Hymn To Aton - Kill The Messenger

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Shapeshifter

The Contortionist - Invalidation Waves [2008]

Dark Skies Have Fallen - Pictures In The Attic

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Painting The Town Red Through The Back of My Head

My Bitter End - Dirt Helmet

letters from the dead - cold as your heart

where i left her head - bleeding utopia

forever it is written - free falling

Song is about a little wienie dog named Frank. Theres actually nothing wrong with him I just wanted to write a song

Frank The Wienie Dog

A bleak journey through fractured identity, parasitic control, and the collapse of self.

Exorcism Protocol (Feat. Marcus Emre Bergman, Rolf Lennart Bromé)

rtist of suffering and heavenly eyes,  
Me, I was always this way,  
Drops of blood on every word I say...

Verse 1 
Ripped out, the chaos unfolds,  
Outside of space and time, of beliefs or dreams.  
Hanging on to life, intense like a fever of death you can't break,  
Living through death to experience life.  
Does anybody know me? No.  
Antisocial with chameleon skills, yes.  
Does anybody know me now? No.  
In the world of macabre,  
Melancholia as seductive saliva drench,  
Automatically written autobiography,  
Yeah, I'm just so sincere.

*(Chorus - Driving rhythm, layered synths and reverb-heavy vocals)*  
Hate me, rumors like crazy, needs a doctor.  
Love me, you should fuck me.  
Watch me, but no one speaks to me.  
Behind me, I see them observing.  
But I'm living in the inner world,  
Working beneath my skin,  
While living in the reality of robotic bodies so cruel to the broken souls.  
But I don't feel the thoughts they breed,  
I'm the enemy of the mass conformed.

Verse 2 
Breaking out of my skin,  
I slither like the flow of my blood,  
Soaked in opioids, disconnected to keep control.  
When I move like a ghost in environments,  
I can take with all my senses peeking like the intensity of  
Touching the burning embers of a ritual fire left for the goddess to breed.  
The artist of a thousand blades,  
Self-sacrifice, it's my pleasure to lay with you at night.

Chorus 
Hate me, rumors like crazy, needs a doctor.  
Love me, you should fuck me.  
I'll show you the love of an out-of-body love story.  
Watch me, but no one speaks to me.  
I never show my face,  
Behind me, I see them.  
I wear the masks of a borderline,  
Observing, recoiled.  
But I'm living in the inner world,  
Working beneath my skin,  
The chatter clicking of demonic teeth,  
While living in the reality of robotic bodies so cruel to the broken souls.  
But I don't feel the thoughts they breed,  
I'm the enemy of the mass conformed.

*(Bridge - Slow build with atmospheric keys and tribal drums)*  
Breaking the illusions the powerful use to control,  
I shoot them in the back  
To cause my own revolution...

Outro 
Hate me... love me... watch me...  
But no one speaks to me...  
I'm the enemy... of the mass conformed...  
(Artist of suffering... fades out)




Artist of Suffering

The Fayettiville Massacre

with a heartful of napalm

i repost stuff that should be on here

The Contortionist - Invalidation Waves [2008]

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