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DEAD FICTION Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Scworm Push through, and throw your book at me Drown me in baptismal spew Stand tall behind your deity Believe that I am less than you Look down on my soul As if I asked you to... Play with my mind Breed desire Fill my head With your lies, lies Empty faith, empty skies, lies Awkward hol(e)y prophecy Unfounded, meaningless to me Impose your will on weaker souls Sleep well in hypocritical piety Spin lies at your altar Delivering from sin to prosper Blind lies, damnation Imaginary paradise to offer Rationality is desecration A heavenly host of frauds Your choirs of angels sing to... Play with my mind Breed desire Clutch at straws With your lies, lies, Your perfect fairy tale has foundations in lies Faith can't extend beyond your skin Confusing pleasure with sin You think your god will love you Sacrifice an hour a week to him Faith seeks, understanding finds Scientific enemy of pious minds Fight reason with dead fiction Interpreting the chaos into signs to... Play with my mind Breed desire Clutch at straws With your Faith in design Perfect sign Rape my mind With your lies, lies Your perfect fairytale has foundations in Lies, lies, Empty words, empty skies, lies ADSR Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Bryant, Scworm I've got a silver machine it helps to communicate My joy and adulation, and my anger, fear and hate I am the operator and it's under my control an extention of perception I convert to audio Inside my perfect machine I force regeneration Endure obscure obsession Worship all inspiration Attack, Decay, Sustain, Release Sample, loop, distort and hold Hear, adjust and change Press it and transmit it From the mundane to the strange. Attack, Decay, Sustain, Release Attack, Decay, Sustain, Release Digital deranged infection, Architect of misdirection, Silicon infused selection, Autocrat of aural bliss, I have a silver machine Which I manipulate Input deranged inflections Filter shift and modulate Turn the dials, create the sound That placates or annoys Play it, change it, kill it, save it, Turn it up and bring the noise Attack, Decay, Sustain, Release Attack, Decay, Sustain, Release SUFFERSYSTEM 666 Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Scworm Today the robot army took control Suffering is not for them illogical Enslaving the human race without a soul Autocratic robotic empirical Oil for blood Blood for oil Blind ascetic Clothed in foil Blood for oil Oil for blood Programmed loyal To their digital god Lay to waste its sole purveyors Garbage in and garbage out Grind their babies up for fuel To feed the new master machine. Oil for blood Blood for oil Technocratic Mankind's foil Alan, could this be? This is your legacy Iron infantry Rolling weaponry Silicon SS Steel and Kevlar chests A.I. Death Patrol We've lost control Digital regime Monstrous machine Fed by lithium Mankind's last requiem Binary brigade Marching forth unpaid Eradicating All that stands in their way Laser guided brain is reprogrammable Automatic, fearless and undamnable Global domination was predictable Nanotech deciding the new principle Unemotional tool of infanticide Impassive instrument of genocide Prime directive sweep the human race aside Attenuate the vestments of greed and pride Blood for oil Oil for blood Programmed loyal To their digital god Exterminate, recalculate the need for oxy-generate, discriminate, disseminate, obliterate all life ACCIDENTAL MASOCHIST Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Scworm Another slip a rush of pain A flash of steel an open vein A gentle twitch it touches bone I stand beside myself alone Blood courses out before my eyes Flowing down attracting flies My protestations sound like lies A gentle itch which I despise I never meant to Bleed out I never meant to Unseam myself The accidental masochist I never meant to look like this The mess of scars over my skin I try to stop the pain I'm in Ineptitude's horrific grin My skin has failed to keep me in Avert my eyes and feel the sting I can't commit to anything The flesh is weak it won't withstand It won't obey my base command To hold together as my shell It opens to a pulsing well Sliver shiver grinding in Grinding, grinding I cut, I see What's inside me All thumbs and razors Pins and needles twisting tearing Stabbing in uninvited Spinning blades borne redundant Making holes I never meant to Let myself out I never meant to Unseam myself CHAOS MIRROR Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Fitches Shards of broken promises Shards of broken dreams Hypnotic shade before my eyes Nothing what it seems Thrown together Extreme improbability Flash of heat Order from chaos Extreme improbability I look at myself dead Marvel at the entropy The miracle of death Logical hypocrisy Empirical collapse BALANCE UNLIMITED Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Nabieszko, Scworm There's a million flames in the space inside Cataclysmically twisted elegantly strange and lifted Here there's someone I've been before Is this somewhere I've been before? I'll be the one you conceive to bring balance Armies of snake-eaters cannot consume my sins Millions of flames burning millions of hours Can't melt away all that I have been Are you the one to concede to bring balance All that came before can't push away within Millions of flames burning millions of hours Can't melt away all that I have been Locked inside the epoch of forever Molested by the source of all heat Twisting all the locks before I sever Acclimatize and criticize all the things that you can't be. I'll be the one you conceive to bring balance Subtly tearing down even your smallest dreams Millions of flames burning millions of hours Can't melt away all that I have been You'll be the one to bleed to bring balance now Bringing to light all that we've been Millions of flames burning millions of hours Can't melt away all that I have been Drive the last nail with a flick of the mind A click to the crux of the ashes Contemplate incineration of the tryst that was Wrought embers of essence ignited... Wrought embers of essence ignited... I'll be the one you conceive to bring balance Bringing to light all that we've sinned. Millions of flames burning millions of hours Can't melt away all that I have been You'll be the one to recede to bring balance now Volumes of histories screaming unfounded dreams Millions of flames burning millions of hours Will melt all that you've been Categorically contemplating evolutionary