Before You Go

CW: Death (brief mention), Dementophobia, Gaslighting, Paranoia-inducing, Self-harm (brief mention), Surreal, Unreality

LYRICS:

Could it be I have a guest? Well come right in
Welcome to the foyer of The Distortion
Escher never build a place so non-euclidean
Abandon reason, rhyme, and any satisfact...tory endings at the door.

The calmest and most sensible have tread my trying halls
Still my mazes drove their frantic skulls against my walls
Join their giddy gibbering, their sharp hysteric calls,
How long will it be until your towering logic fa...lters and tumbles down
 
Yesterday will come next week
Fish will swim on Everest’s peak
Lies will carve your epitaph
What can’t be will watch and…giggle
Fibonacci shells with the ratio gone wild 
Spiraling forever, ever, never recon...figured into meaning
I am rich with fractal fiction
Fact is sculpted at my will
Reality is gleefully
So effortless to…shape

I create the loopholes in each one of nature’s laws
Millions of abstractions spring from every concrete clause
Constants are so boring, rationale give me the blahs
I prefer unhinged effects for which there is no…explanation
 
I’m the syncopation that’ll send your life off beat
I’m the doubts your malleable mind plays on repeat
Sanity’s a losing game and I know how to cheat
You’ll forget you ever knew a life without dec—

Could it be I have a guest? Well come right in
Welcome to the foyer of The Distortion
Escher never build a place so non-euclidean
Abandon reason, rhyme, and any satisfact...tory endings at the door
 
No, I’m sure I haven’t said that before
 
False is true and real is fake
Are you dreaming or awake?
Travel to incongruous lands
Snarl the truth with bony…fingers 
Reach the final number in a terminable pi
Tell good old Pythagoras, his theorem is a…miscalculation
I am rich with fractal fiction
Fact is sculpted at my will
Reality is gleefully
So effortless to…twist

~~~ For my process, and thoughts on the song go to my Youtube - they allow longer descriptions there ~~~

Music of the Fears

12. Knock-A-Door Fun - A Song for The Spiral

CW: Addiction (implied), Blood (brief mention), Death, Derogatory language, Hunting, Murder, Paranoia-inducing, Police brutality (implied), Stalking 

LYRICS:

There
In the clearing
Or the alley
Or a head in the crowd over 
There
Unprotected
Separated 
From the pack, as an ideal
Mark
How their pulse pounds
In their soft neck
Smell the fear in the air as they
Tense
Hold your focus
Keep your balance
Bare your teeth and your claws and then:

Strike
Let all civilized thought drop away
Submit to the instincts of yesterday
Hear the primal command of creation
And obey:
It’s fight or fly, kill or die
Prove you are not prey
Find another to slay

There
Was that pity?
Hesitation?
They turn tail and there’s new prey to
Track
Through the nightfall
Through the dawn break
Through the days, eager only to
Chase
The dissemblers
Guilty cowards
The contemptible scum beneath 
You
Are not like them
Will not falter
You’re a predator ready to

CHORUS

There
Sometimes sleeping
Sometimes crying
Sometimes famished as you are to
Feed
On the anguish
On the terror
On the savage unmatchable 
High
Of the bloodlust
Of the challenge
The implacable impulse to 
Act
The detective
Or protector
Or as vengeance incarnate and

CHORUS

There
In their fortress
Flaunting safety
So determined to keep their hands 
Clean
Every hideout
Every refuge
Leave them nothing and nowhere to
Run
Feel your lungs burn
And your feet bleed
But to stop would deny you the
Hunt
The smooth talkers
The mute monsters
Beat the dangerous game when you

CHORUS

And another (x4)
Another to slay

~~~ For my process, and thoughts on the song go to my Youtube - they allow longer descriptions there ~~~

10. The Primal Command of Creation - A Song for The Hunt

CW: Animal death (pigs, livestock), Blood, Body hatred, Body horror, Bone trauma/removal, Cannibalism, Death, Dysmorphia, Eating disorders/ED, Fatphobia, Flaying/Skinning, Graphic Gore, Hemophobia, Murder 

LYRICS:

First a stone, then a blade     
Then a rubber-tongued mouth where the livestock are laid 
First it grinds, then it chops     
And the stunned victims quake as the guillotine drops  
First a few, then they spread     
Soon there’s billions of beasts being butchered and bled 
         
Be they human, be they swine,     
They’ll be riven and reaped on the production line  
With so many creatures cleaved     
Their panic took form and The Flesh was conceived  
    
Just a slice, just a nick
Strip the corpulent wax from the ivory wick
Just a sprain, just a snap
Each body a warm-blooded gift to unwrap
Just a squelch, just a squish
Each shift manifesting the Boneturner’s wish
 
Be they human, be they swine
There is plenty of Viscera yet to combine
Untold donors to dissect
The art costs an arm and a leg to perfect
 
Take the folds, take the spots, 
Take the rife imperfections, the marks, tags, and blots
Take the scars, take the age,
Let the consciousness split from its carrion cage 
Take the fat, take the weight
Pierce the overstuffed lump so it’s bulk may deflate

Be they human be they swine,
There are always new blemishes yet to define
Let the function of the flawed
Be to glut the great maw of our ravenous god
 
Have a taste, have a bite
Savor marrow and muscle flavoured with fright
Have a snack, have a meal,
Seasoned well with a wail or a shriek or a squeal
Have a sip, Have a swig
Drink your full-bodied fill from a bleeding long pig
 
Be they human, be they swine
They provide our communion with sanguineous wine
And the terror they secrete
Is the nectar to match their ambrosial meat

First a stone,  just a slice  Have a taste
then a blade,  just a nick  Have a bite
First it grinds,  just a sprain  Have a snack
then it chops  just a snap  Have a meal
First a few,   just a squelch Have a swill
then they spread just a squish  Have a swig

Be we human, be we swine
There is always a carnivore hungry to dine
And the terror that we sew
Is the mulch that torments the garden to grow

~~~ For my process, and thoughts on the song go to my Youtube - they allow longer descriptions there ~~~

5. Carnivore's Waltz - A Song for The Flesh

What Would You Say

The Best Dad

“Devour Me Slow” is about surrendering to the moment and feeling every emotion without rush. It’s intimate, raw, and made for those times when you just want to feel deeply.

Devour Me Slow

A Circus Most Peculiar (A Nikola Orsinov Fansong)

I Drown (An Archivist Fansong)

spoilers for tma season 4! a song for Melanie King from the Magnus Archives. comment creds to the wonderful commenters in the screenshots!
(u can find me at elliotly on youtube, soundcloud, n spotify for more music! also check out my musical podcast Whirlwind for Hire on all streaming platforms if ur into musicals!)
lyrics:
The only thing Melanie did wrong was hold back
She was a meme for a sec
She started MAG86 with a little clap (clappin’ noise) 
Ghost bullet in her leg 

Escaped the Institute? that’s a good move!
Queen of recovery
Ms King I have feelings for u
Queen of self care 
If I were Elias I would’ve simply let her poison me
Now it’s the end times and she lives with her girlfriend Georgie (and the Admiral!)
 
Melanie thinks her dad died of smoke inhalation
But, oh, boy, is she wrong!
The Corruption got him, not a nice sensation 
So let’s hope he did not live through it for too long

Escaped the Institute? that’s a good move!
Evil slaughter boobs
Ms King I have feelings for u
Beautiful, gorgeous, radiant, ethereal
If I were Elias I would’ve simply let her poison me
Now it’s the end times and she lives with her girlfriend Georgie (and the Admiral!)

I Drown (An Archivist Fansong)

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