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An Axis of Perdition
Members | |
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Current | |
Ian Fenwick | Bass |
Member(bands): Mine[thorn], Hesper Payne | |
Dan "Storm" Mullins | Drums |
Member(bands): Blasphemer, Mine[thorn], Morte Lune, The Deathtrip, Broken, Epitaph, Kryokill, The Enchanted, Thine, Heathen Deity, Hesper Payne, My Dying Bride, Code (live), Conan (live), 閃靈 (live), Bal-Sagoth, Sermon of Hypocrisy | |
Leslie Simpson | Narration, Vocals |
Brooke Johnson | Guitars, Bass, Vocals (2001-present) |
Member(bands): Acritarch, Halo of the Sun, Hesper Payne, Kult of Eihort, Mine[thorn], Necropolitan, Phaleg, Nord, Crabsu, Irradiant, Pulsefear, Void of Silence, Today the Sun Dies, Vortex Syndrome | |
Michael Blenkarn | Keyboards, Programming, Guitars (2001-present) |
Member(bands): Ahamkara, Hryre, Kult of Eihort, Necropolitan, Phaleg, The Inmost Blight, Wodensthrone, Undying, Cauldhame, Nemorous, Pulsefear, Mine[thorn] | |
Current (Live) | |
Chris Walsh | Guitars |
Member(bands): That Hideous Strength, Wodensthrone, Aureolis, Crabsu, Nemorous | |
Richard Brass | Guitars |
Member(bands): Vomicide, Atavist, Cruciamentum, Skeleton Gong, Winterfylleth, Moriarti and the Sith, Wodensthrone, Res1st4nce |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Corridors | Split | 2002 | Show album |
2 | The Ichneumon Method (and Less Welcome Techniques) | Full-length | 2003 | Show album |
3 | Physical Illucinations in the Sewer of Xuchilbara (The Red God) | EP | 2004 | Show album |
4 | Deleted Scenes from the Transition Hospital | Full-length | 2005 | Show album |
5 | Urfe | Full-length | 2009 | Show album |
6 | Tenements (of the Anointed Flesh) | Full-length | 2011 | Show album |
7 | Corridors | Compilation | 2013 | Show album |
8 | Effluvia | EP | 2020 | Show album |
Corridors
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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2002 | Independent | CD | Limited edition, CD-R | |
May 20th, 2013 | Exitium Productions | IOB008 / EHP001 | Cassette | Limited edition |
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Band members | |
An Axis of Perdition | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Blenkarn | Producer, Mixing |
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1. | An Axis of Perdition - To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 07:17 | Show lyrics |
Intro Speech: Cygnus X-1 was discovered as an X-ray source 30 years ago this binary system, distant of 2.5 kpc, consists of the O9.7 Iab type supergiant HDE 22 and a compact object orbiting around with a period of 5.6 days. The mass of the unseen companion, significantly larger then 5 solar masses, suggests that it is a black hole. Focused wind accretion from a primary star being extremely close to filling the Roche lobe drives the powerful source of the X-ray radiation. Cygnus X-1 is one of the brightest X-ray sources in the sky. Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell A mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy. |
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2. | An Axis of Perdition - Chained in the Damnation Asylum | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
See the beast in the forest of interchanging mirrors Feel the stinging breath of the hounds upon your neck Pouring ravenous from sky-cathedrals riddled with chthonic pulse Beyond the breaking point of human conceptions (Through the) dark embrasure... Crouch paralysed in the circle of salt and await the end Torch-beams glitter on the rust-caked torture implements The vile, barbed accoutrements of the chambers of agony Blind, slithering chains scatter the circle heaped around you The bloodstained hooks glide eagerly towards your flesh While you spit your soul into the filth Pull down the stars and brand them into the shrivelled eyes of god Grind the temples into gravel and tear his face with the shards Sunder the cross into thirteen stakes and pierce his emaciated flesh This is the promise of those who make us as insects Let Satan cling feebly to god, they shall be destroyed together All engulfing pain seeping through the vulnerable angles The hounds slip on the breath of night and vault the shadows While horrors whose face-tentacles twitch in eagerness Consume the crumbling idols of your gods... Human gods... All-too-human gods! Tindalosi be our salvation... |
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3. | An Axis of Perdition - Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born |
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4. | Pulsefear - A Figure in the Mist | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Cheryl, Is that Cheryl? Where are you going? Hey, Wait! Stop! What’s going on here? | |||
5. | Pulsefear - Lighthouse | 11:50 | |
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6. | Pulsefear - Embrasure of the Dark Aspect | 02:08 | |
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38:35 |
The Ichneumon Method (and Less Welcome Techniques)
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 28th, 2003 | Rage of Achilles | ILIAD035 | CD | |
September 15th, 2017 | Arachnophobia Records | ARA033 / MNR007 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 3 colors |
Unknown | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Tetsuo Unit BRJ | Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Programming |
Test Subject MGB | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming |
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1. | A Ruined Nation Awakens | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Obey me! They sit alone on the edge of reason Maleficent in their glory Walking barren wastelands The 13 desolate and cold Leering from the black abyss Ever tearing to their goal A million screaming voices Vile ambitions surge tenfold The stars are screaming loud The blind idiot god stumbles A mind giving way Gnashing worms from the other side of shadows And in the centre of everything... The swirling nuclear chaos The children of the dead sun The rejoicing damned The 13 blessed helix Marching from myth to megalomania... Elite surgical supremacy Shadow lords of the bio circuits Prophets of chaos Messiahs to the Shaggai Dispensing erotic genocide Progeny of Nyarlathotep The universe is crumbling to dust The atoms themselves are coming apart The weak flesh withers and dies Nail and tooth, token trophies But through it all, a beacon of light A homing signal at the end of infinity A dulcet torch pierces Mechanikanna’s excrement The single tri-lobed eye... Piping daemonium flutes The madness at the centre of everything And it swells through the gate of nothingness Time itself has died |
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2. | To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk through the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk through the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy All that lives shall die Die! All that lives shall die All that lives shall die Die! All that lives shall die "What’s going on out there...?" |
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3. | Nightmare Suspension | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
I wear the crown of razor-thorns above tangled, twitching cables Protruding from a bloodstained mouth wide in soundless agony I, wreathed in tortured wires in the displaced gulf Scorched hand gnarled around spheres of collapsing time Pitiable fragments of war-ravaged cities creep behind horizons Clawing through the toxic fumes and pits of atrophied hope Humanity flees into sewers infested with seething terrors Poisoned herds digested by an aeon of stagnation I see nothing but the vastness of the envenomed stars I scream towards The transitional suns in a dilating reality I’ve seen everything but the vacuum of infinity I’m the one who trampled glass into god’s grave of filth Beneath the crumbling relics of the machinated empire The unsullied throne becomes the pestilential tomb Voices without mouths shriek words without expression Minds without matter writhe in formless, wretched hunger We are the life after death We are the nightmare suspension We are the cultivated hell around the transforming relic The AXIS OF PERDITION It’s post-human stellar beauty of the coldest sphere It’s the entrancing glare of an imploding world It’s black hole noise, whispers of singularity Subsonic star-choir on the astral frequency It’s the volatile retort of the chaos contortion It’s the nightmare desynchrony of the dying god It’s realities torn away in planetary rape It’s the gift of unspoken cycles This is it... ...This is the end of time! |
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4. | My Time, My Reign, My Tyranny | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Resurrected... Awakened to an earth unrecognisable and ruined Emerging from the fractured chambers of surrealism Searchlights cast beams into a blackened cityscape Through skyscrapers thrown down the horrors stalk This is the god deconstruction field Where scorched planets floating aimlessly Are more insignificant than dust motes Orbiting my baleful outstretched fist Exacerbated madness of the chaotic abyss Beneath continent-sized slabs of sentient machinery Smoke-veiled mechanised Charcaroth Rears its clustered jaws I stare at your feeble world from the far side of the apocalypse Chaos fathered me now I guide it into your world Post-human abominations bow jerkily to my broken idol To the thunderous violating song of the inverse stars The stench grows more appalling as they draw near Dragging their festering, bloated carcasses with spindly arms Chittering incessantly from their many mouths Eyeless, pulsating vermin dripping their filth into foul waters A universe anathema to passivity and warmth Stretches creeping metallic tendrils to strangle time A malignant alien aeon eating its way towards you Eternal pounding and joyless disarray I died an iconoclast in chains and woke as a lifeless god Stillborn apotheosis to rule over war-torn ruination Misanthropic dawn My time... my reign... my tyranny! |
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5. | Forms on the Other Side of Silence | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
(note: all lyrics taken near-verbatim from the Stephen King short story Crouch End from his Nightmares and Dreamscapes collection) [Three dots indicates part of the phrase from the story is omitted in the song, and CAPS indicates italics in the King text] The blood of sunset had been replaced by the cool grey ashes of twilight. The deserted, decaying shops had given way to deserted, decaying warehouses. Her voice did not echo, but her footfalls seemed to. Overhead the sky was now purple. It might have been some distorting effect of the twilight, or her own exhaustion, but the warehouses seemed to lean hungrily over the road. The windows, caked with the dirt of decades---of centuries, perhaps---seemed to be staring at her. And the names on the signboards became progressively stranger, even lunatic, at the very least, unpronounceable. The vowels were in the wrong places, and the consonants had been strung together in a way that would make it impossible for any human tongue to get around them. "CTHULHU KRYON", read one. "YOGSOGGOTH" read another. "R’YELEH;" "NYARLAHOTEP". She was in the grip of a terrible, bone-rattling fear, a fear so great she would not have believed a human being could endure it without going mad or dropping dead. It was impossible for her to articulate her fear except in one way, and even this, she said, only began to bridge the gulf which had opened her mind and heart. She said it was as if she were no longer on earth but on a different planet, a place so alien that the human mind could not even begin to comprehend it. The ANGLES seemed different, she said. The COLOURS seemed different. The....but it was hopeless. The stars were out, but they were not HER stars...these were crazed stars and lunatic constellations... The street began to move then. The cobbles began to undulate like a carpet. They rose and fell, rose and fell. The tram tracks came loose and flew into the air---and then the cobbles themselves began to come loose, one by one at first, then in bunches. They just flew off into the darkness. There was a tearing sound when they came loose, a grinding, tearing sound....the way an earthquake must sound. And---something started to COME THROUGH.... Tentacles....and there were pink things like suckers...except sometimes they looked like faces....and all of them were in agony. Below them, in the darkness underneath the street---in the darkness BENEATH---there was something else. Something like EYES... |
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6. | Reflections of the Underdark | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Join me here where the stark trees whirl their shadows in the nuclear winds Under bloated, acid-stained clouds collapsing in upon themselves I have clambered through the chains that mask my prison to witness The effigies of dead earth that symbolise your gods are crumbling I saw how toxic and poisoned life became in that stench-ridden dark I am the first of its spawn to crawl distorted and free out of the filth Where the shadows wove a veil for that which slithers through charnel warrens Where your herd means nothing in awe of our ravenous hive Devour, blind and twitching young of the chain-linked shadows... The feeding frenzy ends when nightmare propagates a soul Now we revel in the secretive confluence of abominations A face stretched to accommodate its malice Devouring the grotesque dancers with its eyes Scribing its name in the pit of excrescence with malformed hands Learning how to writhe inside its messy skin grafts Eating towards the surface in a foul swathe of dripping air Malignant one, skin ripping the world A distorted crown of bones is worn as a blindfold By the contorted avatar, trembling in excitement Slug-like and repellent in undeserved splendour Consummate priest of the void betrayed by eloquence He... chaos that crawls spider-like through its abyss... |
