1. Oblivion[instrumental]2. Abomination RebornAn open book a will of lifeA Gathering of sorts, strings pull the chordContusions unfold beneath the dermal layersSilence uplifts the structureNailed and fixed, An ornament to the causeA slave to his will, Reconstructed to upholdI will be reborn, Lives ripped and tornAn abomination rebornInconceivable power unleashed, Pure evil set forthTo crush the skulls of many and bend the will of the unknowingSins of his will, Strings pull the chordForced upon you, Absorbs into me sins rebornStrings of his will, Strings pull the chordForced upon you, Absorbs into me sins rebornBow down before me, Heed my callRestitution of all sinsBow down before me, Heed my callBe delivered through me3. RedemptionA forgotten absolution remains within the shadowsReborn and replenished to reflect sights unseenThe sins of the fallen will be exceeded by the sins of allTo cross through the kingdom of fire and bloodPossession of fate and destiny misplacedBetrayal and abandonment embracedDisingenuous fate for all to sufferForce feed this hate to rise and to fallThe protection of all placed into the wrong handsMass deception passed down repeatedlyFalse impressions of truths instilledForce of negativity, Doorway scrollsOath, beg, Absence, RedemptionParanoid, abandonment, Betrayal, murder, genocideRedemption, Rise above the pain and horrorTo survive this reign of hell on earthRemit absolution climb out of the shadowsCountless more souls will pass throughFor those who rise and those who fallDisingenuous life passed down to allGrant you the pardon of all your sinsFor those who rise and those who fallPossession of fate and destiny misplacedBetrayal and abandonment embracedForce of negativity, Doorways, scrollsOath, beg, Absence, RedemptionParanoid, abandonment, Betrayal, murder, genocideRedemption4. Bind Torture KillTorture provokes to divorce sanityHorror mummifies victims who pleadSuicide tempts the mind of the mortal, sickened with griefGodless fate, perception of the lie, debilitate the weakUpon the altar of sacrificial blissI'm damned to be disposed in perpetual fireDismantled youth, forced and shaped my beingPredestined fate nurtures the act of sinning and drives me toBlind torture kill, You judge my worldYour views have been mistakenThe sickness stems deeper than it seemsI bind to keep, Torture one to strengthenAnd kill the weak who fail to meet the needsUnstable diagnosis, detained to live a victim of myselfPredestined fate nurtures the act of sinning and drives me toBind torture kill, Crippled soul, DesensitizedRestraints impeded, Evolving my rageBind torture kill, Sanity diminishingInternal wars desecrate, Re-haunting meLunacy dictates my beingEnslaved until my demise surrenders meUntil then I must feed the demonsFuel my rage and commence haunting youBind torture kill, Disposed mental stateConfides my will to tolerate, My plea to help deniedYou judge my world, Your views have been mistakenThis sickness stems deeper than it seemsI bind to keep, torture one to strengthenAnd kill the weak who fail to meet the needsI'm damned to be disposed in perpetual fireDismantled youth forced and shaped my beingDeafening voices fuel my actionsAnd drive me to bind torture kill5. MisconceivedEverything you thought or were led to believe was a misconceptionThis unsafe approach at life has killed all hope within.Worthless attempts of achieving happinessDisgusted, mistrusted, betrayed and persuadedReveling such feelings, mistakes of disgraceThe shock and disbelief of reality SETS INThe weight of the world CRUSHESThese pains within are intolerableChanges are of utmost importance.Intolerable ways of living brought on by oneself.Waiting to be let down,Depression, remove for all negative surroundingsFalse perceptions broken dreamsLiving this unhappy life is not worth livingWhose life to take?Mine or theirsDismiss the anguish brought one self.Relearn how to live and only trust yourself.Disgusted, mistrusted, betrayed and persuadedReveling such feelings, mistakes of disgraceObsession,Betrayal,Murder,SuicideNegative energy trapped and enragedUnable to fix what has/is,Essence of death kills all in its path.6. Translucent Patterns Of DeliriumWhy am I here?What did you say? Stop talking to meOnce I was told therefore I am notMy father once told me to shut up, shut upIs this where I came from?Do I know you? Is this real or not?Where do I belong?As I was correcting my head I feel illHurts to comprehendMy translucent patterns of deliriumShut up, shut up youThe pieces no longer fit the puzzleMy glue will no longer hold meIs this all in my head? Or is that you talking to me?Who goes there? and why have you come?Leave me be, lock the door behind youLet go of my headI seem to have misplaced