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Jotun
I often dream of huge numb buildings Jet-black sinister architecture Being installed when nobody sees Their appearance so sudden That few would take notice And when I wake up I imagine being crushed by one Imagining its weight its silence And the absence of excuses for a havoced life And the privilege of a 22-kilometer tombstone Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation There would be colonies Mushroom-scattered forever out of context Rising spores from a dying world To pollute to chase away what쨈s left Sun-white pulverized desert stone And serpentine lizard mouths Pales away the pyramids Rewriting forty five hundred years of history Raping the statue of liberty Outplays the Acropolis Inverting the fjords Invades the n why skyline to Dream its own existence in one single final word Jotun Can we identify them As the flint buried in our reptile skulls Or the time-bomb coded in our dna |
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Shame marries the guilt
Introduces itself to the Concept of total loneliness Sensations repressed Make friends with Suicidia and Here the leeches begin to Suck away the lust for life Thus Escape takes lead Into a world unknown uncontrolled by all Where border are erased and potential infinite Chosen cells glands and transmitters Blast the body with joy Astral feet running Up to dimension covered with gold Stairs of glowing ectoplasm Sapphire onyx and buzzing vibrations A dead man banquet Food for the gods There's only 1 real world Our earth is but a shadow Created from a child's heart a living jewel From now on abode for a soul in its setting Now Shutting the bloodline Re-tie the bleeding roots To a heavenly ship of glass And let it drift in passive arrogance In a one-word dialogue with the stars |
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Geology is digging through my brain
A manta engulfing the world To throw it up once again To a guild of lifted daggers Neo-wolf, but older again Than the Lupus itself Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time A collection of failures A diabolical sequence of stabs Written in cutting stone From the fossilized den of thieves Our lives die Neo-wolf, but older again Than the Lupus itself Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time A collection of failures I see the nursing all mother Spitting out a trail of termites In the mouth of her first born hope With smog-filled rebellion Apathy dressed in violence White, insectoid legs Curse her lips and her mouth receptive Only to pain Neo-wolf, but older again Than the Lupus itself Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time A collection of failures |
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April night-tyme
And we run like muscles through the stagnant nodes of man Blood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapses to disarms the stars within us Hornet Hive-dark Severed wings in vainless beating buzz out from inferno of fangs to disarms the stars within us We should have been so much more by now Too dead inside to even know the guilt Waning Ring-deep a halo of thorns Sips now down in the sheets of sharp silver to disarm the star within us |
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Cre-age-aeon
New beginnings held in infinite vacuum Biotronic test-worlds free of inscription Devoid of the echoes of man Noble cyborg savage In cold ceremonial perfection More radiant than the sum of suns With each and every attribute Of animal, machine and man Dystopia Electro-Heart The grotesque and the linear Took one final giant blow Into the Ram of what is us In cold ceremonial perfection More radiant than the sun of suns With each and every attribute Of animal, machine and man Installing awaiting the restoration of unsequenced chaos We've only seen the outlines of the beginning And this core, the slowly moving raptor Will make the very notion of Hell Seem celestial in comparison |
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Detonation
Fireworks and alchemy Genes spliced and triggered Into the future and her organic cave Seismorgasmic omnipotence Scenes of magma in my eyes Eruption stones my system I owe this to the animal inside And the stiffness that blocks out the daylight Morphing into primal I'll cover every particle from there to Andromeda Not forgetting a single location From the throat of Ibis to the co-ordinate of Matterhorn My shot is genesis and catharsis Penetratonaut in a cosmology of lust Suck this subterranean creature out And show it proudly to the house of heaven With one slight wave of my hand star dissolves Dissolve my brain Block my lungs I'll die from fever tomorrow When locked in synch a perfected "now" |
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| 5:06 |
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Raindrop hits the leaf changing it's position
Slightly on the street next to polls of monotonous waters He walks slipping feet from steps at random He falls In the space of between his body and the ground Comets cast off their names Stellar neurons misfire Witnesses Inhale the seed And spit out a million branches Buds abloom in all directions Fringe which events occur Relations and virused meetings Catch fire and explode In the margin of butterfly wings Entire cycles of evolution Outplayed and faded Sparked away and leaned back into Vacuum-filled nirvana Between the two of my eyes Feverish fractal scar Dance like were they on drugs Peyote labyrinth re-mapped exits A hasty blink And a million life-to-comes Will never be the same As they never were In the kinetic energy of a moving fist Lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe With the first movement in organic scap Came a bouquet of alternative answers All different multiplied and re-divided Coded in the spinal cord of a trilobite Written between the legs on the Meganeura Suburban city maps and dormant dictator semen Marked their way through time In the kinetic energy of a moving fist Lies a birth-machine for a parallel universe |
