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Corps
02:44
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nonsense body is not dead yet
hung on a hook but there's still time left
the blood and the meat aren't yet congealed
around the puncturing barb of steel
caught off guard on a red letter day
writhe in pain and wish you stayed
macabre is an understatement
injury corporeal
damned by a god that you can't name
sure, it's a way to shift the blame
death is worse than consequence
rule of beasts, count to six
flesh is beginning to rot in place
rib bones crack as you twist away
macabre is an understatement
injury corporeal
(death is too good for you
but that's not to say you'll live
you deserve every cut and gouge
don't bother gasping for air
it's not worth the effort
everything has been leading up to this
you couldn't escape consequence forever
die like a stray
die as if you have a modicum of dignity left
and maybe, as you take your last breath
you can convince yourself you had purpose)
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2. |
Lady Pestilence
02:16
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tungsten body, sulphur heart
let it all go
the ropes, slowing your pace
lesions cross your neck,
your ribs, your face
let me through the cracks
across your skin
you've put up your facade
and i want in
wriggle through your veins
taking my time
got a special way
to wear your pride
you won't even notice
till your nerves are fried
rotting in your skin
can only move your eyes
blame your gods, and blame your name
let my blight spread
across your legs
eating its way up
unto the breasts
you can feel it eat
into your neck.
it's a slow crawl
to eat the rest
leave only eyes behind
grave memento of this night
there are no graves out here
only witness is the seer
a stare hotter than the sun
bleach your bones ends your run
all sense of you completely lost
buried by time and permafrost
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3. |
Blacktop
01:35
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4. |
Horrowshow
02:24
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horrorcore writes itself these days
with the worldwide violence on display
it's a terrifying time to be alive
what with government killings and plagues revived
god bless those who can't survive, and
god damn those who've just arrived
it's a horror show, all around the world
it's a vaudeville act, spun out control
don't you leave me
to seek answers
that i have no
hope of finding
memorialise your headfuck
lest your thoughts fade into waste
horrible thoughts have value
only when they're publicly embraced
don't be ashamed to be a monster
just join the appropriate mob
it's a horror show, being alive in this world
it's a vaudeville act, spun out control
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