THE OPHIDIAN TREK- 2014
1. SWARMER
[Instrumental]
2. SWARM
Insectine man, carnivore. The shape of us, the conduct of flies
All-consuming swarm in inconspicuous disguise
Bloodseeking, parasitic. Ecstatically tracing decay
Thriving in the glow that death emits, the warm perfume it radiates
Revolting conformity. Hive mind unity
Excitedly their mandibles grind, aroused by vile ambition
At the sickly sweet promise of decomposition
Deliriously ingesting. Liquefied ruin absorbed
Innocence devoured by the elated horde
They are us, let’s not even pretend
Aroused and frenzied they scurry, encircling death
A vile swarm awaiting the final breath
Myriad eyes visualizing the end
Blackened skies. Rabid heavens descend
On the bereft, unforgivingly
Precious life debased. Our dipteran legacy embraced
Crack the shell. Ascend the sky
Rise, extend your palpitating wings
Crack the shell. Ascend the sky
Fly you disgraceful wretched things
3. COMBUSTION
No more ifs, no bias, no ambiguity
No wondering wether this is it
Clarity so brightly shining
The image so painfully absolute
No edges blurred on this awareness
No unknown weight to tip the knowledge scales
Eyes dilated to grasp it all
As every illusion of what we are fails
An unquestionable picture – determined, complete
It’s chrystalline lines untouched by doubt
So vivid, so deprived of hesitation
Shining in its evil splendor
The burning hatred of man
A million degrees on display
Human voracity delineated
The demons in us all by fumes portrayed
Stare, see, take in, grasp
Comprehend, assimilate, behold your reflection
It’s framing – Gold plated lies
The canvas – Hurting souls caught and weaved
The artist – The human dream
incinerated, devoured, deceived
4. RATIONAL GAZE
Squint your eyes to see clearly. Blur reality to make it real
Let focus go from your deceiving eyes
To know what’s been concealed
We’ve all been blinded – Subjects to visual misinformation
A systematic denial of the crystalline
Our light-induced image of truth
Filtered blank of its substance
As our eyes won’t adhere to intuitive lines
Everything examined. Separated, one thing at a time
The harder we stare the more complete the disintegration
To see the fine grain, to read the hidden words
The context of parallel truth – Devoid of fragmentation
Eyes re-opened, susceptible
Reasoning focalized. Receptors activated
Perspectives distorted
The ladder beyond our grasp
The twin-headed serpent forever hidden
Where’s the true knowledge
Where engines of the sane and insanity merge
the clarity, the unity
Reality untouchable, transparent, invisible
to our fixed, restricted fields of vision
Existence taken for granted, absolute
Uncomprehended by our content minds
Possessed, owned, run, controlled
by the common sense-infected rational gaze
Onward forever we walk among the ignorant
Never stray from the common lines
5. OBZEN
A state of perfection. Immersed in filth
Equilibrium obtained
Pure in devotion to all things unwell
This sweet Zen of our ill conition sustained
A new belief-system
Salvation found in vomit and blood
Where depravation, lies
corruption, war and pain is God
Balance
Harmony found in the sickly, the vile
Unflinching eyes, joyous and gleeming
Intense in their need to watch things die
A new belief-system
Salvation found in vomit and blood
Where depravation, lies
Corruption, war and pain is God
Decay. Disgrace. Disgust – Our state of Zen
The grime of contempt and degeneration
Sticky, foul and pungent
The sediment of our creation
We flourish in this bloodred soil
6. LETHARGICA
The void clenches its determined jaws
A lethargic, careless motion to kill
Monstrous, prodigous, indifferent
Slow and deliberate its torturous skills
Its molars grind and shatter
Onerous, leaden bringers of hurt
Unhurried in its deadly intent
The undoer of all – Dense and inert
Its design perfected through aeons
Pure, immaculate, clean
Omnicidal God/Machine
Calm, precise ambition
Untroubled by the roar of unending screams
The droning blare of absolute doom
The downpitched moan of collapsing dreams
Composed, cold, unconditional
Uncompromising til all is death
Extinction, ruin – Its malicious cause
Til the last exhalation of human breath
7. DO NOT LOOK DOWN
Strive, strive, surmount the obstacles
Become the essence of your goals
Hereditary dream
Pray that you may attain that destiny
Fall into the coveted line
Where life is but a theme
Of pretense in lustrous guise
Claims and values
Charts of means and status
Plaques to show your strife
Do your neighbour clones approve
Picture perfect illustration
Imitation of life
Where the path is evened out
All obstructions removed
Great viable citizen
Are you happy now?