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7. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
"Daddy, help me. Daddy, where are you?" Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born And dying you [?] [?] Initiates to the belief that you are not immune to the earth You know that you are not alone You’re own [?] [?] and [?] Our whole world, everything we see as nice and normal, and sane, might be like a big leather bowl filled with air. Only in some places, the leather scuffed almost down to nothing, places where the barriers are thinner. Wouldn’t it be a day if the rest of that leather between us and what’s on the inside of that bowl just rubbed away? |
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8. | Disturbance in the Perpetual Screen | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
[Lyrics in parenthesis are part of the written lyrics, but do not appear in the finished song] I, wide asleep at 00:13 or so it seems As my eyes roll back to inspect the optic nerves The walls breathe with my exhalation (Disgorging our insects to unravel your world) My skin attempts to flee A technological trail of vomit, blood and sperm Snakes toward the rotten core Maggots swaying to the rhythm of the universe Tear my fingernails out from their tombs Underversal architecture unfolding The sky is pooling on the floor A star or two screams abuse at my face Reach down and pluck a thorn from my side The placenta next to her upon the floor Incapacitated? (A naked thought, incandescent and burning Primal like the sun, nuclear Will power beaten into submission Instinct rise in domination The insects are gathering to watch intensively Creator of maggots rises, writhing and spitting Pulls me down and in Burrow into rotten flesh, vomiting and twisted in ecstasy ) Teasing amplitudes of nothingness Spun from the unreality chambers I visualise deconstruction as the paramount of my fears Who was this place? Interjections of god, trapped in its own creation (The unbeliever reels) Intelligent equations decimate divinity (Formulated infusions of horror) (Peering in they are pleased The torment of the individual Their weapon of mass destruction is the creation of new paradigms No one saw it coming save the sightless messiah) (And who gave it credence? Who stopped to pay attention to a warning of cataclysm) (No one) (And now the end is here and no more cards can be played) You have no one to blame but yourselves for your weak hand (No one.) |
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Physical Illucinations in the Sewer of Xuchilbara (The Red God)
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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November 13th, 2004 | Code666 Records | Code026 | CD | Limited edition |
Unknown | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Band members | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Samples, Noise |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Samples, Ambience |
Guest/Session | |
Gregory Whalen | Vocals (speech) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Interference from the Other Side: Pendulums Pray | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
They have come to witness the beginning, The rebirth of paradise That was spoiled by mankind... |
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2. | Where the World Becomes Flesh | 05:12 | |
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3. | Pendulum Prey: Reciprocating Horror | 07:10 | |
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4. | Reopening Wounds of the Transition Hospital | 02:22 | |
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5. | Heaving Salvation in the Paradise of Rust | 10:22 | Show lyrics |
With the screams of the air raid siren, I know, I know I’m finally coming home. I’m coming home. |
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Deleted Scenes from the Transition Hospital
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 28th, 2005 | Code666 Records | Code027 | CD | 8-panel digipak |
Unknown | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Band members | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Guitars (jazz), Ambient effects |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars (lead, rhythm), Keyboards, Piano, Drum programming, Ambient effects |
Ian Fenwick | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Brooke Johnson | Producer, Mixing, Engineering, Mastering |
Michael Blenkarn | Producer, Engineering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Deleted Scenes I: In the Hallway of Crawling Filth | 10:37 | |
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2. | The Elevator Beneath the Valve | 03:30 | instrumental |
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3. | Pendulum Prey (Second Incarceration) | 09:06 | |
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4. | Isolation Cubicle 312 | 03:12 | |
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5. | Entangled in Mannequin Limbs | 08:13 | |
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6. | This, Then, Is Paradise? | 04:56 | |
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7. | One Day You Will Understand Why | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Many times I have been asked, "what is the axis?" They ask me, too blinded to realize that they see it everywhere. Our world is becoming diseased and corrupted. Filth - adorned as compulsively, without choice to subvert our world to the image of our increasingly debased flesh. Because our collective conciousness knows the truth: you want it, you crave it. This is a new order of beauty. Why else would we pollute and rape our planet if not to ritually prepare the world for the coming darkness? We are the architects of our own hell, and we do our work with relish and ..., willingly, eager. We grovel, unseeing, towards a repulsive yet horribly attractive (alto choir) of rust, helplessly begging it to come to our dying existence; our perception in turn models our requirement, ... . Filth, adorned through our fear and self-loathing until the nearest molecule rise to be accumulated, wreaking of despair, and guilt. Humanity’s hideous grossness fell through, ... conscience. Get the new reality and cries in agony for there is something awake in our burnished flesh. For the dark. Nightmares immerse themselves, quivering and mewling without mouths. Gazing, stupefied, where eyes should not. The world will become a sewer. We stumble through derelict cooridors and labyrinths of crusted flesh where wheelchairs circle endlessly in the shadows, to a choir of murmorous and tortured cries speaking only of pain, condemnation, misery, and wretched hunger. Hospital trolleys drip with glistening cloth in the hallway of crawling filth, lying silent and bloated. Crossing through the boundaries of our world into the encroaching horror of the transition that we know, we know that the end will come. This is it - you know this. I now have called a clinical cacoon of abnormality, and yearn towards the warmth of rot. ... . Even as we gag, the air reaks with the unpleasant sweetness of dated decay as we stagger through the maze of perdition toward its pneumatical centre. Straight-jacketed things writhe in their owns nightmares, gradually becoming human. Even as we claw down the abyss, to raise that (fog). As they become us we become them - a union of suffering. All convulsive dark in the end. The hell we have created for ourselves ... . You had a choice, you made it, and now your fate unfolds before you. Welcome. What is the axis? We are. |
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8. | Deleted Scenes II: In the Gauze-Womb of the God Becoming | 12:40 | |
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55:40 |
Urfe
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 19th, 2009 | Code666 Records | Code034 | 2CD | Digipak |
March 2nd, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Band members | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Guitars, Noise |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Ambience |
Leslie Simpson | Vocals (narration) |
Ian Fenwick | Bass |
Dan "Storm" Mullins | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Giuseppe "Gez" Romano | The Voice of the Khaergon |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Blenkarn | Engineering, Producer |
Brooke Johnson | Engineering, Producer, Mixing, Mastering, Artwork |
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Disc 1 - Grief of the Unclean | |||
1. | Grief of the Unclean I | 04:42 | |
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2. | Grief of the Unclean II | 03:26 | instrumental |
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3. | Grief of the Unclean III | 07:53 | |
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4. | Grief of the Unclean IV | 06:10 | |
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5. | Grief of the Unclean V | 07:53 | |
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6. | Grief of the Unclean VI | 14:21 | |
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Disc 2 - The Great Unwashed | |||
1. | The Great Unwashed I | 07:24 | |
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2. | The Great Unwashed II | 10:05 | |
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3. | The Great Unwashed III | 08:31 | |
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4. | The Great Unwashed IV | 07:43 | |
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5. | The Great Unwashed V | 07:24 | |
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6. | The Great Unwashed VI | 04:31 | |
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45:38 |
Tenements (of the Anointed Flesh)
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 2nd, 2011 | Code666 Records | CODE061 | CD | |
March 11th, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Band members | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Electronics |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Electronics, Bass |
Dan "Storm" Mullins | Electronics |
Saulius Bielskis | Electronics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Brooke Johnson | Artwork, Engineering, Mastering, Mixing, Producer |
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1. | The Sleeper | 01:14 | Show lyrics |
"Am I dead?" "Of course not Mr.Urfe...this is only the beginning.." |
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2. | Unveiled | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Pain unveiled Revealed suffering I am awake to torment beyond sensation Unless I dream in agony This nightmare is reality Writhing undulation Dull disorientation Senses assaulted beyond perception Entangled in remnants of cracked security Tearing at gossamer threads of sleep Unable to return to the womb of unconsciousness Sloughing off skin and shedding out sentience Retreating away from the crushing sensations Burrowing into the soft flesh of despair Revulsion envelops swirling senses Seeping and creeping into every crevice Held close and raped by the crawling insanity Sliding back down the throat of convulsion Claustrophobia waves of nausea curiosity wars with terror Fitful flickering of illumination by a single encrusted bulb Heightens horror at the speed of pain consuming rationality What lurks in the dark tilted at angles leering from the outside Feet slick and slimy in detritus faeces and cast of meat Bones licked clean of meat stark in the putrid mass Slopping through the mesh floor ruin falling to infinity Grime crusted and caked by filth terrified eyes peering up The stench is intolerable and the cacophony unendurable A sound like humanity screeching in agonised unison Reality lies bending and breaking like some tortured beast Fluxing in contraction and expansion I hold myself and weep |
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3. | Unbound | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Wreckage and ruin broken yet breathing Crawling on blindly mentally bleeding Ragged and fractured scratching at meaning cling to futility To pale shreds of reason clattering onwards Ignoring the signs crumbling concrete Stained and weeping slither through spaces Clogged with detritus crack in the wet walls Bulging with pale flesh the chaos is infinite No end to the labyrinth I feel their imploring eyes Writing their pain into my parchment skin howling and whimpering Reaching with grasping senseless fingers squeezing through the breathing walls My wretched audience undulates flapping docile empty mouth Bereft of language other than gibberish eyes devoid of any emotion The great unwashed spasm and flail pallid and quivering Pinkish grey and listless the concrete is pocked and broken Monstrous tracts of glistening flesh pulsing and writhing In peristaltic undulation as through the placental tissue Of some larval aborted god Crawling downwards Stagger onwards Always downwards I’m worming downwards Watched by those pathetic eyes Writhing convulsing flesh The omnipresent stench of faeces and fear Into the womb of the spiral Led by the sigils and portents |
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4. | Sigils and Portents | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Convulsing labyrinth of flesh conciseness contorted Attempting to communicate sigils and portents Signs and portals scribbling of the amalgamated Rantings of the consumed struggling to be heard Beyond the screaming nausea of a billion flies Burning eyes pale unseeing Observant of everything comprehending nothing But the totality of consumed being crying to be heard Beyond the retching pulse of complete and total violation Will I become like them You will not For you are something special Will I become like them Not unless you want to Because you are something special Nurtured and cherished in the womb of filth You will blossom and the world will weep I will shine the world will blind and see anew from cauterised wounds I don’t know where the words are coming from crawling ever onwards Into the spiral We are the spiral Can you feel its pulsing confluence can you taste the essence of loss Can you breath its fumes of rendered lives can you swallow it and become the greater self Crawling in the darkness senses dying blessing made of melted flesh Scratching rotten concrete fingers bleeding identity is washed away Pleading empty echoes pain unanswered becoming one with spiral mass Begging to be answered to be ended grasping for a broken meaning |
