1. |
Crystal Spectre
04:28
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Fear me of what I am comprised
Your sole witness gouges out her eyes
And the fear intensifies
Feed your head, let the thoughts collide
Paranoid and left alone to conceive
Invasive thoughts; my malignant disease
And the drip flows into drought
As I crawl across this crippling doubt
But now it’s lost inside of you
You’ve gotta give up the ghost
Nothing more for you to do
You’ve gotta give it up
Rid what’s left lurking inside
The harrowed feeling that you have contrived
And the fear intensifies
Feed your head, let the thoughts collide
One’s doubt is another’s consent
Of life’s nectar; I am drenched
My cold spectre is laughing at me
Scratching my floor, crystallizing my dreams.
And I got it through
My last look of you
Your bad intentions
Left you empty
Searching to no avail
But now it’s lost inside of you
You’ve gotta give up the ghost
Nothing more for you to do
You’ve gotta give it up
In my head
In my mind
In my brain
One last chance
And you’re living like you’re already dead
In my mind
In my head
One last chance
And you’re living like you’re already dead
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2. |
Forged In Irony
05:15
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Say it as you want it to seem
‘Cause you know this isn’t you
Care to howl when it’s foul play
Screaming until you’re blue
Cognitive dissonance disowns your will to subside
All this time to crowd your image
Now you’re making up your mind
Bleeding, feeding,
Drowning all the time
Feeding, leering,
Drowning all the time,
Feeding, bleeding
Shouting ’til you know
All this time to crowd your image
Now you’ve got no place to go
The humour, the fun
The being undone
All in all we’ll call it a spade
Forged in Irony
Though curt and crass,
We’ll settle at last,
Pretentious, selfish, ol’ you and me
Forged in Irony
Bleeding, feeding,
Drowning all the time
Feeding, leering,
Drowning all the time,
Feeding, bleeding
Shouting ’til you know
All this time to crowd your image
Now you’ve got no place to go
The humour, the fun
The being undone
All in all we’ll call it a spade
Forged in Irony
Though curt and crass,
We’ll settle at last,
Pretentious, selfish, ol’ you and me
Forged in Irony
The humour, the fun
The being undone
Put another bullet in me
Forged in Irony
Though curt and crass,
We’ll settle at last,
Pretentious, selfish, ol’ you and me
Forged in Irony
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3. |
Rabid
05:19
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All you have been to this
Was nothing more than less
Of everything once given
And everything put to rest
Our blinded dreams they’re stranded
Can’t seem to find our way
A stranger to the path
An animal astray
And the question remains
It’s so strange
I’m feeling sick again
Volatile Mental Neglect
We’ll dose away
Into the near
Obscuring all that’s clear
Hypnotized into deject
You’ve been
Denied of your potential
Broken outside the cage
While you’re hoping for furthering
We’re speaking out for change
Vulture circling in flight
A descending vengeant soar
Rabid, rabid; their fight
Knocking your front door
Rabid generation
Fear not what you think
It’s so strange
I’m feeling sick again
Volatile Mental Neglect
We’ll dose away
Into the near
Obscuring all that’s clear
Hypnotized into deject
Of our thoughts
We can’t prevent
Why can’t you see
That my mind is taking me
Please oh
Why don’t
You just
Help me
Well you know what they say
Well, they say I’m helpless
Well, what the fuck am I?
Just another way to live
You’re just a lonely way to die
And they say I’m ruthless
Well, I came and served
You fell back from your dreams
And thats all you’re worth
You’re just a lonely way to die
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4. |
Don't Bleed On Me
02:07
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Fallen from the ice age
A cold mask speaks to me
Her beauty spoke so heinously
As she lied right through her teeth
Well she swept them of their feet
With a rope around their necks
Benumbed and esoteric
Her thoughts became phonetic
Still I couldn’t give a damn to take it back
Never, never get it solved
Well her eyes spoke in a quiver
As her gaze became so cold
Well it’s without a doubt
That when she opened her mouth
Everything went so cold
Now still I sit here incomplete
And my thoughts begin to crowd
Through this void; gelidly decoyed
Fulfillment of my heart is never found
Don’t bleed on me
If you’ve lost your composure
Just don’t bleed on me
The gall in your scream
An incessant scold, you
Just don’t bleed on me
Well it’s true to me
And you’ve lost your composure
Just don’t bleed on me
Vile conceit
And I’d do it just for you
Just don’t bleed on me
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5. |
Odd
03:50
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I’ll take advantage dear
Entrenched by your fear
A victim of your horrified gaze
And I kissed her shadow
I told her to turn away
She stared right through me
Dumb and depraved
And left with nothing to say
Well I’m odd,
And I know I’m odd,
And I know; it’s odd
My hook her keeper
I draw the line
Gave em the jeepers creepers
When I tugged the twine
And I kissed her shadow
She told me lay to waste
I stare right through her
Tongue in my brain