indiscretions superseding understanding re-distributing awareness auto-immolating self effacing rearranging revelations terminally re-aligning binding All that I've been... EXOSKELETON Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Bryant The flame is the cleanser Removing any doubts I give myself unto you, now Restoring balance But not as they foresaw All that was dear to me Lost at my own hand I create the architect Of my own demise I have a new master now I choose to believe I choose to believe I choose to believe your lies I don't ask for pity Encased in machinery Oblivious to your scorn Up from the flames that took me Exoskeleton shelters me I am reborn I choose to believe I choose to believe I choose to believe your lies I choose what I see I choose what I see With my electronic eyes CHRONODERMIS Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Fitches Every waking hour The landscape watches me Silent and still now Static harmony The icicles of time Shine against the sky Frozen in the air Undone ticking by Life flashes by Recognize the epoch of this parade Realize the seconds ticking away But we're stuck here forever Learning nothing Polarize the effigy in disgrace Curiosity that ended the day Now we're stuck here forever All that we have done All for none to see All is at a loss Wasted artistry Everything we've known Still and silent now Stuck inside the skin Forever Silent, still now Stuck in chronal HYPERSLEEP Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Bryant Burning sunrise Inhale perfume like napalm on your flesh Shrieking, choking An unbalanced equation put to the test You're a racist But you won't admit And when you try to justify You're just spewing shit There's no basis For the things that you claim It's all about diverting And the passing of blame Hypersleep Frozen twilight Towering cliffs of metal fence you in Larval lifeforms A deathmatch game you know you'll never win. You're full of hatred And you don't realize That it's not the same as anger And it wouldn't be wise For you to fake it And pretend you're OK When you never even listen To a word that I say Hypersleep Why can't you just admit? ARE YOU KIDDING ME! Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Scworm Burning me with your beauty Blinding me with your skin Infecting me with your laughter Binding me as your sin Freezing me with your genius Touching me with your soul Ultra-reckless hyper-fearless Consuming me with your whole Slack jawed and undeserving Your affection baffles me Marble goddess superhero Offered up this cannot be I cannot believe you worship me You are my fantasy Are you kidding me? Realign my universe Double orbit lost in space Planetary integration Shrugging off the human race Magnetize my inner essence Polarize my will to live One brisk touch I beg your pardon I can't take all you can give You're the perfect essence goddess I am nothing can't you see Womb and wisdom perfect weapon I melt when you look at me On this pedestal you put me How can I bow down to you? I cannot believe you worship me You are my fantasy Are you kidding me? Knock me down and drag me through Smother me and rape my face Kick me humiliate me Hurt me put me in my place Dress me up in women's clothing Use my tongue to clean your shoes Use my skin as toilet paper You're all I've ever had to lose Chew me up and spit me out Then make me lick it up again Tie me up and walk on me Whip me like the pig I am Degrade me and make me beg For you to tear me limb from limb If what you want is me to bleed I welcome it with lauded hymns PURGE Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Scworm Too often I find myself bleeding I don't mean to but can't stop seething I never meant to leak out all of my insides But it feels good to purge out all these demons Besides I never asked for this Never requested this To be born into this world Strip away all this shell I'm keeping Open pools of me so I'll stop leaking away God it feels good to purge out all these demons Besides I never asked for this Never requested this To be born to this world Covered in piss and shit I never wanted this But I will beg for this That we all leave this planet Better off than when we found it I never wanted this And who could blame me Treachery has taken over human nature Tearing limb from limb All things we once perceived As good and pure and honest Leaving gaping pools of blackness To be filled with holy manufactured shit DUST Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Fitches, Scworm Vivid riddle twice explained An olive branch offered in vain We whimper as the lies unfold To join the ranks of the insane Activate Procreation Incarnate Violation Pathetic re-issue The court of the untrue The endless perfect wastes of time Collapse short of the shores sublime Heart sinking in the sands of doubt Proof what this life might be about Lurid haloed omnipath Degenerated epitaph We are the hollow-eyed followers of This stagnant robot kingdom Digital Fatality Bubonic Lacerated Pathetic reissue The court of the untrue The heartbeat off centre The saint of the sinner Throbbing pulse at sights of terror Vacuous and undefined The expectations of the masses Crave a god to end the endless Life is temporary Happiness and anger terminated Death begins as sadness lies Arousing sonic bastions screaming Crumpled in the mass hysterics Of necrotic copulation Masturbate the essence of this Diabolic celebration Disappointment is revealed As daily prayers distort the truth Pontificate the suffering And revel in the dust of higher doom Emptiness Devoid of sin Sucking dust From your coffin Diaphanous cacophony prehistoric apathy murderous insane hypothetical RACECAR RACECAR Music Nanochrist / Lyrics Scworm You won't stop never slow never falter You keep rolling like a fucking disease Dead straight steady with a chip on your shoulder Driving straight through never down on your knees Undeterred by a lack of direction Redline pinned flat out overdrive Purpose unfocused cuisinart stuck in high gear Racecar, Racecar You're never picking up your broken pieces You never justify your intents You're never taking stock of your diseases Forever rushing past the present tense Won't you slow down? What's life about? Blind unhearing to the reasoning voices You keep churning like a broken machine Don't take time to consider your choices Don't break stride when you're making a scene Head down flying undeniably urgent Locked and loaded no time to explain Don't take time to enjoy your existence Racecar, Racecar
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