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Welcome here, the squirrel-wheel begins fasten the left hand belts Remember not to think too much and your trip will be numbingly pleasant Non-caring is the easiest way but to secure a passage to the 2nd plane you have to complete level one Their dead-smile lips turn on their TV while urban gravestones scrape the skies Rising over marionette cities and marionette skies This is episode 666 destination chaos Each and all an actor blind
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The handshake seals the contract,
From the contract there's no turning back. The turning point of a career, In Korea being insincere. The holiday was fun-packed, The contract, still intact! The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. It's a competitive world, Everything counts in large amounts. The graph on the wall, Tells the story of it all. Picture it now, See just how The lies and deceit gained a little more power. Confidence - taken in By a suntan and a grin! The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. It's a competitive world, Everything counts in large amounts. Everything counts in large amounts. The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. The grabbing hands grab all they can, All for themselves - after all. It's a competitive world! |
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I often dream of huge numb buildings
jet-black sinister architecture being installed when nobody sees Their appearance so sudden that few would take notice And when I wake up I imagine being crushed by one imagining its weight its silence and the absence of excuses for a havoced life and the privilege of a 22-kilometre tombstone Jotun A body of black that carried no reflection defying its own room un-earthly eggs of decreation There would be colonies mushroom-scattered forever out of context rising spores from a dying world to pollute to chase away what's left Sun-white pulverised desert stone and serpentine lizard mouths Pales away the pyramids rewriting 4500 years of history raping the statue of liberty outplays the acropolis inverting the fjords invades the n y skyline to dream its own existence in one single final word Jotun Can we identify them as the flint buried in our reptile skulls or the time-bomb coded in our dna |
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Bible arm on social hell
Spins its downward spiral With each year of unprogression a fine of failure is added Closer than ever to the edge A faith in resident martyrs Strong object track my body My body down Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light Between a labyrinth of errors and the key to the suicide era Digging through the graves of giants, words fly to me A lonely load, like a promise failing miserably Running through like an alphabet of hate To shake the entire organism Closer than ever Ever to the edge Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light Between a labyrinth of errors and the key to the suicide era I kill for the code To disarm this mess Of psychotic chaos that once I mixed up myself Disarm! Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light Between a labyrinth of errors and the key to the suicide era |
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I often dream of huge numb buildings
Jet-black sinister architecture Being installed when nobody sees Their appearance so sudden That few would take notice And when I wake up I imagine being crushed by one Imagining its weight, its silence And the absence of excuses for a havoced life And the privilege of a 22-kilometre tombstone Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation There would be colonies Mushroom-scattered forever out of context Rising spores from a dying world To pollute to chase away what's left Sun-white pulverised desert stone And serpentine lizard mouths Pales away the pyramids Rewriting 4500 years of history Raping the statue of liberty Outplays the acropolis Inverting the fjords Invades the NY skyline to Dream its own existence in one single final word Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation Can we identify them As the flint buried in our reptile skulls Or the time-bomb coded in our DNA? Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation |
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Shame marries the guilt,
Introduces itself to the concept of total loneliness! Sensations repressed, Make friends with suicidia! And here the leeches begin To suck away the lust for life! [Chorus:] Escape takes the lead into a world unknown, Uncontrolled by all, Where borders are erased and potential infinite. Chosen cells, glands and transmitters Blast the body with joy! Astral feet running up To dimensions covered with gold! Stairs of glowing ectoplasma, Sapphire, onyx, and buzzing vibrations! A dead men's banquet, Food for the gods! There's only one real world, Our Earth is but a shadow! Created from a child's heart, a living jewel, From now on abode for a soul in its setting! [Chorus] Cutting the bloodline, Re-tie the bleeding roots To a heavenly slip of glass! And let it drift in passive arrogance In a one-word dialogue with the stars! [Chorus] |
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