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T h e S t a t e o f b l a c k p u t r e f a c t i o n
After death, the body core temperature falls
In the soil among oak and hickory
a body lies shamelessly spread before me
to allow flies into folds of the skin
once considered private and forbidden
distorted by the gifts of nature
multiplying bacteria creates
pressure within the carcass
and forces out organic sludge
the state of black putrefaction
The bloated body collapse
gasses form in the body cavities
the sphincter responds in one final release
maggots feed on what belongs to the grave
repulsive digestion of swollen remains
insects consumes the remaining moist
in this stripped and twisted corpse
This contorted human form
in a lifeless condition
expells the monumental whiff of rot
into the warm midsummer nights air
to draw the attention of carrion birds
Are these tragic remains
posthumous eroticism?
OBSERVING THE SLEEPER DESCENDING
And at the still midnight hour, she will shine
I kiss her forehead with soft flames lighter than air
to be wrapped around her divine dreams
Her limbs dance in forced phantom contortions
and her spiritual mouth, rectum and vagina bleed serpents of light
with the fragrance of angels
it feeds my fear of contamination
the state of black putrefaction
The bloated body collapse
the state of black putrefaction
The bloated body collapse
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Cremains
03:10
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C r e m a i n s
cruelty does not factor in
when my behaviour is displayed
i simply cannot release
my grip on the jaws of life
It's impossible to calculate
the outcome in these turn of events
I just long for the impact
of our head on collision
exposed to purifying flames
unrecognisable cremains
we've never been this close to falling apart
damnation thru lust
increasing temperature
My stomach swells
and abdominal muscles split
Destruction of the soft tissues
the melted body fats flow
as The skin of my chest is burned away.
the ribs are visible
shrunken internal Organs cooking
I'm blissfully indifferent
to the coroners confusion
when he tries to sort out
my twisted body horror limbs
for once my flesh functioned
in symmetry with my full intent
from my perspective this was
a moment of clarity
a moment of clarity
Solo: please urinate on the ashes of my heart
exposed to purifying flames
unrecognisable cremains
we've never been this close to falling apart
damnation thru lust
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T h e p r o s a n d c o n s o f b r e a t h i n g
Die
I offered my pale enchantress
a flower wrapped in snakes
I trespassed her sickening flesh
bliss before everlasting slavery
broken lips whispered lamentations
confessions from the serpent Queen
every word leads to further complications
"this filth craves the violent embrace"
No longer in command of my body
calculating the pros and cons of breathing
Seductive Suicide notes
Seductive Suicide notes
Solo: A hero of our time/ultimate conclusion of human evolution is ruin
Her finger tip traced my jawline
leaving a permanent scar
in the midst of this intimacy
she made a sound that resembled laughter
cacophony of madness
struck its final blow
I do not tremble
as the triggers pulled
bullet penetrates the skull
exit in a pollock painting
Solo: triumphantly fuck life out of me
No longer in command of my body
calculating the pros and cons of breathing
Seductive - random consolations
Suicide notes - my goodbye kiss, this gun
Seductive - random consolations
Suicide notes - my goodbye kiss, this gun
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C o n s e n s u a l C a n n i b a l i s m
(Anthropophagist excarnation)
She appeared like Medusa unbound
with snakes crowning her skull
the serene gulfs of her eyes
devoured lovers whole
Her name utmost sacrosanct
uttered only in whispered breath
her cannibalistic urge
is an endless apetite
SLOWHAND:
"i'm the source of nourishment
so consume this willing flesh
in ritual devourment"
she removed my hands and feet
stripped the limbs of muscle and skin
amputated delicacies
I begged to be tasted
a prayer for excarnation
cut across my Carnal abstraction
wallowing in meat and horror
carve me till I cum undone
"i'm the source of nourishment
so consume this willing flesh
in ritual devourment"
solo: Nostalgia of the Cannibal
the palm of my hand
that once clasped her entity
was the Hors D'oeuvre
of the evening
SLOWHAND:
"irresistible gouge
the eternal smile
of your thirty-two teeth
are designed to bite"
"i'm the source of nourishment
so consume this willing flesh
in ritual devourment"
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Auto-Erotic Asphyxiation
01:25
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A u t o - e r o t i c a s p h y x i a
Cross-dressed for the occasion
he performs his ritual of
unique breath play
A mirror strategically placed
to allow the subject to view himself
A rope constricts his neck.
strangling the respiratory tract
He dances, struggling for breath.
His face goes purple then black
onset of cerebral hypoxia
rising carbon dioxide levels in the blood
violent convulsions, spasmic twitches
frozen in the act of masturbation.