And left with one thing to say
Well I’m odd,
And I know I’m odd,
And I know; it’s odd
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6. |
Crawlspace
05:17
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Masochistic
So sadistic
My vengeance cuts so deep
Self-constricted
Feels so cryptic
Falling in and out of sleep
Psycho-spastic
Feels fantastic
To know I’m one of a kind
Now they lay to waste
Filling empty space
Decomposition of the rind
Through the dead-beat
Down the up-street
Well, I pushed it to the peak
All the girls I couldn’t meet
Well, in those days
Puppets on a cold, cold stage
No happy endings here
Boy when I was your age
When the world’s your own
You feel left alone
Creeping yourself across the stage
When you find yourself
With no one else
Keeping death’s crawlspace
Complete disorder
Of the carcass hoarder
Reap the harvest of his grain
Passion killing
So fulfilling
The reek driving sexual pain
Feels misgiving
Unfamiliar living
Gonna die to feed my gain
The amount you know
I couldn’t let you go
You’ve got to carry on my name
Through the dead-beat
Down the up-street
Well I pushed it to the peak
All the girls I couldn’t meet
Well in those days
Puppets on a cold, cold stage
No happy endings here
Boy when I was your age
Crawlspace
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Transgressive is his rest
In his death; he invests
You keep him down, and trapped, and squirming
For the anguish keeps it burning
Fight for what you can’t tell
You gave ‘em right to a living hell
Show us the dignity in feeling as though it’s our turn
Oh, they say
“We’re all on our way”
Without grace we’ll find our own way
Find nothing left in people
As the fire starts to bite the seam
And you spike it up with oil
And spread the joy with gasoline
The syphoning tranquility
Brings life into obscurity
Cover your eyes
Face the streets
As they blow your mind
And fuck your dreams
It’s now that they say;
“We’re all on our way”
Without grace we’ll find our own way
Burning, burning,
Burning with desire
A sanitizing marinade of fire
We all face those vivid thoughts
But we run,
Run away
And it haunts us,
Taunts us,
Day by day
Well,
With a molotov cocktail well in hand,
I’ll find my way,
And it haunts us everyday
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8. |
Bottom Of The Label
04:40
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Fuck you,
Your psyche,
And fuck your reality
The lightning,
The black,
The end of you all
There’s sickness
In your eyes
All you didn’t know
Will be their right
The taming abuse
The glamorous freaks
Now I rest
With the smoke in my chest
Left to confide
Of the horrors inside
We don’t hit the deck
We flip the table
If you wanna spit shit
We’re at the bottom of the label
Lucid
In disguise
With demons on my side
You’re wasting your life keeping up with me
The fixing in their guise
Of schizoids gone fish-eyed
The taming misuse
Blushing at the flirt of death
Now I rest
With the smoke in my chest
Left to confide
Of the horrors inside
We don’t hit the deck
We flip the table
If you wanna spit shit
We’re at the bottom of the label
You’re tuned to a dead channel, man
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9. |
Venerable Haunt
05:59
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Grace set afire
Our lady no more
Her bones are breaking
All is adorned
Our place of worship
Is our place to hide
Gathered in murder
As one we die
In my thoughts I bleed
Blurring all I see
Calloused infancy
Lost within a dream
Withered in madness
From ourselves, we step aside
Where there is ruin
Treasure, there may lie
They’ll never know of
What lived inside
In my thoughts I bleed
Blurring all I see
Calloused infancy
Lost within a dream
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10. |
Sweating Under My Skin
07:51
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They tried to fill my head, again
I couldn’t feel myself
Oh well
Seems we’re all allergic to dust
When I thought it
Selfish, honest
Feels so godless
Though my exemptive senses
Paid on end un-phased
Though I forgave the senseless
I’ll sit inert by your cage
Of all the stiffened faces
This one may remain
Ectoplasm shifts apace
Well,
I’ll till the dirt by your grave
Lost through your eyes
Sealed in my skin
Neutralize these thoughts I’ve confined
Can you make me
Customary?
Contemplation
While you shame
The distrust
In my mind
Feels so godless
I dove and couldn’t tread
Is there more that I could see?
Are we less than we could be?
Oh what a fucking disgrace
All these teething teens
Seems we’re all allergic to dust
Maggots of the vision
Lost in the echoes
In search of purpose
Squirming through failure
My words forever
Sentenced to death
I couldn’t tell if you cared to see
What was looking out inside of me
What could it be?
Why does it feed?
Parasitic grief
Disposable me
My mind bloats
Gluttonously feeding into you
While you gloat
Ravage and eat up all of me
And I lay here; still as stone
Dreaming of sleep
I trusted you with my pulse
I crept across blurred lines
I hope there’s something else
Between you and I
Sweating under my skin
Lost in my aneurysm
Peeling through all that sunk in
How It ends; where do I begin?
Sweating under my skin
Finding the way out within
Life has lost all rhythm
Sweating under my skin
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