Bret
Wow this kicked my ass. Love the blackened grind/violence here.
Favorite track: Incessant Arc.
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Feigling
01:13
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Forebearance and Stench
02:54
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Fused innominates to harbinger of social disease
Waning reveal outspread moral decree
Regressing to clerical-celibacy, notion wither
Kneeling before twat, beckoning idol rearmost cheer
Forbearance
Stench electrifies from ribbed grotto
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Feign Yonder Flock
02:18
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Made to silence all, failed upon most, dressed in white mail, compacted in home
Way to silence none, frail and verbose, dressed in white mail, compacted in home
Made to silence all, frail and verbose, dressed in white mail, compacted in home
All along, silence came undone, humdrum white male // metastatic dome
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Circumspect Unto Meat
04:39
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Realign endless stagnation
For what needs scourging
Gonyosoma, repel and abscond
Circumspect unto meat
In a vain mirror, see ones self
In a vain mirror, solace with a facsimile
In a vain mirror, ensuing scorn
In a vain mirror
See ones clutter, sustain
See ones self, vain mirror
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Temple Prostitutes
02:18
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Temple Prostitutes, ethereal vigour
Temple Prostitute, heat and ubiety
Temple Prostitutes, contaminated
Temple Prostitute, vindicator ----
Trepidatious deep conceited godhead
Thwart above newline strain
Apex alas anointed
Feign yonder flock, command and conquer
Congenital Hopes and course, bitch pit torn asunder
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To Afflatus
02:51
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Fickle of inferno, bastardized formulation
Emerald ring parting black, sightless void, fateful longing
As diminished, inertia tramples, slick grasp, mere conception, prone and failing
An aeon and effigy
Cease and Fragmentary
Will one bear ones dead weight (starve/replace)
Quandary of fruitful spate (embrace/subjugate, starve/replace)
Will one Bear ones dead weight (starve/replace)
Quandary of fruitless spate (Subjugate, replace, starve, embrace)
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Incessant Arc
10:46
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Body of work, undone it will be
In stasis, endless view of demolition
Body of mirth, undone it will be
Life of petty worth, paths grow finite leading to redemption
Weaving a future
Just to swallow it
For relief, carving of skin; a beacon, trifling with no shame
Writhe in hysterics, bask in peril, now or ever, the incessant arc begins again.
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