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5. | The Flesh Spiral | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
Unwound Unbound Crawl down The throat Of the unbidden Unspiralling self Where perpetual Darkness warm and wet Awaits in the gloom Festering with potential Pick me apart and wash away the purity Sift out all the specks of waste And cobble them together With vinegar and brown paper Into a loathsome bulging form Flesh piled upon flesh Twisted and contorted Screaming at its Grotesque facsimile Of life This is your reward Enjoy it with a sickening smile |
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6. | The Dark Red Other | 03:35 | instrumental |
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7. | The Changer | 09:26 | Show lyrics |
Cloying membranous tissue mucosa coating amniotic drench Adjustment to temporary peace before the new torment begins The darkened womb is warm and soft air heavy with the reek of fear Anticipation fills the respite A womb-like peace after the slog through pain I feel the changer before me I feel the changer within me I will break you I will peel away Useless shreds of self and remould your mind I will shape you I will hone your pain Into a living blade to sculpt the world anew I feel its presence seeping into my bones Conundrum given shape that I might grasp its meaning In the shadows of recessed dark Knotted in the spiral matter The changer waits and weighs the supplicants Those it finds unworthy it amalgamates Absorbed in mind and flesh into the spiral The mindless seething mass of howling flailing limbs The eternal writhing torment the agonised coalescence I am judged of superior ilk It turns its baleful influence upon me My mind and flesh begin to warp unravel |
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8. | Disintegration | 09:57 | Show lyrics |
Coiling and uncoiling I am transfigured perception and sanity are washed away Limitation of the flesh no longer restrict I flow from form to form shaped by my desires Explosively expanding consciousness filling all lacuna with tendrils of knowledge Shapelessly exploring new found intelligence flailing through arbitrary forms I test myself My form now follows my function as progenitor of a new world I am both seed and womb I will follow the ichneumon method Planting my children in the worlds yielding flesh Engorging on uncorrupted meat we shall multiply We will nestle in the worlds warm breast Spreading beneath the surface burrowing deep We will slough off the dry dead surface reality I am the suckling spore I am the seedling I am the breeding germ I am the foetus I see the layers peeled away The beauty of the terrors I enjoyed disintegration of the minds cataracts Revealing the glory of the greater truth behind all Sight sucked clean of light all delusions are torn away I already was what I have become I was my own torment and pain Render the veil made of flesh the illumination leaves no crack untouched Here in the womb of red understanding I comprehend the spiral and weep It was with me all along coiled inside my muted mind twisted and writhing to be free To unleash the horrid potential stored within I broke myself I was my own tormentor I was the illness I am the cure I was Pylon in the dark shadow I was the letter and the library I was the hanging man and the light in the pit I was the blow to the head I placed myself upon the spider I tended my own wounds and locked myself inside the tenements I told myself this was not the end, but the beginning Now I gift myself back into the world I stand in the doorway beckoning them in Soon the world will weep with joy When the world has been prepared for rebirth |
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9. | Ordained | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
I bask in the presence of myself Intermingled with the flesh I came to know All deceptions have been slowly washed away The darkness was always myself reflecting back at me I was always both the carrier and the spore The alluring scent that brings the insect to the corpse Coated with its pollen I will bring great change I will crawl into its flesh and fertilise the world I was my own fear my own diseased landscape I feel the wounds and pain of the filth I created Screaming my own name through the fractures in the world I was the cipher the letter and I broke myself |
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10. | Awakenings | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
"It began...and ends with Pylon. Pylon stands in the doorway, beckoning me in". |
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2002 | Independent | CD | Limited edition, CD-R | |
May 20th, 2013 | Exitium Productions | IOB008 / EHP001 | Cassette | Limited edition |
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Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Programming |
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Michael Blenkarn | Producer, Mixing |
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1. | Cygnus X-1 / To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Intro Speech: Cygnus X-1 was discovered as an X-ray source 30 years ago this binary system, distant of 2.5 kpc, consists of the O9.7 Iab type supergiant HDE 22 and a compact object orbiting around with a period of 5.6 days. The mass of the unseen companion, significantly larger then 5 solar masses, suggests that it is a black hole. Focused wind accretion from a primary star being extremely close to filling the Roche lobe drives the powerful source of the X-ray radiation. Cygnus X-1 is one of the brightest X-ray sources in the sky. Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell A mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy. |
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2. | Chained in the Damnation Asylum | 05:51 | Show lyrics |
See the beast in the forest of interchanging mirrors Feel the stinging breath of the hounds upon your neck Pouring ravenous from sky-cathedrals riddled with chthonic pulse Beyond the breaking point of human conceptions (Through the) dark embrasure... Crouch paralysed in the circle of salt and await the end Torch-beams glitter on the rust-caked torture implements The vile, barbed accoutrements of the chambers of agony Blind, slithering chains scatter the circle heaped around you The bloodstained hooks glide eagerly towards your flesh While you spit your soul into the filth Pull down the stars and brand them into the shrivelled eyes of god Grind the temples into gravel and tear his face with the shards Sunder the cross into thirteen stakes and pierce his emaciated flesh This is the promise of those who make us as insects Let Satan cling feebly to god, they shall be destroyed together All engulfing pain seeping through the vulnerable angles The hounds slip on the breath of night and vault the shadows While horrors whose face-tentacles twitch in eagerness Consume the crumbling idols of your gods... Human gods... All-too-human gods! Tindalosi be our salvation... |
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3. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born |
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4. | To Walk the Corridors of Hell (Live) | 06:42 | |
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5. | Chained in the Damnation Asylum (Live) | 06:00 | |
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6. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain (Live) | 06:36 | |
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1. | Echoes | 11:36 | |
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2. | Tunnels | 10:09 | |
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3. | Encounters | 11:52 | |
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An Axis of Perdition | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Programming |
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Michael Blenkarn | Producer, Mixing |
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1. | An Axis of Perdition - To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 07:17 | Show lyrics |
Intro Speech: Cygnus X-1 was discovered as an X-ray source 30 years ago this binary system, distant of 2.5 kpc, consists of the O9.7 Iab type supergiant HDE 22 and a compact object orbiting around with a period of 5.6 days. The mass of the unseen companion, significantly larger then 5 solar masses, suggests that it is a black hole. Focused wind accretion from a primary star being extremely close to filling the Roche lobe drives the powerful source of the X-ray radiation. Cygnus X-1 is one of the brightest X-ray sources in the sky. Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell A mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy. |
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2. | An Axis of Perdition - Chained in the Damnation Asylum | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
See the beast in the forest of interchanging mirrors Feel the stinging breath of the hounds upon your neck Pouring ravenous from sky-cathedrals riddled with chthonic pulse Beyond the breaking point of human conceptions (Through the) dark embrasure... Crouch paralysed in the circle of salt and await the end Torch-beams glitter on the rust-caked torture implements The vile, barbed accoutrements of the chambers of agony Blind, slithering chains scatter the circle heaped around you The bloodstained hooks glide eagerly towards your flesh While you spit your soul into the filth Pull down the stars and brand them into the shrivelled eyes of god Grind the temples into gravel and tear his face with the shards Sunder the cross into thirteen stakes and pierce his emaciated flesh This is the promise of those who make us as insects Let Satan cling feebly to god, they shall be destroyed together All engulfing pain seeping through the vulnerable angles The hounds slip on the breath of night and vault the shadows While horrors whose face-tentacles twitch in eagerness Consume the crumbling idols of your gods... Human gods... All-too-human gods! Tindalosi be our salvation... |
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3. | An Axis of Perdition - Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born |
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4. | Pulsefear - A Figure in the Mist | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Cheryl, Is that Cheryl? Where are you going? Hey, Wait! Stop! What’s going on here? | |||
5. | Pulsefear - Lighthouse | 11:50 | |
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6. | Pulsefear - Embrasure of the Dark Aspect | 02:08 | |
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Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Blenkarn | Producer, Mixing |
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Side A | |||
1. | Cygnus X-1 / To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Intro Speech: Cygnus X-1 was discovered as an X-ray source 30 years ago this binary system, distant of 2.5 kpc, consists of the O9.7 Iab type supergiant HDE 22 and a compact object orbiting around with a period of 5.6 days. The mass of the unseen companion, significantly larger then 5 solar masses, suggests that it is a black hole. Focused wind accretion from a primary star being extremely close to filling the Roche lobe drives the powerful source of the X-ray radiation. Cygnus X-1 is one of the brightest X-ray sources in the sky. Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell A mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy. |
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2. | Chained in the Damnation Asylum | 05:51 | Show lyrics |
See the beast in the forest of interchanging mirrors Feel the stinging breath of the hounds upon your neck Pouring ravenous from sky-cathedrals riddled with chthonic pulse Beyond the breaking point of human conceptions (Through the) dark embrasure... Crouch paralysed in the circle of salt and await the end Torch-beams glitter on the rust-caked torture implements The vile, barbed accoutrements of the chambers of agony Blind, slithering chains scatter the circle heaped around you The bloodstained hooks glide eagerly towards your flesh While you spit your soul into the filth Pull down the stars and brand them into the shrivelled eyes of god Grind the temples into gravel and tear his face with the shards Sunder the cross into thirteen stakes and pierce his emaciated flesh This is the promise of those who make us as insects Let Satan cling feebly to god, they shall be destroyed together All engulfing pain seeping through the vulnerable angles The hounds slip on the breath of night and vault the shadows While horrors whose face-tentacles twitch in eagerness Consume the crumbling idols of your gods... Human gods... All-too-human gods! Tindalosi be our salvation... |
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3. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born |
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4. | To Walk the Corridors of Hell (Live) | 06:42 | |
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5. | Chained in the Damnation Asylum (Live) | 06:00 | |
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6. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain (Live) | 06:36 | |
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The Ichneumon Method (and Less Welcome Techniques)
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Tetsuo Unit BRJ | Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Programming |
Test Subject MGB | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming |
