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Ideation ad infinitum
Challenger Deep level of collapse
Shielded by the dulled azure
Ceaseless, tireless and tiresome
Broken echo that I must endure
Manifestations of termination
With every word and every step
Suicidal assimilation
So sick to my stomach of myself
Numb to the horror of it all
Blood pact of my inexistence
Dreary promise of clotted black
Passenger of loathing and lead
Of failures stench in every act
The constant subconscious sabotage
The stillness as a subterfuge
Impulse excision to survive
So bored of this contrite abuse
Even in the golden hours
The voices never still
Every breath a transgression
Every second a weakening of the will
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Disempath
02:21
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Suffocating, floundering in a mire of self-inflicted stench
The gnawing grind of enamel on quartz without end
Anonymous tongues lolloping beneath the fecal sands of leaden time
Violent scrum of corneal malfunction, the sneer of contrarian eye
The trough sinks beneath the earth
These silt-filled lungs to never purge
Asphyxiation of empathy
Genuflect to blighted idol
Heaving downward on bended knee
Self-bound hands draped around soured straining neck
Salival hymns spill as you begin to gorge again
This void of human congregation
Pushing thresholds to dullest edge
Rotting ring of vitriol
Waste leaks from every wretch
Gorging on bile
Feverishly gorging on bile
And I’m waiting for you all to choke
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Flaying God's Children
03:39
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Evangelical apostasy
Clambering onto the cross, breaking bone to bend the knee
Theocratic frenzied vision
Verses of loathing spit with soured breath through loveless excision
Blade to paper, arterial shift
Psalms to further this Orwellian drift
Striking until the muscles ache
Splitting soft skin with gleeful face
Flaying to separate false sin from innocence
Flaying to teach of god’s good grace
“Suffer the children to teach them true
For they exist beyond the chosen few
And my God has no love left for you
Wretch, my God has no love for you”
The dust of millennia, it breathes and chokes
Torn pages devoured and regurgitated, hatred bespoke
Beyond the final blessing of unrighteous judgement cast
Sordid salvation spent and limp below broken cross
Sanguine silence from the bloodied body of god
Cruellest barbs of deicide, embedded deep within your praying palm
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Chlorine Eyes
02:24
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Self-exiled, righteous whores and heretics
Delirium here upon spoiled throne of salt and shit
If gods not dead, then he's fucking sick
Bearing worn chalice of poison and politic
Depths to plunge with stale and sagging breath
And rancid heart burns with pure delight
A void dragged through ugly sleepless night
Cause I'm fucking empty
Like god I'm fucking sick
Vortex of Leviathanian might
Placental crust upon the blight
Worthless krill to yawping maw
Down clogged and noxious throat
In the belly of our beast
With thumbs deep in eye-sockets, we can see
Gnarled hands upon the swollen throats
Our one true love to call us home
Deaf through another graven year
Scraping knuckles in the gutters of fear
I'll still be treading this filthy muck
Feverishly waiting for the floods
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Bodies as Graveyards
02:56
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Amongst the swarming black of entwined love and horror
With melted skin and weeping eye
Collapsed beneath the pressure, the diamond hollow
Of aching charcoaled mind
A rusted key pressed into hands of legion deep
A terror true as fraying tendrils start to creep
Clutching laboured heart of grief
I’ll wring every ounce of blood
Down my wretched fucking throat
And I’ll drown again today
Beyond all reconciliation
Cast down to sanguine depths
Sorrow in perpetuity
The love and loss of the life bereft
Torn every waking moment
The malaise of compassion unconditional
For the love of bonfire souls
I’ll burn again today
And for the love those extinguished
I’ll drown again today
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Acrid chorus singes skin with putrid breath
Renewed as the color of gristle, wretched raw
Parasitic, conjured by the weakest men alive
And it comes in waves, transfixing
Relentless, corrosive like acid tides
Split earth, beneath the weight of the misery
Endless joy seeping from those dead inside
Hail the ark dweller and insipid flock
Feast and famine forced down cultless throat
Bloodied feathers under boot of drowners and madmen alike
The final failure breathes its last, as do we
Hog tied and helpless, worthlessly we writhe
Limp spirits to gutters, where we all belong
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Anodyne Existence
02:48
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...and on and on...
Life, a broken process of unravelling
Withered wants tangled in a squalid well
To endure and fall thirty thousand times
Among a million pleas for none of this at all
Shit plunged into the deep
Too pained and too aware
Clogging the evolutionary drain
Forever circling in fear
A humdrum drowning in the dark
Treading apathy and the unknown
Whimpering, while compassion sinks below
Gilded rope of green and gold
White knuckles slip, bloodied and old
Choking on brackish sludge
Futile nods to the ones above
Fervent prayers to the ones below
The moon seeps into the hole with misguided empathy
Because it means nothing to those of broken belief
Loose skin separates from yellowed bone
Like ones will for goodness lost amongst all that is known
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Dull Knives to Deaf Ears
03:11
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Fatigue in the marrow, defeat in the bone
Slow breath over sorrow, deafness in the drone
My heart limps through every laboured beat
Fire pissed to ashes, ashes of the weak
Bleeding and flailing
Thickening iron returning from whence it came
Bitter, organs twisting
Tongues macerated in the mouth of blame
I am afraid I am losing the ability to care
We are all going to die
Hopes run, pathetic and throbbing, from scab-picked scars to rusting steel
Hand over limp hand, we press and in blissed silence, doom shall prevail
No metaphors left
Just bland resignation
For a world rotting from the head down
For a humanity that has crushed my will and killed itself
I am afraid I am losing the ability to care
We are all going to die
And nothing matters no longer feels like a lie
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Abyssal
04:06
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Aching through worthless grief, it permeates and seeps beneath
Worn deep by craven dragging of bruised feet
With cinder-block waves and blunt force blues
Dull pulse of attrition, a life destined to lose (a life I'm longing to lose)
Prostrated husk of helplessness, a worthless mite in a fading light
Enamel cracks to endure, to cope, to suffer a final suffered night
The familiar warmth of the impulse blight
I don't know how to live without constantly wanting to die
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