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Abolition

by Cadaverous Contingency

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1.
Loom 00:53
2.
Force your hand on those weeping at the altar. The ones who place their trust in you, beaten and violated. Molester of faith, you groom and wait for their pure trust. Screaming for the absolution of what they know is right. Open hearts over-pouring with the sewage of your lies. Soaked in misery. Fed by the hands that dance upon your sickness. Empty your heart into the offering plate. Empty your heart into the offering plate. And watch the hand of god steal everything you own. No more love, no rest, no peace, no help unless you pay up. Conditional. Invested debilitation. Receiving depravity. Forsake yourself. Feeble and weak, praying for peace. Placing your heart in molesting hands. As they sing, they prey upon your fragile life. Feeble and weak. They sing, they prey upon your fragile life. Force your hand, molester of trust. Open hearts over-pouring with the sewage of your lies. That I am not enough, that god is supreme. That he holds the key, I’m taking it back. And force you to empty your veins into my offering plate. I won’t be found on my knees. Empty your heart into my offering plate you trite motherfucker.
3.
Mind Cage 01:55
Constant cycle of repetition. To disrupt the nature. A temple left in ruin. Declining. Relying on the hands stuck inside the mind. Adapting to the motion and a flow of being. Programmed to move the machine. Another day, another notion. To relive the past while the future collapses upon us. Die unto monotony. Forced to breathe, forced to exist. While the future collapses upon us. We are forced to surrender ourselves. Grit my teeth. Force my way through another day, but I’m so fucking sick of being. Target fixated on this depression. A fleeting life that could have been mine. Buried inside a longing to be free.
4.
Feeble achievement of human hands. Making a difference in fractured time. Expand, collapse, the mortal relapse. A wave of disdain will call us all back. Chipping away. Away for a world unseen. Revealing the same corrupt and obscene. Headless and still, it falls all around. Divided we are, a call unto justice. A call for extinction. Beneath the ash, encased in bones. Feeble achievement of human hands. Making a difference in fractured time. Expand, collapse, the mortal relapse. Expand, collapse. The mortal relapse. Primitive notion, the claiming of thrones. Apocalyptic self. Deprivation we are. A call unto justice. Beneath the ash, it falls all around. A primitive notion, a call for extinction.
5.
To see the worst, opened and exposed. My decay calling your disgust. The ripples in time give way unto me. Slowly depriving ambitious intent. I scream, I scream but the call to belong and exist go unheard. Duality reveals the beast within. My decay calling your disgust. The ripples in time give way unto me. Slowly depriving ambitious intent. I scream, I scream but the call to belong and exist go unheard. Call for me, look past me. Remember me, the weary and torn.
6.
Trapped in a lie. No hope, no peace. Footsteps behind. Your life’s at unease. Innocent voice, for social gain. A public figure, left in shame. Hypocrisy spilt like blood on the altar. Fight for your life when the trusted have faltered. Hypocrisy spilt like blood on the altar. Fight for your life when the trusted have faltered. Hypocrisy spilt like blood on the altar. Fight for your life. Fight, fight, fight, fight. Fight for your fucking life.
7.
Despondency 03:21
Cold and brittle, the first to fall. Cut too deep and left to bleed. The strain of self to yield the cleanse. Hollowed out and led to the edge. Throw it upon me. Recline and observe. Watch it infect, pulling at my being. Reflection is lost as I craft a gaze. There’s no one alive. The skies will darken and fill up in ash. The light will fade, giving birth to the dark. Our shadows will drift beneath all we are. Existence chokes out all life. What’s left of our sins? The strain of self to yield the cleanse. Hollowed out and led to the edge.
8.
Perturbation 02:01
Where do you run in the chaos of your tomb? Do you seek shelter in the deep? One way out, turn around and face it. Brute force onslaught, pushing your way through. Chipping away. The fragments of your soul. Lacerations, fighting your way through. Thorns embedded in the skin of broken bones. What is left on the other side? Will you find all to be denied? Will you become solely redefined in what used to be your life? Be your life. Brute force onslaught, pushing your way through. The fragments of your soul. Lacerations, fighting your way through. Thorns embedded in the skin of broken bones.
9.
Dead Hope 04:06
Faith in nothing. Familiar patterns fixate in my mind. Pulling at the strings that guide my left hand. Memories fade and give way to time. Only to crumble beneath opposing heels. Drive the nails to hold back this oath. Sacrifice not, we do as we’re told. Lifeless awake in the grand scheme of dreams. Reality reveals things left unseen. Our minds and time, an abyss of awe. Before creation’s stare. A truth revealed in the depths of my soul. Only forgotten, for time takes its toll. Before creation’s stare. Been here before. I’ll be damned if I’m here again. Lifeless awake, we do as we’re told. I neglect this imposed death bed reap. Familiar patterns fixate in my mind. Faith in no one. Reality reveals things left unseen. Our minds and time, an abyss of awe.
10.
Abolition 02:51
This part of me that longs for domain. Persisting for higher ground. Beyond my reach. Still here with me. Grasping that which remains. Within this mind, a murderous fate. Grasping that which remains. Ripped from thyself and torn between. An anchoring point to hold me in place. Ripped from thyself and torn between. An anchoring point to hold me in place. Pick it up. The wolves shall tear me apart. The search within beckons my call from my conscious relapse. More for myself, only questions remain with hollow veins. The search within beckons my anxious call. The part of me that longs for domain. Persisting on higher ground. Beyond my reach. Still here with me. Grasping that which remains. Within this mind, a murderous fate. Grasping that which remains. For all we are, left to uncover. Ripped from thyself and torn between. An anchoring point to hold me in place. Broken endowed, forced to remain. Forced to prove my sense of purpose. To validate by being. To prove my sense of purpose. To validate my being.
11.
Wither 01:34
Everyday aches beyond belief. Memories of my past, define my imminent demise. Looking up from a rotting hole. I demise.

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released December 22, 2018

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