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1. | A Ruined Nation Awakens | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Obey me! They sit alone on the edge of reason Maleficent in their glory Walking barren wastelands The 13 desolate and cold Leering from the black abyss Ever tearing to their goal A million screaming voices Vile ambitions surge tenfold The stars are screaming loud The blind idiot god stumbles A mind giving way Gnashing worms from the other side of shadows And in the centre of everything... The swirling nuclear chaos The children of the dead sun The rejoicing damned The 13 blessed helix Marching from myth to megalomania... Elite surgical supremacy Shadow lords of the bio circuits Prophets of chaos Messiahs to the Shaggai Dispensing erotic genocide Progeny of Nyarlathotep The universe is crumbling to dust The atoms themselves are coming apart The weak flesh withers and dies Nail and tooth, token trophies But through it all, a beacon of light A homing signal at the end of infinity A dulcet torch pierces Mechanikanna’s excrement The single tri-lobed eye... Piping daemonium flutes The madness at the centre of everything And it swells through the gate of nothingness Time itself has died |
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2. | To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk through the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk through the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy All that lives shall die Die! All that lives shall die All that lives shall die Die! All that lives shall die "What’s going on out there...?" |
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3. | Nightmare Suspension | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
I wear the crown of razor-thorns above tangled, twitching cables Protruding from a bloodstained mouth wide in soundless agony I, wreathed in tortured wires in the displaced gulf Scorched hand gnarled around spheres of collapsing time Pitiable fragments of war-ravaged cities creep behind horizons Clawing through the toxic fumes and pits of atrophied hope Humanity flees into sewers infested with seething terrors Poisoned herds digested by an aeon of stagnation I see nothing but the vastness of the envenomed stars I scream towards The transitional suns in a dilating reality I’ve seen everything but the vacuum of infinity I’m the one who trampled glass into god’s grave of filth Beneath the crumbling relics of the machinated empire The unsullied throne becomes the pestilential tomb Voices without mouths shriek words without expression Minds without matter writhe in formless, wretched hunger We are the life after death We are the nightmare suspension We are the cultivated hell around the transforming relic The AXIS OF PERDITION It’s post-human stellar beauty of the coldest sphere It’s the entrancing glare of an imploding world It’s black hole noise, whispers of singularity Subsonic star-choir on the astral frequency It’s the volatile retort of the chaos contortion It’s the nightmare desynchrony of the dying god It’s realities torn away in planetary rape It’s the gift of unspoken cycles This is it... ...This is the end of time! |
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4. | My Time, My Reign, My Tyranny | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Resurrected... Awakened to an earth unrecognisable and ruined Emerging from the fractured chambers of surrealism Searchlights cast beams into a blackened cityscape Through skyscrapers thrown down the horrors stalk This is the god deconstruction field Where scorched planets floating aimlessly Are more insignificant than dust motes Orbiting my baleful outstretched fist Exacerbated madness of the chaotic abyss Beneath continent-sized slabs of sentient machinery Smoke-veiled mechanised Charcaroth Rears its clustered jaws I stare at your feeble world from the far side of the apocalypse Chaos fathered me now I guide it into your world Post-human abominations bow jerkily to my broken idol To the thunderous violating song of the inverse stars The stench grows more appalling as they draw near Dragging their festering, bloated carcasses with spindly arms Chittering incessantly from their many mouths Eyeless, pulsating vermin dripping their filth into foul waters A universe anathema to passivity and warmth Stretches creeping metallic tendrils to strangle time A malignant alien aeon eating its way towards you Eternal pounding and joyless disarray I died an iconoclast in chains and woke as a lifeless god Stillborn apotheosis to rule over war-torn ruination Misanthropic dawn My time... my reign... my tyranny! |
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5. | Forms on the Other Side of Silence | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
(note: all lyrics taken near-verbatim from the Stephen King short story Crouch End from his Nightmares and Dreamscapes collection) [Three dots indicates part of the phrase from the story is omitted in the song, and CAPS indicates italics in the King text] The blood of sunset had been replaced by the cool grey ashes of twilight. The deserted, decaying shops had given way to deserted, decaying warehouses. Her voice did not echo, but her footfalls seemed to. Overhead the sky was now purple. It might have been some distorting effect of the twilight, or her own exhaustion, but the warehouses seemed to lean hungrily over the road. The windows, caked with the dirt of decades---of centuries, perhaps---seemed to be staring at her. And the names on the signboards became progressively stranger, even lunatic, at the very least, unpronounceable. The vowels were in the wrong places, and the consonants had been strung together in a way that would make it impossible for any human tongue to get around them. "CTHULHU KRYON", read one. "YOGSOGGOTH" read another. "R’YELEH;" "NYARLAHOTEP". She was in the grip of a terrible, bone-rattling fear, a fear so great she would not have believed a human being could endure it without going mad or dropping dead. It was impossible for her to articulate her fear except in one way, and even this, she said, only began to bridge the gulf which had opened her mind and heart. She said it was as if she were no longer on earth but on a different planet, a place so alien that the human mind could not even begin to comprehend it. The ANGLES seemed different, she said. The COLOURS seemed different. The....but it was hopeless. The stars were out, but they were not HER stars...these were crazed stars and lunatic constellations... The street began to move then. The cobbles began to undulate like a carpet. They rose and fell, rose and fell. The tram tracks came loose and flew into the air---and then the cobbles themselves began to come loose, one by one at first, then in bunches. They just flew off into the darkness. There was a tearing sound when they came loose, a grinding, tearing sound....the way an earthquake must sound. And---something started to COME THROUGH.... Tentacles....and there were pink things like suckers...except sometimes they looked like faces....and all of them were in agony. Below them, in the darkness underneath the street---in the darkness BENEATH---there was something else. Something like EYES... |
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6. | Reflections of the Underdark | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Join me here where the stark trees whirl their shadows in the nuclear winds Under bloated, acid-stained clouds collapsing in upon themselves I have clambered through the chains that mask my prison to witness The effigies of dead earth that symbolise your gods are crumbling I saw how toxic and poisoned life became in that stench-ridden dark I am the first of its spawn to crawl distorted and free out of the filth Where the shadows wove a veil for that which slithers through charnel warrens Where your herd means nothing in awe of our ravenous hive Devour, blind and twitching young of the chain-linked shadows... The feeding frenzy ends when nightmare propagates a soul Now we revel in the secretive confluence of abominations A face stretched to accommodate its malice Devouring the grotesque dancers with its eyes Scribing its name in the pit of excrescence with malformed hands Learning how to writhe inside its messy skin grafts Eating towards the surface in a foul swathe of dripping air Malignant one, skin ripping the world A distorted crown of bones is worn as a blindfold By the contorted avatar, trembling in excitement Slug-like and repellent in undeserved splendour Consummate priest of the void betrayed by eloquence He... chaos that crawls spider-like through its abyss... |
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7. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
"Daddy, help me. Daddy, where are you?" Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born And dying you [?] [?] Initiates to the belief that you are not immune to the earth You know that you are not alone You’re own [?] [?] and [?] Our whole world, everything we see as nice and normal, and sane, might be like a big leather bowl filled with air. Only in some places, the leather scuffed almost down to nothing, places where the barriers are thinner. Wouldn’t it be a day if the rest of that leather between us and what’s on the inside of that bowl just rubbed away? |
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8. | Disturbance in the Perpetual Screen | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
[Lyrics in parenthesis are part of the written lyrics, but do not appear in the finished song] I, wide asleep at 00:13 or so it seems As my eyes roll back to inspect the optic nerves The walls breathe with my exhalation (Disgorging our insects to unravel your world) My skin attempts to flee A technological trail of vomit, blood and sperm Snakes toward the rotten core Maggots swaying to the rhythm of the universe Tear my fingernails out from their tombs Underversal architecture unfolding The sky is pooling on the floor A star or two screams abuse at my face Reach down and pluck a thorn from my side The placenta next to her upon the floor Incapacitated? (A naked thought, incandescent and burning Primal like the sun, nuclear Will power beaten into submission Instinct rise in domination The insects are gathering to watch intensively Creator of maggots rises, writhing and spitting Pulls me down and in Burrow into rotten flesh, vomiting and twisted in ecstasy ) Teasing amplitudes of nothingness Spun from the unreality chambers I visualise deconstruction as the paramount of my fears Who was this place? Interjections of god, trapped in its own creation (The unbeliever reels) Intelligent equations decimate divinity (Formulated infusions of horror) (Peering in they are pleased The torment of the individual Their weapon of mass destruction is the creation of new paradigms No one saw it coming save the sightless messiah) (And who gave it credence? Who stopped to pay attention to a warning of cataclysm) (No one) (And now the end is here and no more cards can be played) You have no one to blame but yourselves for your weak hand (No one.) |
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The Ichneumon Method (and Less Welcome Techniques)
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Tetsuo Unit BRJ | Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Programming |
Test Subject MGB | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming |
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1. | A Ruined Nation Awakens | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Obey me! They sit alone on the edge of reason Maleficent in their glory Walking barren wastelands The 13 desolate and cold Leering from the black abyss Ever tearing to their goal A million screaming voices Vile ambitions surge tenfold The stars are screaming loud The blind idiot god stumbles A mind giving way Gnashing worms from the other side of shadows And in the centre of everything... The swirling nuclear chaos The children of the dead sun The rejoicing damned The 13 blessed helix Marching from myth to megalomania... Elite surgical supremacy Shadow lords of the bio circuits Prophets of chaos Messiahs to the Shaggai Dispensing erotic genocide Progeny of Nyarlathotep The universe is crumbling to dust The atoms themselves are coming apart The weak flesh withers and dies Nail and tooth, token trophies But through it all, a beacon of light A homing signal at the end of infinity A dulcet torch pierces Mechanikanna’s excrement The single tri-lobed eye... Piping daemonium flutes The madness at the centre of everything And it swells through the gate of nothingness Time itself has died |
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2. | To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk through the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk through the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy All that lives shall die Die! All that lives shall die All that lives shall die Die! All that lives shall die "What’s going on out there...?" |
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3. | Nightmare Suspension | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
I wear the crown of razor-thorns above tangled, twitching cables Protruding from a bloodstained mouth wide in soundless agony I, wreathed in tortured wires in the displaced gulf Scorched hand gnarled around spheres of collapsing time Pitiable fragments of war-ravaged cities creep behind horizons Clawing through the toxic fumes and pits of atrophied hope Humanity flees into sewers infested with seething terrors Poisoned herds digested by an aeon of stagnation I see nothing but the vastness of the envenomed stars I scream towards The transitional suns in a dilating reality I’ve seen everything but the vacuum of infinity I’m the one who trampled glass into god’s grave of filth Beneath the crumbling relics of the machinated empire The unsullied throne becomes the pestilential tomb Voices without mouths shriek words without expression Minds without matter writhe in formless, wretched hunger We are the life after death We are the nightmare suspension We are the cultivated hell around the transforming relic The AXIS OF PERDITION It’s post-human stellar beauty of the coldest sphere It’s the entrancing glare of an imploding world It’s black hole noise, whispers of singularity Subsonic star-choir on the astral frequency It’s the volatile retort of the chaos contortion It’s the nightmare desynchrony of the dying god It’s realities torn away in planetary rape It’s the gift of unspoken cycles This is it... ...This is the end of time! |
