takes a great score to drool such malice
Which fills the oceans
Obscuring the opulence
Of what might be.

The rising sun dawns on a world
That will never be as bright.
Irrevocably tainted
It eats the hearts of those
Whose minds have greedily consumed
Foaming at the mouth, ready to devour,
The ravenous sink their fangs
Into what now bears naught but sickly fruit.

Bloodshot
Blinded
Suserring asphyxiant
Shrieking enchoirs
Befouled
Engulfed

The creeping terror of panic slowly taking hold
A haunting serenade
Soulbound sorrow
Soaked in lonely tears
Howling hatred for all to hear.
There is no solace
For the loss that’ll be carried to the grave
A heavy weight,
A brutal burden to bear

05. Festering Abstraction

Herds trample themselves in pursuit of salvation
Sheep ravenously gorging on each other's meat.
Eyes wild with fear
Clouds part revealing

Vanished stars
An Empty heaven staring down
Sins writhing deep, festering
The Bloodshed does not cleanse
Just Reeks of ill intent

My skin boils
Fear should not inspire life

Lies like ferrous venom
Take shifting form
Fitting any circumstance
The abstract keys to salvation
In the eyes of the doomed blind

Instruments of horror
Born for redemption
Wielded gracelessly

Bring their bearers
Regardless
Of chosen faith
nor victims
guilty of any sin
Closer to a god they both abhor.

My skin blisters
Open sore pus soaked finger painting
Happiness drenched in sickening bile
Madness is all that remains

Flies infest
Prostrated carcasses
A rotting effigy reflects
The departed souls beliefs

Nothing is sacred
They will rot above the ground
A feast for the maggots
Bones to be picked clean

Names to be forgotten
Add mine to the score.
This festering abstraction
It is
It was
And will be
Forevermore

06. Inviolate Viscera

Wandering down writhing corridors
Twisting turning
Coming apart at the seams
Tunnels worming ever inward
Fluid leaking from in between

Meandering Wretched squalor
Towards simple unbeing
Disorienting Synaptic malfunction
Tearing sounds a terrible plea

Labyrinthine constructs unravel
Sloshing through juices up to the Knee

Born from thunder
Torn asunder
Stars uncountable in number
Visions pulsate
and blur
Dazzling realms unmade
Unbound Unborn
Dazzling unmade
Unbound
Unborn
Unconstrained

07. Beacon Of Loss

Laid to rest
What's lost is never found

Cages self imposed
Cryptic auguries
Grave visions
Glorified
Obscenities
Take their toll
Inimitable
Darkness descends
The song a distorted hum
A Shallow grave
Serenade

Alone in an unreachable place
The beacon grows fainter
Faith laid to rest
Love’s a distant dream

Swarm the skies
Drawn like flies
Melancholy to a violent
Flame

Wilting
Weeping
Haunting dimensions of suffering

Drain the sanctified liquid.
Swill it with twisted tongue
And gnarled teeth

Building with broken bones
In the realm of hungry ghosts

Wilting
Weeping
Haunting dimensions of suffering
Swilling the last feeble drops
Imminent darkness sets in

Laid to rest
What's lost is never found.

A fortress of arrogance
In the realm of hungry ghosts
A cold and dreamless sleep
A faint shadow
A place light can’t reach

A cold and dreamless sleep
A faint shadow
A place light can’t reach

08. The Anvil

Forged beneath dying light
Wrought forth from incorrigible Ore
Birthed from anguish
Taught fear
Given shape for sealing fate
Formed with dauntless reason
Created with purpose

Bathed in hatred
Carved in my fathers image
Demolished as punishment

Chiseled to corrupt
Beaten into shape
Hammered into penance
Sundered low
Anointed with a razors edge
Destroyed by desire
Wrecked By arrogance
Ruined with apathy

Molded by hardship
Fashioned with iron will
Dismantled into obscurity
Scourged by steel

Scourged by steel
Purged of impurities
Scourged by steel
Purged of impurities

Crafted again
Heated by inscrutable flame

Cast of boundless alloy
Sharpened by unlearned principles
Sculpted preeminently

Wrought forth for ascent
Forged again with dauntless purpose
Upon the anvil of Apotheosis

09. Decimation Mechanism

The noise stretches in
Every direction
I feel the great and empty vastness shudder
The darkness does not
Consume everything
I wish it would sleepless and irrededesent
Pulverize the cross
Mountains reseeded
Pulsing with the veins that strangle and choke

Forget the notion of healing
And
Ride the wailings into the sunset
Emptiness arrives
Full of terror

And Lashed together
A horrid raft lost
Adrift Sea spurned lands deserted and boundless
Mighty obelisks
Face great gradual
Annihilation

Aimless yet absolute
Collapse was only the inevitable beginning
Beaten senseless

The weight of time unflinching
A final cataclysmic finish
Extinction is calling

A Clap of white light
Undoes what eons
Cobbled together
That once
Thought infinite
Discovers expiration