Ulcerate - Of Fracture And Failure lyrics
Tracks 01. Praise And Negation
02. Ad Nauseam 03. The Mask Of The Satyr 04. Becoming The Lycanthrope 05. To Fell Goliath 06. Martyr Of The Soil 07. Failure 08. The Coming Of Genocide 09. Defaeco 01. Praise And Negation Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Blame tarred with cursed ivory brush
Halos to sever heads of those below Two millennia with faded words to burn Fall to your knees or immolate your soul Lungs filled with black Cough of the wretched I can taste the soot on my tongue Deny the idle threats of those empty smiles For deceit and dreams often are one This skewed reality, dizzying and sweet Open hands to trap the moth Corrupt veins pump soured blood The trap is set, poison awash Heads to turn for promises betray Chisel to stone with the world to pay With eyes to the sky, faith begat misery With eyes to the sky, the world shall burn away I rise, for I can stand alone 02. Ad Nauseam Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Bound and gagged
Yet professing the importance of these putrid regurgitations Dangling above the precipice Fate, tragic and deserved, lies below Vacuous and nightmarish Docile and servile Kiss that which feeds and fucks Devoured, defiled We hang Choking ourselves on this rank vomit Seems we can't get enough Gorging on this stale repetition For time does not exist to us And when the gag is removed, sodden and rancid Mouths will remain agape Like baby birds, trusting and needy Even as the rope is cut Dead eyes long for the normality Long for the masochism And set free the sadist in us all Open wide because this better be worth it 03. The Mask Of The Satyr Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Cut away and start again
Cross out these serpentine eyes Milk them for all they're worth Shatter the white with Circe hammers Slay the beast with three billion heads Through noise and movement, filth revealed I can smell the decaying musk Stale breath reeks of lust and violence And shaking hands reveal the rest For I am nausea From you to me Insight crawls, drunk and bruised Deep within the leaden grey But majority rules with iron fist So swallow the blood and cover the face A new slate is needed for this cannot be cleaned To turn the other cheek Or cut it open and rip out the tongue For now and for this Forgiveness is rot I'd trade it all for a chance to mend To kill, to cleanse, to purge, to end Loathing saturates, sour and foul Only to be eclipsed by the sorrow To cut away those close and near Pull back the hammer and let it swing Let it swing 04. Becoming The Lycanthrope Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Revelation or annihilation
The futile and the fanatics That is all we are With scalpel incisions and flapping tongues Bury the limbs of the hopeless Clambering onto the funeral pyre, overwhelmed Sacrifice and sedition Let the ashes of our cancer rise To be inhaled by the congregation Carry your doctrine into the flames Or swallow it whole and exit the wake As the smoke blackens the horizon Revel in your decision (delusion) As the inferno turns to embers Breathe in the essence of despair Piss on the ash and the bones of the dead Laugh and rejoice as the black turns blood red But your carnivorous smile betrays Revealing the teeth that will devour us all A grin to mark the end of days 05. To Fell Goliath Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Lynch the god of disease
And sever his wings Hang him upon the red beneath the green But the tyrants and sinners are waiting in line And the mob is thinning and there is no time With the blind masturbating the blind The prophets are left with no one to lead To fall on your sword Or charge from the trench Fall in to the black Or choke their fields with our dead Within the agony of the conscience To gorge at the trough or to starve to death Aversion of truths or affirmation of life History to live or history to end With the pinnacle past and crevice below To leave the concrete to crack and the steel to corrode Turn your back on this den of murderous thieves Or with stone in hand do we go for the head? A chance to cripple, cut them off at the knee A wrench in the works to fuck the machine 06. Martyr Of The Soil Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Here we exist upon the cliff tops
Exhausted and empty Sneering into the darkness below Wet palms, coppery and thick Lines of red to mark our progress But to what end? We are a part of this plague Unclean and naive We climb upon the cross To be crowned? This will deaden all but the brightest lights And I personify the black I am despair Fall away Resign yourself to this faithless leap For there can be no half measures And the noose is already around our necks Jerk awake with the revelation And dangle above the maggots The twine exists as the separator Through suffocation and sodden eyes She will not hold 07. Failure Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Let me hang here, till sleep
To end my nightmare, to let me dream To lie beneath the soil, alone To let the world grow old 08. The Coming Of Genocide Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Blackness, inside to out
Like a benign tumor turned terminal Here we are at the dawn our conclusion Penned, paid for and played out by us all Seconds slow as we count down to death Reflection eclipsed by blame to place Fingers point in every direction While resting on hair triggers The gun is our callous indifference The bullet is what we have become We have fellated fate for far too long Taste our infliction, and know that we were wrong There is a beauty within this violent paradigm And that lies with the inevitability of our end Staring into the abyss of man Empty, consumed, ruled by its dead hand May the horror of human nature Feed the horror of realization Caskets for empires founded on fault lines Caskets for empires 09. Defaeco Music by Ulcerate Lyrics by Ben Read
Brightest white, blinding
Angelic and rustic The greatest beauty I've ever breathed I for one know what this is The great redeemer Our bastard child Let it rise Standing aside the crippled dreamer We begin to understand the design And prepare to climb back into the womb To be reborn as bone and ash Absolution is all that remains Swallow the truth and chase it with blame In bliss, watch our smiles melt away Wash us away, drowned in relief Still and open for the first and last time Repaid and returned Let our blood mix with the soil The earth soaked in us all Our sorrow and our pardons Now, my good friend, we are even This is our end Forget |