Fragmented flashback:
early childhood.
grandmother’s house
starring in the mirror
breathless, aroused.
choked
to punish what he loves: Necks.
choking on his own destiny
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P o s t o r g a s m i c n i c o t e e n e s q u e
(Voluntary maceration)
I pretend to hold her hand
slipping through a wave of meat
like a Liberating knifes caress - to Escape tormentors
we pass the crowd unscathed
and regress back to our tomb
I'm the shadow that needs
her love by moonlight
she follows me into the catacombs
wearing a mask of dead crows to frame Her beauty
the blood streaked across her chest like misery
is twisted blackness in the midst of such perfection
If I cry in despair - She asks The Sun to die
If I cry in despair - She asks The Sun to die
the wiltered bouquet
once good for Her gentle touch
is spreading a familiar stench - suffocating me
im yearning to become
post orgasmic niqoteenesque
then repress the process
of guilt and shame
The repulsion of neferious addictions
becoming a swine of decadent indescretions
this necrotic meat can never stay clean
let it ferment in VOLUNTARY MACERATION
she had sworn I'd leave as light
Solo: Overdosing on the poison of choice
If I cry in despair - She asks The Sun to die
If I cry in despair - She asks The Sun to die
despair
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M e t h o d s o f d e h u m a n i s a t i o n
Solo: Psychosexuall deviate
I’m eager to explore,
this naked War-torn beauty of death
I'll desecrate
everything that my whims Desire
perfect limbs constricted
in excruciating confinement
Flexible warm meat
now going darkly purple
Hacksaw inferno
carving a deep seductive wound
upon her perfect
tender form
Hacksaw inferno
carving a deep seductive wound
gaping crimson, deep and fresh
I have seen how frail
the human body can become tonight
I'll oblitorate
her identity before im done
reckless nostalgic words
of longing devotion
has that graveyard charm
and an unpleasant scent of misery
I Infuse her with my venom to end this curse
transformed into a torso, a toy made of flesh.
stumped limbs dripping the Principle of disfigurment
psychotic symptoms revived
the brain becomes uncontrollable
Rage, has gained sentience
Powered by its hunger for death
Solo: It's nothing personal
Hacksaw inferno
carving a deep seductive wound
upon her perfect
tender form
Hacksaw inferno
carving a deep seductive wound
gaping crimson, deep and fresh
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The 13th Bride
03:56
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T h e 13 t h b r i d e
the 13th bride had burning lava lips
wich transmitted pestillence in a secret kiss
in my deceiving eyes She's An icon to be adored
but Infatuation turns to cruelty like before
behold the harlot's battered skin
if her cunt had a voice it would scream
just as a dog returns to his vomit
i am shackled to my loathsome vices
passed the point
of no return
my mouth's a grave
for dead words
Between these broken ribs, a sarcophagus resides
entombing a retinue of birds and butterflies
celestial warnings Brought to animated flesh
I have seen beyond my dreams harbringers of death
behold the harlot's battered skin
if her cunt had a voice it would scream
Solo: Worship Xochiquetzalli ("beautiful like a flower")
adorable martyr manipulate my will
peel my scalp away from the skull
passed the point
of no return
my mouth's a grave
for dead words
passed the point
of no return
my mouth's a grave
for dead words
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Desolate Ocean
03:55
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D e s o l a t e O c e a n
I {the dead love affair}
II {The grudge}
III {The Mermaid}
She cursed my decadence
As I ascended to the air
struggling with gruesome broken hope
our screaming end was met
with empty threats enthroned
her wrath longed for a raging storm
desolate ocean - lit by our beacon
this is our light
Illuminating - expiring passion
kiss the last flame
I watched the sky spawn dark clouds
foaming waves turned to odious shrouds
aimlessly drifting in a stygian world
bound to be stranded on the shores of her
isolation bled my spirit dry
extrication of my carnal confines
For long I'd been astray
pining for familiar soil
and the comforts of mundane routine
vague guidance from the stars
the single hope of navigation
determined to make my way back home
desolate ocean - lit by our beacon
this is our light
Illuminating - expiring passion
kiss the last flame
SINK OR SWIM
I beheld a movement beneath the murky surface
a long forgotten shapeless fear
pulled into a vortex of foul obscenities
gasping for oxygen
sinking in psychosis
an endless madness
desolate ocean - lit by our beacon
this is our light
Illuminating - expiring passion
kiss the last flame
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Exit (1-3)
08:15
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E X I T
Chapter 1: The origin of negation
chapter 2: Sweet Bloodsucker
chapter 3: Accepting the inevitable end
the autumn moon Painted the necropolis
by projecting Arachnid tree Silhouettes
swift with a ravens grace I moved towards
the Cemeteries orchid covered portal
At a turning in the path
Below the twisting cypress
I found her animated
scarecrow cadaver
she Dragged her skinless limbs
From the open grave
writhing in a Frantic
delirious state
like locusts on a dying infant
I swarm to the scent of rot
my darkness Sickening hunger
An atrocious consuming lust
undead Lover - Nauseating
casket cocktail - party
my nocturnal cum muse's meat dress
invoked my throbbing virus tyrant
salty protein rained upon tender wounds
a delightful sticky eyed black mass
her fangs performed
a quick penectomy
and christened herself
in the sanguine fountain
she smeared the sorrow
off her lipless mouth
as I collapsed
into sublimest slumber
like locusts on a dying infant
I swarm to the scent of rot
my darkness Sickening hunger
An atrocious consuming lust
undead Lover - Nauseating
casket cocktail - party
my Shallow harpy wailed
A cursed Sirens howl
the crown of holocaust
now fixed upon her brow
soon to be new-born Horror
I willfully bled out
majestic mist Embrace me
a protracted interment
Im covered with it's shroud
the veil that will erase me
The dark despair awaiting
Bloodthirsty instincts revived
Goodbye
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