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4. | My Time, My Reign, My Tyranny | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Resurrected... Awakened to an earth unrecognisable and ruined Emerging from the fractured chambers of surrealism Searchlights cast beams into a blackened cityscape Through skyscrapers thrown down the horrors stalk This is the god deconstruction field Where scorched planets floating aimlessly Are more insignificant than dust motes Orbiting my baleful outstretched fist Exacerbated madness of the chaotic abyss Beneath continent-sized slabs of sentient machinery Smoke-veiled mechanised Charcaroth Rears its clustered jaws I stare at your feeble world from the far side of the apocalypse Chaos fathered me now I guide it into your world Post-human abominations bow jerkily to my broken idol To the thunderous violating song of the inverse stars The stench grows more appalling as they draw near Dragging their festering, bloated carcasses with spindly arms Chittering incessantly from their many mouths Eyeless, pulsating vermin dripping their filth into foul waters A universe anathema to passivity and warmth Stretches creeping metallic tendrils to strangle time A malignant alien aeon eating its way towards you Eternal pounding and joyless disarray I died an iconoclast in chains and woke as a lifeless god Stillborn apotheosis to rule over war-torn ruination Misanthropic dawn My time... my reign... my tyranny! |
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5. | Forms on the Other Side of Silence | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
(note: all lyrics taken near-verbatim from the Stephen King short story Crouch End from his Nightmares and Dreamscapes collection) [Three dots indicates part of the phrase from the story is omitted in the song, and CAPS indicates italics in the King text] The blood of sunset had been replaced by the cool grey ashes of twilight. The deserted, decaying shops had given way to deserted, decaying warehouses. Her voice did not echo, but her footfalls seemed to. Overhead the sky was now purple. It might have been some distorting effect of the twilight, or her own exhaustion, but the warehouses seemed to lean hungrily over the road. The windows, caked with the dirt of decades---of centuries, perhaps---seemed to be staring at her. And the names on the signboards became progressively stranger, even lunatic, at the very least, unpronounceable. The vowels were in the wrong places, and the consonants had been strung together in a way that would make it impossible for any human tongue to get around them. "CTHULHU KRYON", read one. "YOGSOGGOTH" read another. "R’YELEH;" "NYARLAHOTEP". She was in the grip of a terrible, bone-rattling fear, a fear so great she would not have believed a human being could endure it without going mad or dropping dead. It was impossible for her to articulate her fear except in one way, and even this, she said, only began to bridge the gulf which had opened her mind and heart. She said it was as if she were no longer on earth but on a different planet, a place so alien that the human mind could not even begin to comprehend it. The ANGLES seemed different, she said. The COLOURS seemed different. The....but it was hopeless. The stars were out, but they were not HER stars...these were crazed stars and lunatic constellations... The street began to move then. The cobbles began to undulate like a carpet. They rose and fell, rose and fell. The tram tracks came loose and flew into the air---and then the cobbles themselves began to come loose, one by one at first, then in bunches. They just flew off into the darkness. There was a tearing sound when they came loose, a grinding, tearing sound....the way an earthquake must sound. And---something started to COME THROUGH.... Tentacles....and there were pink things like suckers...except sometimes they looked like faces....and all of them were in agony. Below them, in the darkness underneath the street---in the darkness BENEATH---there was something else. Something like EYES... |
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6. | Reflections of the Underdark | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Join me here where the stark trees whirl their shadows in the nuclear winds Under bloated, acid-stained clouds collapsing in upon themselves I have clambered through the chains that mask my prison to witness The effigies of dead earth that symbolise your gods are crumbling I saw how toxic and poisoned life became in that stench-ridden dark I am the first of its spawn to crawl distorted and free out of the filth Where the shadows wove a veil for that which slithers through charnel warrens Where your herd means nothing in awe of our ravenous hive Devour, blind and twitching young of the chain-linked shadows... The feeding frenzy ends when nightmare propagates a soul Now we revel in the secretive confluence of abominations A face stretched to accommodate its malice Devouring the grotesque dancers with its eyes Scribing its name in the pit of excrescence with malformed hands Learning how to writhe inside its messy skin grafts Eating towards the surface in a foul swathe of dripping air Malignant one, skin ripping the world A distorted crown of bones is worn as a blindfold By the contorted avatar, trembling in excitement Slug-like and repellent in undeserved splendour Consummate priest of the void betrayed by eloquence He... chaos that crawls spider-like through its abyss... |
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7. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
"Daddy, help me. Daddy, where are you?" Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born And dying you [?] [?] Initiates to the belief that you are not immune to the earth You know that you are not alone You’re own [?] [?] and [?] Our whole world, everything we see as nice and normal, and sane, might be like a big leather bowl filled with air. Only in some places, the leather scuffed almost down to nothing, places where the barriers are thinner. Wouldn’t it be a day if the rest of that leather between us and what’s on the inside of that bowl just rubbed away? |
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8. | Disturbance in the Perpetual Screen | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
[Lyrics in parenthesis are part of the written lyrics, but do not appear in the finished song] I, wide asleep at 00:13 or so it seems As my eyes roll back to inspect the optic nerves The walls breathe with my exhalation (Disgorging our insects to unravel your world) My skin attempts to flee A technological trail of vomit, blood and sperm Snakes toward the rotten core Maggots swaying to the rhythm of the universe Tear my fingernails out from their tombs Underversal architecture unfolding The sky is pooling on the floor A star or two screams abuse at my face Reach down and pluck a thorn from my side The placenta next to her upon the floor Incapacitated? (A naked thought, incandescent and burning Primal like the sun, nuclear Will power beaten into submission Instinct rise in domination The insects are gathering to watch intensively Creator of maggots rises, writhing and spitting Pulls me down and in Burrow into rotten flesh, vomiting and twisted in ecstasy ) Teasing amplitudes of nothingness Spun from the unreality chambers I visualise deconstruction as the paramount of my fears Who was this place? Interjections of god, trapped in its own creation (The unbeliever reels) Intelligent equations decimate divinity (Formulated infusions of horror) (Peering in they are pleased The torment of the individual Their weapon of mass destruction is the creation of new paradigms No one saw it coming save the sightless messiah) (And who gave it credence? Who stopped to pay attention to a warning of cataclysm) (No one) (And now the end is here and no more cards can be played) You have no one to blame but yourselves for your weak hand (No one.) |
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45:05 |
The Ichneumon Method (and Less Welcome Techniques)
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Tetsuo Unit BRJ | Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Programming |
Test Subject MGB | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming |
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1. | A Ruined Nation Awakens | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
Obey me! They sit alone on the edge of reason Maleficent in their glory Walking barren wastelands The 13 desolate and cold Leering from the black abyss Ever tearing to their goal A million screaming voices Vile ambitions surge tenfold The stars are screaming loud The blind idiot god stumbles A mind giving way Gnashing worms from the other side of shadows And in the centre of everything... The swirling nuclear chaos The children of the dead sun The rejoicing damned The 13 blessed helix Marching from myth to megalomania... Elite surgical supremacy Shadow lords of the bio circuits Prophets of chaos Messiahs to the Shaggai Dispensing erotic genocide Progeny of Nyarlathotep The universe is crumbling to dust The atoms themselves are coming apart The weak flesh withers and dies Nail and tooth, token trophies But through it all, a beacon of light A homing signal at the end of infinity A dulcet torch pierces Mechanikanna’s excrement The single tri-lobed eye... Piping daemonium flutes The madness at the centre of everything And it swells through the gate of nothingness Time itself has died |
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2. | To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 06:31 | Show lyrics |
Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk through the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk through the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy All that lives shall die Die! All that lives shall die All that lives shall die Die! All that lives shall die "What’s going on out there...?" |
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3. | Nightmare Suspension | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
I wear the crown of razor-thorns above tangled, twitching cables Protruding from a bloodstained mouth wide in soundless agony I, wreathed in tortured wires in the displaced gulf Scorched hand gnarled around spheres of collapsing time Pitiable fragments of war-ravaged cities creep behind horizons Clawing through the toxic fumes and pits of atrophied hope Humanity flees into sewers infested with seething terrors Poisoned herds digested by an aeon of stagnation I see nothing but the vastness of the envenomed stars I scream towards The transitional suns in a dilating reality I’ve seen everything but the vacuum of infinity I’m the one who trampled glass into god’s grave of filth Beneath the crumbling relics of the machinated empire The unsullied throne becomes the pestilential tomb Voices without mouths shriek words without expression Minds without matter writhe in formless, wretched hunger We are the life after death We are the nightmare suspension We are the cultivated hell around the transforming relic The AXIS OF PERDITION It’s post-human stellar beauty of the coldest sphere It’s the entrancing glare of an imploding world It’s black hole noise, whispers of singularity Subsonic star-choir on the astral frequency It’s the volatile retort of the chaos contortion It’s the nightmare desynchrony of the dying god It’s realities torn away in planetary rape It’s the gift of unspoken cycles This is it... ...This is the end of time! |
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4. | My Time, My Reign, My Tyranny | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
Resurrected... Awakened to an earth unrecognisable and ruined Emerging from the fractured chambers of surrealism Searchlights cast beams into a blackened cityscape Through skyscrapers thrown down the horrors stalk This is the god deconstruction field Where scorched planets floating aimlessly Are more insignificant than dust motes Orbiting my baleful outstretched fist Exacerbated madness of the chaotic abyss Beneath continent-sized slabs of sentient machinery Smoke-veiled mechanised Charcaroth Rears its clustered jaws I stare at your feeble world from the far side of the apocalypse Chaos fathered me now I guide it into your world Post-human abominations bow jerkily to my broken idol To the thunderous violating song of the inverse stars The stench grows more appalling as they draw near Dragging their festering, bloated carcasses with spindly arms Chittering incessantly from their many mouths Eyeless, pulsating vermin dripping their filth into foul waters A universe anathema to passivity and warmth Stretches creeping metallic tendrils to strangle time A malignant alien aeon eating its way towards you Eternal pounding and joyless disarray I died an iconoclast in chains and woke as a lifeless god Stillborn apotheosis to rule over war-torn ruination Misanthropic dawn My time... my reign... my tyranny! |
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5. | Forms on the Other Side of Silence | 03:09 | Show lyrics |
