Lyrics:
Loss of Vision
Brain Contusion
Sight and short of Breath
Heartbeat pounding, Pulse is slowing
Light has turned to Black
Excruciating Agony
Have you lost your Will to Live?
Perpetuating Destiny
It’s in your Hands to give
Staring at the Crypts of Death
Certain Mortal Perishment
There is no will to give
Existence has reached its End
There is no Perplexity
End of Life’s expectancy
Stripped of Life’s Vitality
Certain Death
Pressure building inside your Head
Compression pushing to the Red
Limbs are Numb, Control is Lost
Bag of Blood is about to Bust
Searching for the Strength to Grasp
Your Life Span is Flashing Fast
Now your Time has come to Pass
Thickening Blood will now Delay
Pulse has quickened, but too Late
Melting Braincells Die away
Cranium dripping, oozing Gray
Ever lasting Intensity
Perpetuating Destiny
Excruciating Agony
Certain Death
Covered in Gore by Butchery
Constant flowing Ecstasy
Grasping Life
You feel it slip
Death awaits you at the Crypts
There is no Perplexity
End of Life’s Expectancy
Stripped of Life’s Vitality
Certain Death

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Lyrics:
I) Windows

Leanna Nechlon pouts blood and tears. I taste her
neck. I can now make her eyes roll to white. Her pulse
rate quickens. Throbs upon my probing tongue. Stars
fall above us, burning for us. Leanna became the whore
that save me from life. I’ve lost faith.
Decrepit falls my Boston church, cloaking us from
within. I tip the cup, life’s challice vermillion. The lost
drug of God has won. Nine angels, obscene devices for
the cruel torment of the will. Consume thy paper, it will
have to guide us to Earth’s Heaven above.

II) Ascending Heaven

Flashing light will envelope my body. Give me the
strength I have lost but will need. Transcendental my
noema develops. Pumping nectar from the darkest sun.
Leanna Nechlon bleeds scriptures and lies. I drink
her thought, poison from it. I will make her…
As one I write, messenger of God. The inkwell
empties. Words are colored life’s red.

III) Fall of Leanna

Leanna stares, quenched by her fear. Sliding her
hand across my face. Going down upon my lips.
Feeling the blood pour so warm. Tasting like hope, love,
and rust. Onto the quill it flows so quick. Finish the
verse, begin another phrase of lore. Leanna laughs as
her wrist fills my cup, and there I was when Leanna
died. Write some more.
As one I write, messenger of God. The inkwell
empties. Words are colored life’s red.

IV) The Philosopher

God exists, God is good, God is omnipotent. You
can only have two of three. To choose them all you
contradict. Mackie knew the rules so well he made
Anselm disintegrate, as Pascal sat to toss his coins on
the farthest part of the Universe.
Dead not gone.
Paper is my torment. The quill is my scalpel. I am
my own thesis. The pain grows with the years.

V)….and with the Morning Sky

The rain falls down my face and on silent Leanna.
I’ve lost. The Universe calls me. Oh, Mother take rne
home.

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Child had no mother so
He won’t be missed
All planned at the age of ten
What a terrible twist
Innocent mind of a child
How did it end up like this
Cut his life a little short
Took his childhood bliss

A rage of death is near
Psychotic pulse I fear

Never stopped for anyone
Always had my way
Brought back to reality
Insanity was displayed
Never knew how far I got
Till I was almost done
Now there is no turning back
The urge is way too fun

Fear is always spoken
It creeps without demand
Leaves the door wide open
With domination at its hand
All your dreams are broken
No one ever understands
The smell of fear unspoken
It’s destructions 1st command

Lured into the gutter
Where extortion was the plan
Well too young to realize
The violence of her crime
Murder was the subject
And children were her prey
Left a bloody massacre
Well known to this day

A rage of pulse is near
Psychotic pulse I fear

Denial was her weapon
Cared for no one but herself
The axe, a form of justice
To this world in which she fell
Anger was not mild
Aggression without delay
Armageddon will then follow
Well that’s the price that you just pay

Fear is always spoken
It creeps without demand
Leaves the door wide open
With domination at its hand
All your dreams are broken
No one ever understands
The smell of fear unspoken
It’s destructions 1st command

A rage of death is here
Psychotic pulse I fear
A rage of death is here
Psychotic pulse I fear
Savage torture will hunt in the night
Hungry for blood
She strikes with delight
Anxiously, always waiting for pain
Massacred millions it runs in her veins

A rage of death is here
Psychotic pulse I fear

Tables slightly turning
The hunter becomes the prey
Doesn’t quite feel right
When she’s the one that they will slay
Tables slightly turning
The hunter becomes the prey
Doesn’t quite feel right
When she’s the one that they will slay

Fear is always spoken
It creepys without demand
Leaves the door wide open
With domination at its hand
All your dreams are broken
No one ever understands
The smell of fear unspoken
It’s destructions 1st command

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Lyrics:

Stress, breaking my back
Pulse is stuttering
Pressure, mental attack
My thoughts cluttering

Beating this dead horse
Is exhausting
Heartbreaking
To see my hands shaking
I’m knee-deep in the dead
Still wading
Still wading in this
This well-called life

Nervousness halting all will
Forcing apathy
Anxiety an aching chill
Hammering down me

Beating this dead horse
Is exhausting
Heartbreaking
To see my hand shaking
I’m knee-deep in the dead
Still wading
Still wading in this
This well-called life

Tread the floods
So you can hope to seize
Your own reality
Before it escapes thee
Watch yourself drown in disarray
It’s time to break away
Or well die today

[Solo: Corey]

Stress
Breaking my back
Pulse is stuttering
Pressure mental attack
My thoughts clattering

Nervousness halting all will
Forcing apathy
Anxiety an aching chill
Hammering down me

Beating this dead horse
is exhausting
Heartbreaking
To see my hand’s shaking
I’m knee-deep in the dead
Still wading
Still wading in this
This well called life

Tread the floods
so you can hope to seize
Your own reality
Before it escapes thee
Watch yourself drown in disarray
It’s time to break away
Or well die today

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