Beyond Deviation - Sacraments For The Descent

I have nothing left
You mean nothing to me Открыть страницу с текстом

Forced to remain alive with the desperate feeling of imprisonment.
This obsession with disconnection can't be ceased.

Reaching for reality while being locked up in mental chaos.
Reaching for reality while being dragged down to nothingness.
Release the chaos.
Thoughts of death race through your fucking mind.

Your mind.
Searching the feelings that cannot be explained.
The bread of life being temporary.
BUT WHY?!
Go to sleep, then restart.
Suffering through the same day.
Why must we face the disconnection with our inner being,
in this state of depersonalization?

These open wounds can't be sealed with time.
This desire of chaos must be fulfilled.

Forced to remain alive with the desperate feeling of imprisonment. Открыть страницу с текстом

I am what's left of a man.
I hate myself everyday for what I do, what I did.
I don't believe myself worthy of any attention, any song.
What I need is a rope around my neck, and a delete button over my existence.

A couple years back life was simple and clean.
Love who you love.
Fuck who interfere, then you grow up and realize fuck everyone.

This aint a game it's a death sentence.
The second I see sunlight it means the end of the tunnel.
Believe me when I say it's the end.
Your body is a tomb.
Let your feelings and thoughts get through
The body even healthy is worth nothing
Except for a glorious place in the... GRAVE!

My life is the remains of a broken man's dreams.
Kick the chair fall down. Cracking sound. Done.

A couple years back my life was simple and fucking clean. Открыть страницу с текстом

I've been awakened to indulge myself power.
Relieve this tension, you are mine to devour.
Begging for you to come back so I can fulfill my desires.
How will you survive this hell?

Quit your squirming, you are mine to devour.
Tied up for this event.
Chop off your tongue, to begin this dismemberment.

You are mine to devour.

Waiting for this event to purge you from myself.
Losing you means nothing to me.
You'll be dead, once I untie you.
I seek pleasure in watching you run.

I will do what needs to be done.
Untie you so I can watch you run.
RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN! Открыть страницу с текстом

DISMEMBERED!
Confined in this dirty cellar
to ensure you're insecure and deprived.
Denied of any love as you are torn apart
from the rest, who won't have a chance to survive.

I'll rip your heart out straight from your fucking chest,
to start the killing of the worthless ones that I possess.
The first one begins and I am easily OBSESSED!
They're fucking dying, they're fucking dying in my arms.

As I'm covered in blood, I'm obliged to grab the next victim
for these sacraments; I must watch them rot before my eyes.

These orders render like a dream to me,
as I indulge myself in fucking misery.

No one to hold me back. I remain purely apathetic
for these sacraments; I must watch them rot before my eyes.

I've been waiting for so long.
I feel nothing, nothing but misery.
I've been waiting for far too long.
Still I feel nothing, nothing but misery. Открыть страницу с текстом

Traumatized by the delusion of life.
Begging to cope with the feeling of being lost in fear.
Your memories left to vanish upon death.
There is no way to escape.

Drowning into the isolation.
No one to hear you screaming for help.

Unable to process this circumstance, revealing the madness.

Descending into the depths of abhorrence.
Helplessly abandoned with an unsettled detachment.
Forced to permanently separate the soul from the mind.
There is no way to escape.

Lost. Left to die alone, and you are never coming back. Открыть страницу с текстом

Flooded with insanity, to be punished and dealt with demise.
The gruesome nature of death as all the blood is rushing through my eyes.
Through my reflection that is constantly forcing me to kill so I can feel alive.
I'm grasping your innocence as you're trying to pray towards the fucking sky.
You can try, but the mask you're behind has proven why you should die.
A deceiver like you just spreads filth with no fucking respect as you lie.
As you lie.

You'll pay for the things you've done.
The words that slip through your mouth are lies, don't pray for anyone.
Trying to drag yourself to the end of the day.
The desperation's fed through your mind, and it won't go away.
So you can keep on begging, but by the end I’ll just sit here waiting
For the end of the day
For the end of your life
You have nothing to say as you choke on this knife
That put an end to your breathing.
You twitch in blood as your soul is leaving, and as you’re choking to death
I just sit here and wait.
As I’m watching you die, I just sit here and wait.

Now I just sit here and wait.

Erased from your mutilated corpse.
Limbs sliced to dispose your diseased waste
Of a person so pathetic and left fucked.
You were never meant to walk this earth. Открыть страницу с текстом

You are the creation, molded into a catastrophe.
Deprived into an isolated existence.
You've done this to yourself.
You're falling apart.
When the clock stops ticking you'll become paralyzed,
frozen in time to question yourself.

Why must we fall apart? Forced into this misery.

Paralyzed with anxiety, to be consumed by the darkness.
Vision fading away, as time slowly kills us.

NO! FREE YOUR SOUL! FUCKING DIE!
When the clock stops ticking you'll be paralyzed,
frozen in time to question yourself.

Why must we fall apart? Forced into this misery.

You are the creation, molded into a catastrophe.
Deprived into an isolated existence.
Free your soul.
You've been set to erase yourself from this worthless existence.  Открыть страницу с текстом

This room can't be real.
My mind is in panic as the walls are closing in.
What got me in this state of mind?
I'm comforted by the anxiety.

Waiting here to be free from this room.
Trying to escape and be released of this fucking life.
Unable to comprehend the violent nature of the everlasting
psychotic thoughts, that our mindless race has fallen for
That consumes us all.

We're all blind, induced with lies in an empty existence,
With cruel images you'll beg to erase.
Can't you see that you're covered in filth?
Induced with lies in an empty existence.
What makes you think there's life after death?

You will see dismembered images of dead souls, abusing your mind.
Then realize that there is nothing beyond here.
Vanish into nothing.
There's nothing left beyond your lifeless corpse. Открыть страницу с текстом

Taken away by something so obscure and uncontrollable.
We call it a depressive conclusion.
A train of thought with an obsessive solution.
Over and over again, this innocent soul is left tormented
with no reason to live through a pathetic fucking life.

Fuck. These blank stares will reveal that I've been slipping away.
Descending deeper and deeper into emotionless anxiety.

As we change through time, I see the truth of the person I've become.
The isolation has altered me to comprehend the truth.

I see that this existence is an impossible illusion.
Nothingness after death. Just an eternal oblivion.
I see that this existence is an impossible illusion.
The isolation has altered me to comprehend that we'll all be gone forever.

Unconsciously descending into an unknown obscurity.
Impatiently waiting, for this life to fucking end.

I'll be gone forever.
Please erase my memory, and end all the agony and pain
This torment that I've placed upon myself, to drain
and consume my fucking life.
Desperately vanish into an empty eternal oblivion.
Show me there is nothing left beyond this fucking life.
There is nothing left for me.

In this moment, the reminiscence fades away, shattered into eternity.
The unconsciousness, has been converted from the emptiness.
Time has shown there is nothing left for me.

It will never end; the eternal oblivion.
There is nothing left for me. Открыть страницу с текстом

The images of my past mistakes
Reminding me of my filth.
Rotting from the inside.
Digested by sin my mind is going in reverse.

SILENCE
HEAR THE SOUND
INTERFERENCE
DISTORTION

The lack of sound revealing the true nature
Of a wretched man I am facing what I deserve...

Make the bitch squeal.
Show me who you are.
Make the bitch squeal.
Show me who the fuck you really are!
The feeling of my dick
Rotting through every orifice
grinding slicing her throat using her fluids for lubrication!
I don't regret my action and I will do it again! Открыть страницу с текстом