(note: all lyrics taken near-verbatim from the Stephen King short story Crouch End from his Nightmares and Dreamscapes collection) [Three dots indicates part of the phrase from the story is omitted in the song, and CAPS indicates italics in the King text] The blood of sunset had been replaced by the cool grey ashes of twilight. The deserted, decaying shops had given way to deserted, decaying warehouses. Her voice did not echo, but her footfalls seemed to. Overhead the sky was now purple. It might have been some distorting effect of the twilight, or her own exhaustion, but the warehouses seemed to lean hungrily over the road. The windows, caked with the dirt of decades---of centuries, perhaps---seemed to be staring at her. And the names on the signboards became progressively stranger, even lunatic, at the very least, unpronounceable. The vowels were in the wrong places, and the consonants had been strung together in a way that would make it impossible for any human tongue to get around them. "CTHULHU KRYON", read one. "YOGSOGGOTH" read another. "R’YELEH;" "NYARLAHOTEP". She was in the grip of a terrible, bone-rattling fear, a fear so great she would not have believed a human being could endure it without going mad or dropping dead. It was impossible for her to articulate her fear except in one way, and even this, she said, only began to bridge the gulf which had opened her mind and heart. She said it was as if she were no longer on earth but on a different planet, a place so alien that the human mind could not even begin to comprehend it. The ANGLES seemed different, she said. The COLOURS seemed different. The....but it was hopeless. The stars were out, but they were not HER stars...these were crazed stars and lunatic constellations... The street began to move then. The cobbles began to undulate like a carpet. They rose and fell, rose and fell. The tram tracks came loose and flew into the air---and then the cobbles themselves began to come loose, one by one at first, then in bunches. They just flew off into the darkness. There was a tearing sound when they came loose, a grinding, tearing sound....the way an earthquake must sound. And---something started to COME THROUGH.... Tentacles....and there were pink things like suckers...except sometimes they looked like faces....and all of them were in agony. Below them, in the darkness underneath the street---in the darkness BENEATH---there was something else. Something like EYES... |
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6. | Reflections of the Underdark | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Join me here where the stark trees whirl their shadows in the nuclear winds Under bloated, acid-stained clouds collapsing in upon themselves I have clambered through the chains that mask my prison to witness The effigies of dead earth that symbolise your gods are crumbling I saw how toxic and poisoned life became in that stench-ridden dark I am the first of its spawn to crawl distorted and free out of the filth Where the shadows wove a veil for that which slithers through charnel warrens Where your herd means nothing in awe of our ravenous hive Devour, blind and twitching young of the chain-linked shadows... The feeding frenzy ends when nightmare propagates a soul Now we revel in the secretive confluence of abominations A face stretched to accommodate its malice Devouring the grotesque dancers with its eyes Scribing its name in the pit of excrescence with malformed hands Learning how to writhe inside its messy skin grafts Eating towards the surface in a foul swathe of dripping air Malignant one, skin ripping the world A distorted crown of bones is worn as a blindfold By the contorted avatar, trembling in excitement Slug-like and repellent in undeserved splendour Consummate priest of the void betrayed by eloquence He... chaos that crawls spider-like through its abyss... |
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7. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
"Daddy, help me. Daddy, where are you?" Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born And dying you [?] [?] Initiates to the belief that you are not immune to the earth You know that you are not alone You’re own [?] [?] and [?] Our whole world, everything we see as nice and normal, and sane, might be like a big leather bowl filled with air. Only in some places, the leather scuffed almost down to nothing, places where the barriers are thinner. Wouldn’t it be a day if the rest of that leather between us and what’s on the inside of that bowl just rubbed away? |
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8. | Disturbance in the Perpetual Screen | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
[Lyrics in parenthesis are part of the written lyrics, but do not appear in the finished song] I, wide asleep at 00:13 or so it seems As my eyes roll back to inspect the optic nerves The walls breathe with my exhalation (Disgorging our insects to unravel your world) My skin attempts to flee A technological trail of vomit, blood and sperm Snakes toward the rotten core Maggots swaying to the rhythm of the universe Tear my fingernails out from their tombs Underversal architecture unfolding The sky is pooling on the floor A star or two screams abuse at my face Reach down and pluck a thorn from my side The placenta next to her upon the floor Incapacitated? (A naked thought, incandescent and burning Primal like the sun, nuclear Will power beaten into submission Instinct rise in domination The insects are gathering to watch intensively Creator of maggots rises, writhing and spitting Pulls me down and in Burrow into rotten flesh, vomiting and twisted in ecstasy ) Teasing amplitudes of nothingness Spun from the unreality chambers I visualise deconstruction as the paramount of my fears Who was this place? Interjections of god, trapped in its own creation (The unbeliever reels) Intelligent equations decimate divinity (Formulated infusions of horror) (Peering in they are pleased The torment of the individual Their weapon of mass destruction is the creation of new paradigms No one saw it coming save the sightless messiah) (And who gave it credence? Who stopped to pay attention to a warning of cataclysm) (No one) (And now the end is here and no more cards can be played) You have no one to blame but yourselves for your weak hand (No one.) |
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45:05 |
Physical Illucinations in the Sewer of Xuchilbara (The Red God)
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Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Samples, Noise |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Samples, Ambience |
Guest/Session | |
Gregory Whalen | Vocals (speech) |
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1. | Interference from the Other Side: Pendulums Pray | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
They have come to witness the beginning, The rebirth of paradise That was spoiled by mankind... |
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2. | Where the World Becomes Flesh | 05:12 | |
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3. | Pendulum Prey: Reciprocating Horror | 07:10 | |
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4. | Reopening Wounds of the Transition Hospital | 02:22 | |
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5. | Heaving Salvation in the Paradise of Rust | 10:22 | Show lyrics |
With the screams of the air raid siren, I know, I know I’m finally coming home. I’m coming home. |
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30:07 |
Physical Illucinations in the Sewer of Xuchilbara (The Red God)
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Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Samples, Noise |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Samples, Ambience |
Guest/Session | |
Gregory Whalen | Vocals (speech) |
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1. | Interference from the Other Side: Pendulums Pray | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
They have come to witness the beginning, The rebirth of paradise That was spoiled by mankind... |
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2. | Where the World Becomes Flesh | 05:12 | |
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3. | Pendulum Prey: Reciprocating Horror | 07:10 | |
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4. | Reopening Wounds of the Transition Hospital | 02:22 | |
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5. | Heaving Salvation in the Paradise of Rust | 10:22 | Show lyrics |
With the screams of the air raid siren, I know, I know I’m finally coming home. I’m coming home. |
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30:07 |
Deleted Scenes from the Transition Hospital
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Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Guitars (jazz), Ambient effects |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars (lead, rhythm), Keyboards, Piano, Drum programming, Ambient effects |
Ian Fenwick | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Brooke Johnson | Producer, Mixing, Engineering, Mastering |
Michael Blenkarn | Producer, Engineering |
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1. | Deleted Scenes I: In the Hallway of Crawling Filth | 10:37 | |
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2. | The Elevator Beneath the Valve | 03:30 | instrumental |
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3. | Pendulum Prey (Second Incarceration) | 09:06 | |
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4. | Isolation Cubicle 312 | 03:12 | |
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5. | Entangled in Mannequin Limbs | 08:13 | |
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6. | This, Then, Is Paradise? | 04:56 | |
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7. | One Day You Will Understand Why | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
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8. | Deleted Scenes II: In the Gauze-Womb of the God Becoming | 12:40 | |
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55:40 |
Deleted Scenes from the Transition Hospital
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Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Guitars (jazz), Ambient effects |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars (lead, rhythm), Keyboards, Piano, Drum programming, Ambient effects |
Ian Fenwick | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Blenkarn | Engineering, Producer |
Brooke Johnson | Producer, Mixing, Engineering, Mastering |
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1. | Deleted Scenes I: In the Hallway of Crawling Filth | 10:37 | |
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2. | The Elevator Beneath the Valve | 03:30 | instrumental |
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3. | Pendulum Prey (Second Incarceration) | 09:06 | |
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4. | Isolation Cubicle 312 | 03:12 | |
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5. | Entangled in Mannequin Limbs | 08:13 | |
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6. | This, Then, Is Paradise? | 04:56 | |
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7. | One Day You Will Understand Why | 03:26 | Show lyrics |
Many times I have been asked, "what is the axis?" They ask me, too blinded to realize that they see it everywhere. Our world is becoming diseased and corrupted. Filth - adorned as compulsively, without choice to subvert our world to the image of our increasingly debased flesh. Because our collective conciousness knows the truth: you want it, you crave it. This is a new order of beauty. Why else would we pollute and rape our planet if not to ritually prepare the world for the coming darkness? We are the architects of our own hell, and we do our work with relish and ..., willingly, eager. We grovel, unseeing, towards a repulsive yet horribly attractive (alto choir) of rust, helplessly begging it to come to our dying existence; our perception in turn models our requirement, ... . Filth, adorned through our fear and self-loathing until the nearest molecule rise to be accumulated, wreaking of despair, and guilt. Humanity’s hideous grossness fell through, ... conscience. Get the new reality and cries in agony for there is something awake in our burnished flesh. For the dark. Nightmares immerse themselves, quivering and mewling without mouths. Gazing, stupefied, where eyes should not. The world will become a sewer. We stumble through derelict cooridors and labyrinths of crusted flesh where wheelchairs circle endlessly in the shadows, to a choir of murmorous and tortured cries speaking only of pain, condemnation, misery, and wretched hunger. Hospital trolleys drip with glistening cloth in the hallway of crawling filth, lying silent and bloated. Crossing through the boundaries of our world into the encroaching horror of the transition that we know, we know that the end will come. This is it - you know this. I now have called a clinical cacoon of abnormality, and yearn towards the warmth of rot. ... . Even as we gag, the air reaks with the unpleasant sweetness of dated decay as we stagger through the maze of perdition toward its pneumatical centre. Straight-jacketed things writhe in their owns nightmares, gradually becoming human. Even as we claw down the abyss, to raise that (fog). As they become us we become them - a union of suffering. All convulsive dark in the end. The hell we have created for ourselves ... . You had a choice, you made it, and now your fate unfolds before you. Welcome. What is the axis? We are. |
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8. | Deleted Scenes II: In the Gauze-Womb of the God Becoming | 12:40 | |
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55:40 |
Urfe
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Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Guitars, Noise |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Ambience |
Leslie Simpson | Vocals (narration) |
Ian Fenwick | Bass |
Dan "Storm" Mullins | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Giuseppe "Gez" Romano | The Voice of the Khaergon |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Blenkarn | Engineering, Producer |
Brooke Johnson | Engineering, Producer, Mixing, Mastering, Artwork |
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Disc 1 - Grief of the Unclean | |||
1. | Grief of the Unclean I | 04:42 | |
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2. | Grief of the Unclean II | 03:26 | instrumental |
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3. | Grief of the Unclean III | 07:53 | |
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4. | Grief of the Unclean IV | 06:10 | |
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5. | Grief of the Unclean V | 07:53 | |
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6. | Grief of the Unclean VI | 14:21 | |
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44:25 | |||
Disc 2 - The Great Unwashed | |||