Then praise your God and bow
Shimmering surface
The gleam of blinding lies
Become the product
The thing you so desire
To what length would you go to reach your goals?
What mantra will you use to justify your means?
Who will you betray to secure your dream?
What sins will you commit to avoid your sins to be seen?
Do not look down
Do not look down
Or the abysmal beast of non-conformity
Might stare some unpleasant truth
Into your desensitized mind
Shimmering surface
The gleam of blinding lies
Become the product
The thing you so desire
8. THE HURT THAT FINDS YOU FIRST
End this debate. No need to dream of solace
I’ll be your truth in this game that is life
Your will withering away
Among the comatose but insight’s not your fate
Minds align to fire the sequence
You will feel the knife as it turns
Taste visions of ruin and thirst
Make for save haven but I will find you first
Capitulate, you know this fight is over
Spiritual flesh, my stomach starts to churn
A perfected mindjack. Confirmed illusion
Euphoric state. You gag, you choke
Words, virus. They echo in your ears
True bliss through bondage and oh here come the tears
I find my joy in fear
A soul cadaver I’m the hurt that finds you first
Capitulate
Hide, you’ll be mine either way
Grind my teachings on the soulless
In a sense
Devastation’s structure bleeding through my sermon
The repose of true angels paves my way to power
Parasite a state of which you’ll be proud
Under my soothing shroud
Innocence?
This systems roaring howl
Deafens all reason
Questions reduced to silence
9. I AM COLOSSUS
I’m the great Leviathan, insatiable colossus
Titanic engulfer of lives, I reward you, absorb you
I’m the monstrous mouth that hungers for your awe
Immense construction of lies. I own you, disown you
I am life. I’m death. You empower me
I’m a mammoth king evoked, conjured by your dreams
Summoned by your fears. You need me, you feed me
I’m the imposing giant. Infallible dictator
My rules apply to all. You’ll heed me, bleed for me
I am life. I’m death. I decide your fate
You empower me. You’d even kill for me
Guzzling down your dreams
The tears of unheard pleas I drink
Imbibe with such delight
The fear that floods your temporal shell
Raging red rivers and streams – the kingdom of my shadow
Where dread of man in endless night revives my every cell
To those who doubt – your wounds will never heal
To those who question my creation – I’m not real
I am pain. I am grief. I’m the things you fear
I’m the lie whispered into your ear
I’m the great Leviathan. I’m dominance and greed
You imagined me, so I was conceived
I am life. I’m death. You belong to me
Call me what I am. I am colossus
10. BLEED
Beams of fire sweep through my head
Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged
Sensory receptors succumb
I am no one now – Only agony
My crimson liquid so frantically spilled
The ruby fluid of life unleashed
Ripples ascend to the surface of my eyes
Their red pens drawing at random, at will
A myriad pains begotten in their wake
The bastard spawn of a mutinous self
The regurgitation of my micro nemesis
Salivating red at the prospect of my ruin, my doom
Malfunction the means for its ascent
Bloodletting the stringent voice to beckon my soul
So futile any resisting tension
As death-induced mechanics propel its growth
The implement, the device of my extinction
The terminating clockwork of my gleeful bane
The definitive scourge of its mockery
The end-art instruments lethality attained
Heed – it commands. Heed my will
Bleed – it says. Bleed you will
Falling into the clarity of undoing
Scornful gods haggle for my soul
Minds eye flickers and vellicates as I let go
Taunting whispers accompany my deletion
A sneering grin, the voice of my reaper
Chanting softly the song of depletion
11. DEMIURGE
Writhing and embraced,
Retribution. Soul eclipse turns solid
Energized. Sucking vomit acting like it’s honey
Deprived of I
Falling while thrusting squares through circles
Serving one single new dimension
Terror rising. Agnostics nemesis. A prophet of extinction
I scorch the skies before your very eyes
My deliverance – enslavement labelled: love
Just trust this nemesis to sign and seal extinction
12. NEW MILLENNIUM CYANIDE CHRIST
I’m a carnal, organic anagram
