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Fetus Eaters
02:13
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FETUS EATERS
Gardeners dig solitary holes on the mountain of fetuses
Endless rotation in the bubbles of existence
Raped by the cable that feeds us with nourishment
Fucked by the shadows disguised as security
Oblivious we float in this designed void
We realize our imprisonment
We become aware of the world beyond the black curtain
And yet we accept this as our reality
We are already plugged in, being designed, being pushed.
The more we struggle, the more the cables tighten around
our veins, our voices, our minds. They know we know.
Eyes are on us
They know we know. They know we stare into the red blinking light, minds racing
we feel the fabric of our solitary prison. We know we contain the power to break free,
Yet we remain in the bubbles of false security
Our bubbles, still in our fucking bubbles
Bubbles bursting x 3
Minds are merging
Floating along satin freeways
Incarnadine apparitions in warm decay
Endocardiac spiderwebs travelled by
Stretching closer, the spark of life
Deities intertwined Briefly, forever ignited
Slip away the clogging of minds, embrace the absolute
Embracing the absolute x3
Embracing the absence x2
Embracing the absolute
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2. |
The Dissolve
02:35
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The soft moon melts in our hands
The judging stars, forever out of reach
Black holes, nymphomaniacal lust
Empathic clouds frozen in the sun
Flickering dancers obstruct clear sight
Torn in directionless space
With soaked minds we limit our reach
We are the human race
chorus:
Your mind
is a tool
set to reignite
light your fuel
Whispers from the ghost parade
Clenched fists dissolve in the shade.
Expressionless chars remain
Drowning hymns of forgotten pain
chorus:
Your mind
is a tool
set to reignite
light your fuel
We are the human race x 4
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3. |
Matricide
02:15
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MATRICIDE
Factory wasps, endless grey
Concrete claws gut the sky
Microwaves erode the shore
Corroded roots embrace the core
Caved in sky, cleanse my soul
Anti bodies rid the befouled
Towering waves, take your toll
Thrive in our decontrol
Free we fly
Free we fly
Into the sky
Where our creators lie
Caved in sky, cleanse my soul
Anti bodies rid the befouled
Towering waves, take your toll
Thrive in our decontrol
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4. |
Mahakali Trail
01:17
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MAHAKALI TRAIL
Mahakali x 7
Stay with me
Hold my hand
Through the deep
Set me free
Mahakali x 5
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PULLING THREADS
Behind the laughing sky
I see my insides
Like dying snakes
Fighting to survive
Killing themselves
And in the process
Biting the caged child
The screams grow louder
As the venom spreads
Marching through my veins
Like bloodthirsty footsoldiers
Torching my mind
Pulling at the threads
Seperate my head x12
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6. |
Death Factory
02:37
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7. |
Dream Swarm
01:40
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8. |
Sky Claimers
00:40
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9. |
The Burning Sun Project
02:09
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10. |
Weavers
01:58
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MAHAKALI Fredericia, Denmark
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