1. | The Great Unwashed I | 07:24 | |
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2. | The Great Unwashed II | 10:05 | |
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3. | The Great Unwashed III | 08:31 | |
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4. | The Great Unwashed IV | 07:43 | |
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5. | The Great Unwashed V | 07:24 | |
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6. | The Great Unwashed VI | 04:31 | |
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Urfe
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Band members | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Guitars, Noise |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Ambience |
Leslie Simpson | Vocals (narration) |
Ian Fenwick | Bass |
Dan "Storm" Mullins | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Giuseppe "Gez" Romano | The Voice of the Khaergon |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Brooke Johnson | Artwork, Engineering, Producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Michael Blenkarn | Engineering, Producer |
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1. | Grief of the Unclean I | 04:42 | |
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2. | Grief of the Unclean II | 03:26 | instrumental |
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3. | Grief of the Unclean III | 07:53 | |
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4. | Grief of the Unclean IV | 06:10 | |
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5. | Grief of the Unclean V | 07:53 | |
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6. | Grief of the Unclean VI | 14:21 | |
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7. | The Great Unwashed I | 07:24 | |
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8. | The Great Unwashed II | 10:05 | |
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9. | The Great Unwashed III | 08:31 | |
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10. | The Great Unwashed IV | 07:43 | |
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11. | The Great Unwashed V | 07:24 | |
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12. | The Great Unwashed VI | 04:31 | |
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01:30:03 |
Tenements (of the Anointed Flesh)
Members | |
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Band members | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Electronics |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Electronics, Bass |
Dan "Storm" Mullins | Electronics |
Saulius Bielskis | Electronics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Brooke Johnson | Artwork, Engineering, Mastering, Mixing, Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Sleeper | 01:14 | Show lyrics |
"Am I dead?" "Of course not Mr.Urfe...this is only the beginning.." |
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2. | Unveiled | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Pain unveiled Revealed suffering I am awake to torment beyond sensation Unless I dream in agony This nightmare is reality Writhing undulation Dull disorientation Senses assaulted beyond perception Entangled in remnants of cracked security Tearing at gossamer threads of sleep Unable to return to the womb of unconsciousness Sloughing off skin and shedding out sentience Retreating away from the crushing sensations Burrowing into the soft flesh of despair Revulsion envelops swirling senses Seeping and creeping into every crevice Held close and raped by the crawling insanity Sliding back down the throat of convulsion Claustrophobia waves of nausea curiosity wars with terror Fitful flickering of illumination by a single encrusted bulb Heightens horror at the speed of pain consuming rationality What lurks in the dark tilted at angles leering from the outside Feet slick and slimy in detritus faeces and cast of meat Bones licked clean of meat stark in the putrid mass Slopping through the mesh floor ruin falling to infinity Grime crusted and caked by filth terrified eyes peering up The stench is intolerable and the cacophony unendurable A sound like humanity screeching in agonised unison Reality lies bending and breaking like some tortured beast Fluxing in contraction and expansion I hold myself and weep |
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3. | Unbound | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Wreckage and ruin broken yet breathing Crawling on blindly mentally bleeding Ragged and fractured scratching at meaning cling to futility To pale shreds of reason clattering onwards Ignoring the signs crumbling concrete Stained and weeping slither through spaces Clogged with detritus crack in the wet walls Bulging with pale flesh the chaos is infinite No end to the labyrinth I feel their imploring eyes Writing their pain into my parchment skin howling and whimpering Reaching with grasping senseless fingers squeezing through the breathing walls My wretched audience undulates flapping docile empty mouth Bereft of language other than gibberish eyes devoid of any emotion The great unwashed spasm and flail pallid and quivering Pinkish grey and listless the concrete is pocked and broken Monstrous tracts of glistening flesh pulsing and writhing In peristaltic undulation as through the placental tissue Of some larval aborted god Crawling downwards Stagger onwards Always downwards I’m worming downwards Watched by those pathetic eyes Writhing convulsing flesh The omnipresent stench of faeces and fear Into the womb of the spiral Led by the sigils and portents |
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4. | Sigils and Portents | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Convulsing labyrinth of flesh conciseness contorted Attempting to communicate sigils and portents Signs and portals scribbling of the amalgamated Rantings of the consumed struggling to be heard Beyond the screaming nausea of a billion flies Burning eyes pale unseeing Observant of everything comprehending nothing But the totality of consumed being crying to be heard Beyond the retching pulse of complete and total violation Will I become like them You will not For you are something special Will I become like them Not unless you want to Because you are something special Nurtured and cherished in the womb of filth You will blossom and the world will weep I will shine the world will blind and see anew from cauterised wounds I don’t know where the words are coming from crawling ever onwards Into the spiral We are the spiral Can you feel its pulsing confluence can you taste the essence of loss Can you breath its fumes of rendered lives can you swallow it and become the greater self Crawling in the darkness senses dying blessing made of melted flesh Scratching rotten concrete fingers bleeding identity is washed away Pleading empty echoes pain unanswered becoming one with spiral mass Begging to be answered to be ended grasping for a broken meaning |
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5. | The Flesh Spiral | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
Unwound Unbound Crawl down The throat Of the unbidden Unspiralling self Where perpetual Darkness warm and wet Awaits in the gloom Festering with potential Pick me apart and wash away the purity Sift out all the specks of waste And cobble them together With vinegar and brown paper Into a loathsome bulging form Flesh piled upon flesh Twisted and contorted Screaming at its Grotesque facsimile Of life This is your reward Enjoy it with a sickening smile |
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6. | The Dark Red Other | 03:35 | instrumental |
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7. | The Changer | 09:26 | Show lyrics |
Cloying membranous tissue mucosa coating amniotic drench Adjustment to temporary peace before the new torment begins The darkened womb is warm and soft air heavy with the reek of fear Anticipation fills the respite A womb-like peace after the slog through pain I feel the changer before me I feel the changer within me I will break you I will peel away Useless shreds of self and remould your mind I will shape you I will hone your pain Into a living blade to sculpt the world anew I feel its presence seeping into my bones Conundrum given shape that I might grasp its meaning In the shadows of recessed dark Knotted in the spiral matter The changer waits and weighs the supplicants Those it finds unworthy it amalgamates Absorbed in mind and flesh into the spiral The mindless seething mass of howling flailing limbs The eternal writhing torment the agonised coalescence I am judged of superior ilk It turns its baleful influence upon me My mind and flesh begin to warp unravel |
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8. | Disintegration | 09:57 | Show lyrics |
Coiling and uncoiling I am transfigured perception and sanity are washed away Limitation of the flesh no longer restrict I flow from form to form shaped by my desires Explosively expanding consciousness filling all lacuna with tendrils of knowledge Shapelessly exploring new found intelligence flailing through arbitrary forms I test myself My form now follows my function as progenitor of a new world I am both seed and womb I will follow the ichneumon method Planting my children in the worlds yielding flesh Engorging on uncorrupted meat we shall multiply We will nestle in the worlds warm breast Spreading beneath the surface burrowing deep We will slough off the dry dead surface reality I am the suckling spore I am the seedling I am the breeding germ I am the foetus I see the layers peeled away The beauty of the terrors I enjoyed disintegration of the minds cataracts Revealing the glory of the greater truth behind all Sight sucked clean of light all delusions are torn away I already was what I have become I was my own torment and pain Render the veil made of flesh the illumination leaves no crack untouched Here in the womb of red understanding I comprehend the spiral and weep It was with me all along coiled inside my muted mind twisted and writhing to be free To unleash the horrid potential stored within I broke myself I was my own tormentor I was the illness I am the cure I was Pylon in the dark shadow I was the letter and the library I was the hanging man and the light in the pit I was the blow to the head I placed myself upon the spider I tended my own wounds and locked myself inside the tenements I told myself this was not the end, but the beginning Now I gift myself back into the world I stand in the doorway beckoning them in Soon the world will weep with joy When the world has been prepared for rebirth |
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9. | Ordained | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
I bask in the presence of myself Intermingled with the flesh I came to know All deceptions have been slowly washed away The darkness was always myself reflecting back at me I was always both the carrier and the spore The alluring scent that brings the insect to the corpse Coated with its pollen I will bring great change I will crawl into its flesh and fertilise the world I was my own fear my own diseased landscape I feel the wounds and pain of the filth I created Screaming my own name through the fractures in the world I was the cipher the letter and I broke myself |
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10. | Awakenings | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
"It began...and ends with Pylon. Pylon stands in the doorway, beckoning me in". |
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01:00:26 |
Tenements (of the Anointed Flesh)
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Electronics |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Electronics, Bass |
Dan "Storm" Mullins | Electronics |
Saulius Bielskis | Electronics |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Brooke Johnson | Artwork, Engineering, Mastering, Mixing, Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Sleeper | 01:14 | Show lyrics |
"Am I dead?" "Of course not Mr.Urfe...this is only the beginning.." |
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2. | Unveiled | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Pain unveiled Revealed suffering I am awake to torment beyond sensation Unless I dream in agony This nightmare is reality Writhing undulation Dull disorientation Senses assaulted beyond perception Entangled in remnants of cracked security Tearing at gossamer threads of sleep Unable to return to the womb of unconsciousness Sloughing off skin and shedding out sentience Retreating away from the crushing sensations Burrowing into the soft flesh of despair Revulsion envelops swirling senses Seeping and creeping into every crevice Held close and raped by the crawling insanity Sliding back down the throat of convulsion Claustrophobia waves of nausea curiosity wars with terror Fitful flickering of illumination by a single encrusted bulb Heightens horror at the speed of pain consuming rationality What lurks in the dark tilted at angles leering from the outside Feet slick and slimy in detritus faeces and cast of meat Bones licked clean of meat stark in the putrid mass Slopping through the mesh floor ruin falling to infinity Grime crusted and caked by filth terrified eyes peering up The stench is intolerable and the cacophony unendurable A sound like humanity screeching in agonised unison Reality lies bending and breaking like some tortured beast Fluxing in contraction and expansion I hold myself and weep |
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3. | Unbound | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Wreckage and ruin broken yet breathing Crawling on blindly mentally bleeding Ragged and fractured scratching at meaning cling to futility To pale shreds of reason clattering onwards Ignoring the signs crumbling concrete Stained and weeping slither through spaces Clogged with detritus crack in the wet walls Bulging with pale flesh the chaos is infinite No end to the labyrinth I feel their imploring eyes Writing their pain into my parchment skin howling and whimpering Reaching with grasping senseless fingers squeezing through the breathing walls My wretched audience undulates flapping docile empty mouth Bereft of language other than gibberish eyes devoid of any emotion The great unwashed spasm and flail pallid and quivering Pinkish grey and listless the concrete is pocked and broken Monstrous tracts of glistening flesh pulsing and writhing In peristaltic undulation as through the placental tissue Of some larval aborted god Crawling downwards Stagger onwards Always downwards I’m worming downwards Watched by those pathetic eyes Writhing convulsing flesh The omnipresent stench of faeces and fear Into the womb of the spiral Led by the sigils and portents |