Human flesh instead of written letters
I rearrange my pathetic tissue. I incise
I replace. I’m reformed
I eradicate the fake pre-present me
Elevate me to a higher human form
The characters I am, made into a word complete
Then I’ll be the new norm
Self inflicted fractures. I replace my bones with bars
Aluminum bleeding oxide
The drug of gods into my pounding veins
My receiving eyes exchanged with fuses
Blindness induced to prevent destruction
Ceramic blades implanted past my ribs
To save me from the dues of inhalation
I tear my worldly useless skin
Staples to pin it over my ears
Non-receptive of ungodly sounds
I disable the audio-generators of fear
Hexagonol bolts to fill my mouth
Sharpened to deplete the creator of all violence
Without speech their will be no deceit
Baptized in vitriolic acid. A final touch
A smoothing of features
Completion of the greatest art
To cast the godly creatures
Humans, once astray. Made divine
Stripped of congenital flaws
We’re incandescent revelations in a world of darkened forms
Disciples, come join with me to save a failed humanity
Follow the god of cyanide into the new eternity
Behold; A sacrificial rase a cleansing worshipping of pain
The new millennium christ here to redeem all from lies
13. DANCERS TO A DISCORDANT SYSTEM
Listen to the hidden tune
The essence of lies in notes defined
As we dance to the dissonant sway
The choreography refined
Will subdued and shackled
Reason washed aside
Pledging our love to the chains
Our ignorance ever-amplified
Blooded hands lead the waltz
We’re trapped in the out of tune swirl
Still we set the show on continue mode
And dance to a discordant system
We accept the nails we’re fed
Lies sharpened to bleed us silent
Muted from the pains
Defiance employed in vain
Any attempts to leave the dance,
invisibly suppressed
Questions unasked, we learn the steps
Eyes shut like all the rest
Unsuspecting, willing, blind, controllable herd
Pawns in a covert game conducted by hands we trust
Dominated, compliant and deceptable
Confident that we matter – We don’t see that we’re but dust
Committed to a lie we cannot see
Cannot know nor comprehend
We’re all asinine drones kept in the dark, kept in line
Confident, bereft of reason.
Withering in toxicity
The deadly fumes of deceit
And we all reek of complicity
Humbled, brought to our knees
By the weight of our own guilt
Our nescient ways the catalyst
To injustice and inhumanity
We dance – To appease
Compete in stupidity
Obscured faces file our points
Numbers fed to the machine
Still we stand in line for the next show
The human spine liquefied
What are we, but stupefied
dancers to a discordant system
We believe – So we’re mislead
We assume – So we’re played
We confide – So we’re deceived
We trust – So we’re betrayed
14. MIND’S MIRRORS / IN DEATH – IS LIFE / IN DEATH – IS DEATH
The feeding frenzy of my starving soul
Gnawing voraciously at the bones
The exo-skeletal patchwork
Protecting my own reflection within
The twin-and-same engaged
In the mirrored act of chewing away
At the shell of my attacking self
The paradox unseen
Treacherous this deceit to make no choice matter
To have and yet lose yourself
Until finally all reasons why are forgotten
To live through ones own shadow
Mute and blinded, is to really see
Eclipse the golden mirror and the reflection is set free
So imminently visible – this cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structured chaos
Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds of solitude
I’m the soil beneath me soaking up
The sustenance of my own death
Extradited to the gods of chance
The deities of all things random
Alive, multicolored
Twitching in their dead monochrome world
Iridescent to the searhing eyes
I’m all things vivid in a world of grey
So easily spotted
So easily claimed in this domain where all is prey
My thoughts a radiant beacon
To the omnidirectional hunter-god radar
I’m a markerlight of flesh to these subconscious carnivores
I am them. I am teeth. I’m their arousal at the kill
Feasting on self. A schizoreality warp
The contradiction fulfilled
Focus the only means to see me back to life’s unending swirl
A reversal of passing away, as the world of dead
Aas away is now my origin
15. THE LAST VIGIL
[Instrumental]
