Abated Mass Of Flesh - Abhorrent Postmortal Vicissity (EP) (2015)

Infecting the beauty
Distorting the image
A hollow vessel remains
My hands harvest destruction
While the heart longs for release
Memories resurrect
Exposing my filth
Cannot escape
How much of me holds value
Does the heart birth any flame
Feeling like a curse
Rooted within
As my humanity fades away
Grant me release
To conceal this infection
The infliction upon myself
To bring forth the change
My heart desires
Showing what I am worth
Will you give me the knife
To cut this part away
Soulless I have become
Entertaining demons of my own
The pinnacle of my faith
Residing in my maker's hands
Can I trust You unto completion
To finish the work within me
My hands harvest destruction
While the heart longs for release
Memories resurrect
Exposing my filth
Cannot escape
How much of me holds value
Does the heart birth any flame
Feeling like a curse
Rooted within
As my humanity fades away
Grant me release
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Staring at these ceiling tiles
“Oh God make it stop”
This syringe a foreign affliction
Machines of detection
Repeating observations
Mind prison, life ridden
Where is my comfort found?
Grave bound in pale worship
An end stapled in sight
But time revealed, through trials healed
The glory of Your saving light
Misery calling false fate
Awakened in deception
Watching it all fall apart
Fixed on this condition
I’m giving up, I gave it up
Where is my comfort found?
Grave bound in pale worship
An end stapled in sight
But time revealed, through trials healed
The glory of your saving light
There's no escape from myself
Within this hell I have made
Assumptions and conclusions
Led to atrocious awakenings
Misery calling false fate
Awakened in deception
Watching it all fall apart
Fixed on this condition
I’m giving up, I gave it up
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Blessings in ruin
All I do is count
Only to find myself in shards of disgust
The sorrow cannot cut any deeper
The wounds could not heal any slower
Self inflicted or cursed from above
Questions cannot answer themselves
The meaning in patience
Am I willing to seek
These perceptions
Twisted into a false reality
To be attached is to be
Anxiously torn apart
A part of me is forgotten
As my trust quickly erodes
Into the comfort
Of silence once more
Feeble words fall from my lips
Reflections of my Savior
Covered in the dust
Of my tribulation
How far must I reach
To be in Your arms again
A pain unending, manifested inside
Serenity, this cold darkness
Time wastes away
Burying another part of me
Infectiously buried beneath
In shallow darkness, I hear Your voice
Beyond the dirt, "No son forgotten"
How I wait for seas to calm, stability
Can I wait for You to come, humility  Открыть страницу с текстом

Relentless, the fury wages on
Content to bring forth your demise
I will watch you suffer
Beneath the weight of my heel
Before my throne, the weak shall kneel
Timid you are, lost in all the pity
So helpless, Pinned down
You will not escape my force
Where shall you run
Mentally deranged
All shelter lost
Only misery
Falling further down
The truth cannot be seen
Dissecting everything you are
I will expose the beast beneath
Wasted tears, a hollow soul
Your hate will be my triumph
Your loss will be my victory
Stripped from your hands
Can't you see, my presence unending
Inseparable from birth
Your disease, your rage
Forbidden by my grasp
The truth you shall not see
Feeble faith and numbered days
Determined, your death in vain
Contamination of yourself
Embedded deep inside
I am your reflection
The wretched voice within
The opposition of yourself
Falling further down
You will never see
The day our faces meet  Открыть страницу с текстом

Awaken to this dismay
This is your serenity now
An ill-chosen fate
You've peeled your face away
Wishing to remember
What it looked like
No longer recognizing
Forever agonizing
Repetitive infectious disease
Such a cruel attachement
Pain is all you will know
Hammered down
You kill yourself again
It has taken your soul once more
Incisions, scars and scabs
Nostalgic recollections
Of a life once dead
How impartial
Adoring relics of the damned
Addictive pain
Feeding on infected flesh
Your personal tragedy
Relived each day
Made disposable
Forshadowing the same results
You've shattered the mirror
Bleeding you pieced it together
But it's not the same
Then again, it never is
Can you reach again
Will your perspective change
And see the New Dawn
Fountains of life
Drained from thy flesh
All can drink
Those who crave
Despair forsaken
Concieved once more Открыть страницу с текстом