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4. | Sigils and Portents | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Convulsing labyrinth of flesh conciseness contorted Attempting to communicate sigils and portents Signs and portals scribbling of the amalgamated Rantings of the consumed struggling to be heard Beyond the screaming nausea of a billion flies Burning eyes pale unseeing Observant of everything comprehending nothing But the totality of consumed being crying to be heard Beyond the retching pulse of complete and total violation Will I become like them You will not For you are something special Will I become like them Not unless you want to Because you are something special Nurtured and cherished in the womb of filth You will blossom and the world will weep I will shine the world will blind and see anew from cauterised wounds I don’t know where the words are coming from crawling ever onwards Into the spiral We are the spiral Can you feel its pulsing confluence can you taste the essence of loss Can you breath its fumes of rendered lives can you swallow it and become the greater self Crawling in the darkness senses dying blessing made of melted flesh Scratching rotten concrete fingers bleeding identity is washed away Pleading empty echoes pain unanswered becoming one with spiral mass Begging to be answered to be ended grasping for a broken meaning |
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5. | The Flesh Spiral | 06:58 | Show lyrics |
Unwound Unbound Crawl down The throat Of the unbidden Unspiralling self Where perpetual Darkness warm and wet Awaits in the gloom Festering with potential Pick me apart and wash away the purity Sift out all the specks of waste And cobble them together With vinegar and brown paper Into a loathsome bulging form Flesh piled upon flesh Twisted and contorted Screaming at its Grotesque facsimile Of life This is your reward Enjoy it with a sickening smile |
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6. | The Dark Red Other | 03:35 | instrumental |
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7. | The Changer | 09:26 | Show lyrics |
Cloying membranous tissue mucosa coating amniotic drench Adjustment to temporary peace before the new torment begins The darkened womb is warm and soft air heavy with the reek of fear Anticipation fills the respite A womb-like peace after the slog through pain I feel the changer before me I feel the changer within me I will break you I will peel away Useless shreds of self and remould your mind I will shape you I will hone your pain Into a living blade to sculpt the world anew I feel its presence seeping into my bones Conundrum given shape that I might grasp its meaning In the shadows of recessed dark Knotted in the spiral matter The changer waits and weighs the supplicants Those it finds unworthy it amalgamates Absorbed in mind and flesh into the spiral The mindless seething mass of howling flailing limbs The eternal writhing torment the agonised coalescence I am judged of superior ilk It turns its baleful influence upon me My mind and flesh begin to warp unravel |
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8. | Disintegration | 09:57 | Show lyrics |
Coiling and uncoiling I am transfigured perception and sanity are washed away Limitation of the flesh no longer restrict I flow from form to form shaped by my desires Explosively expanding consciousness filling all lacuna with tendrils of knowledge Shapelessly exploring new found intelligence flailing through arbitrary forms I test myself My form now follows my function as progenitor of a new world I am both seed and womb I will follow the ichneumon method Planting my children in the worlds yielding flesh Engorging on uncorrupted meat we shall multiply We will nestle in the worlds warm breast Spreading beneath the surface burrowing deep We will slough off the dry dead surface reality I am the suckling spore I am the seedling I am the breeding germ I am the foetus I see the layers peeled away The beauty of the terrors I enjoyed disintegration of the minds cataracts Revealing the glory of the greater truth behind all Sight sucked clean of light all delusions are torn away I already was what I have become I was my own torment and pain Render the veil made of flesh the illumination leaves no crack untouched Here in the womb of red understanding I comprehend the spiral and weep It was with me all along coiled inside my muted mind twisted and writhing to be free To unleash the horrid potential stored within I broke myself I was my own tormentor I was the illness I am the cure I was Pylon in the dark shadow I was the letter and the library I was the hanging man and the light in the pit I was the blow to the head I placed myself upon the spider I tended my own wounds and locked myself inside the tenements I told myself this was not the end, but the beginning Now I gift myself back into the world I stand in the doorway beckoning them in Soon the world will weep with joy When the world has been prepared for rebirth |
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9. | Ordained | 07:55 | Show lyrics |
I bask in the presence of myself Intermingled with the flesh I came to know All deceptions have been slowly washed away The darkness was always myself reflecting back at me I was always both the carrier and the spore The alluring scent that brings the insect to the corpse Coated with its pollen I will bring great change I will crawl into its flesh and fertilise the world I was my own fear my own diseased landscape I feel the wounds and pain of the filth I created Screaming my own name through the fractures in the world I was the cipher the letter and I broke myself |
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10. | Awakenings | 02:38 | Show lyrics |
"It began...and ends with Pylon. Pylon stands in the doorway, beckoning me in". |
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01:00:26 |
Corridors
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An Axis of Perdition | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Blenkarn | Producer, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | An Axis of Perdition - To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 07:17 | Show lyrics |
Intro Speech: Cygnus X-1 was discovered as an X-ray source 30 years ago this binary system, distant of 2.5 kpc, consists of the O9.7 Iab type supergiant HDE 22 and a compact object orbiting around with a period of 5.6 days. The mass of the unseen companion, significantly larger then 5 solar masses, suggests that it is a black hole. Focused wind accretion from a primary star being extremely close to filling the Roche lobe drives the powerful source of the X-ray radiation. Cygnus X-1 is one of the brightest X-ray sources in the sky. Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell A mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy. |
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2. | An Axis of Perdition - Chained in the Damnation Asylum | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
See the beast in the forest of interchanging mirrors Feel the stinging breath of the hounds upon your neck Pouring ravenous from sky-cathedrals riddled with chthonic pulse Beyond the breaking point of human conceptions (Through the) dark embrasure... Crouch paralysed in the circle of salt and await the end Torch-beams glitter on the rust-caked torture implements The vile, barbed accoutrements of the chambers of agony Blind, slithering chains scatter the circle heaped around you The bloodstained hooks glide eagerly towards your flesh While you spit your soul into the filth Pull down the stars and brand them into the shrivelled eyes of god Grind the temples into gravel and tear his face with the shards Sunder the cross into thirteen stakes and pierce his emaciated flesh This is the promise of those who make us as insects Let Satan cling feebly to god, they shall be destroyed together All engulfing pain seeping through the vulnerable angles The hounds slip on the breath of night and vault the shadows While horrors whose face-tentacles twitch in eagerness Consume the crumbling idols of your gods... Human gods... All-too-human gods! Tindalosi be our salvation... |
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3. | An Axis of Perdition - Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born |
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4. | Pulsefear - A Figure in the Mist | 05:27 | Show lyrics |
Cheryl, Is that Cheryl? Where are you going? Hey, Wait! Stop! What’s going on here? | |||
5. | Pulsefear - Lighthouse | 11:50 | |
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6. | Pulsefear - Embrasure of the Dark Aspect | 02:08 | |
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38:35 |
Corridors
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Brooke Johnson | Vocals, Bass |
Michael Blenkarn | Guitars, Programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Michael Blenkarn | Producer, Mixing |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cygnus X-1 / To Walk the Corridors of Hell | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Intro Speech: Cygnus X-1 was discovered as an X-ray source 30 years ago this binary system, distant of 2.5 kpc, consists of the O9.7 Iab type supergiant HDE 22 and a compact object orbiting around with a period of 5.6 days. The mass of the unseen companion, significantly larger then 5 solar masses, suggests that it is a black hole. Focused wind accretion from a primary star being extremely close to filling the Roche lobe drives the powerful source of the X-ray radiation. Cygnus X-1 is one of the brightest X-ray sources in the sky. Fall... Seasons of crippling pain as I walk the corridors of hell A disturbing contortion of the mind revered Unending hypocrisy when faith removes your eyes Fall... Stretch your fingertips and feel the barbed shell of your prison Huddle freezing on the immaculate steps to my temple Which lead in (intertwining) spirals to your nightmares Burn the havens that justify the light And watch the smoke invite the shadows in Shadows so deep they are infinite chasms The foetid jaws of hell A mummified god clinging like a parasite To an earth that pathetically complies Shall be swallowed by that gaping maw All that lives shall die Fall and fall again into the horrific maze of your undoing To me it is a reflection of my supremacy. |
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2. | Chained in the Damnation Asylum | 05:51 | Show lyrics |
See the beast in the forest of interchanging mirrors Feel the stinging breath of the hounds upon your neck Pouring ravenous from sky-cathedrals riddled with chthonic pulse Beyond the breaking point of human conceptions (Through the) dark embrasure... Crouch paralysed in the circle of salt and await the end Torch-beams glitter on the rust-caked torture implements The vile, barbed accoutrements of the chambers of agony Blind, slithering chains scatter the circle heaped around you The bloodstained hooks glide eagerly towards your flesh While you spit your soul into the filth Pull down the stars and brand them into the shrivelled eyes of god Grind the temples into gravel and tear his face with the shards Sunder the cross into thirteen stakes and pierce his emaciated flesh This is the promise of those who make us as insects Let Satan cling feebly to god, they shall be destroyed together All engulfing pain seeping through the vulnerable angles The hounds slip on the breath of night and vault the shadows While horrors whose face-tentacles twitch in eagerness Consume the crumbling idols of your gods... Human gods... All-too-human gods! Tindalosi be our salvation... |
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3. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain | 06:08 | Show lyrics |
Inconceivable claws wrenching at the gates of time Torrential incandescence of the atomic wellspring Churning in its infinity amongst mindless dancers Lurching to the twitching cadence of discordant flutes This is chaotic abhorrence, mercurially envisioned horror The incoherent howling in the untamed void Of a malformed child stretching its emaciated limbs Amidst the unbearable pounding and the stench of vile smoke ...Skin-graft ugliness... ...Implacable gaze... ...Towering disdain... ...Insectile grimace... ...Talons stretched... ...Muscles taught... ...Burning scars... ...Waiting to be born... Cruel, haggard eyes locked in incurable amusement Contorted grin on the face of inhumanity Stirring the convulsions of its puppets Stapled down and force fed misanthropy Cavorting primitive playthings Bastardised on the ruins of a wasted heaven Eagerly devouring our own minds Mouth and eyes sewn up but still we shriek and stare In the alleys that weave between (gulf-spanning) sky-thorns Graffiti hung derelict towers (pinning down the earth) Litter scuttles blindly away like fear-crazed insects Crumbling city walls echo their terror (back at them) In the filth stained underpass we wait Dangling limply on chains, hung from another reality Empty minds waiting to create pain Waiting to be born |
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4. | To Walk the Corridors of Hell (Live) | 06:42 | |
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5. | Chained in the Damnation Asylum (Live) | 06:00 | |
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6. | Born Under the Knife, Live in Pain (Live) | 06:36 | |
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38:36 |
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