myselfCan you help me find my way?7. Creed Of The InfidelPlead for your soul, my world is lawUprise the tyrannousWars disguise and justify damnable needsRe-haunting souls in graveyards of atrocitiesCrippled in my mind... desecrate and alter the state of my faithConscience that's over-ruled, destroy and tarnish the will of oneMasses who mourn, curse, and despise and martyr beloved onesLand that once bred our existence now holds the cold of cryptsPerpetrators of this dreadful evil still existCrippling fear alters the focus of life that isYouth denied, exist in a state of warAdapt or die as kidsLaw of the infidel, kill or be killedGoal of the infidel, destroy and rebuildReward of the chosen few, power we've gainedFate shared by all, Pain, Pain, PainWar scars traumatize and burn truth in fleshBlood stains paint that led lives to deathland that once bred our existence now holds the cold cryptsPerpetators of this dreadful evil still existCrippling fear alters the focus of life that is trained to destroy your fateAnd will, Kill or be killedLaw of the infidel, kill or be killedGoal of the infidel destroy and rebuildReward of the chosen few, power we've gainedFate shared by all, pain, pain, pain8. RegretVisions of murder take place in my mindI strip the souls from the worthlessEuphoric pleasure saturates, but this is realThese memories of conflict and struggleWhy do I feel these feelings of regret and pity?But what has happened? There's blood on my handsWhat have I done? I do not knowRecollections becoming clear, Flesh under my nails is really hereThe monster that I've becomeHas just done what cannot be undoneUnconscious state, who am I?What have I done? I do not knowMassive confusion, massive confusion overwhelms and saturates, saturates my consciousA million misconceptions feel all too realI'm an entanglement of disillusion, blessed by virtues of strifeWhat of my normal life? The acts I rememberWhat if they don't exist? I they're not real?Betrayal of oneself - existing - unknowingThe misuse of life has led me to this state of dementiaThe evil that courses through my veins consumes me wholeI strip the soul from your worthlessnessYou turn cold as I take from you last kiss9. Entrails Of YouThe many pleasures of the flash consummate my self indulgencesA being so beautiful as you tingles the senses and pushes one to defilementLike the lamb to the slaughter what terrible things I would do to you,You are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of youSubmerge myself in your blood and wear your flesh, you are so fucking beautifulYou are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of youEntangled in a pile of flesh and blood warm yet cold at the same timeNow is the time to reflect on what could have beenVisions of delirium and blurs of misleading laughter cry outAt one moment the words that were once spoken muffled by the distance of passing soon become clearYou are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of youSubmerge myself in your blood and wear your flesh, you are so fucking beautifulYou are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of youWith the last whispers of breath left upon your lipsYou still reach to call out as if to say something that once was meantBut it distorts my ears as it has no meaning anymoreWhat was that you were saying? I can't hear youSpeak up, what? Still not understandingSorry, Goodbye, goodbye10. The End Of EndsThe end of ends, to solve the problemThe cause of death, the sum of our stricken liesNatural selection, a dying dog will dieThe old stray of the pack we weep in pityTo see the utter truth, believe in infamyDestroy and conquer and lacerate humanityBeneath the bowels of a hollow life they dwellWithout belief, isolations now realityThe end of ends is now indicativeSo let the fatal wounds bleedThe end of ends our path is sanctifiedStrangulation to rid ourselves of heresyAltercations a cruel hand we strikeNo remorse, plague and famine nullifyThrones of blood and pain reside amongst the deadKill your own blood-shed, external dissidentAbolish life, no thought of human retrospectDenounce their kin with strife, inside they hope we dieBreeding spawns you know will come sacrificedBlind feeding shallow minds as souls are left deniedI strike the weak, Bloodshed resides over meI strike the weak, Pawns left deniedAn end to ends drains the souls who pleadInfected within the timeless slumber of those who heedAn end to ends drains the souls who pleadInfected within the timeless slumber of those who heedThe end of ends is now indicativeSo let the fatal wounds bleedThe end of ends our path is sanctifiedStrangulation to rid ourselves of heresyThe end of ends is now indicativeSo let the fatal wounds bleedThe end of ends is now indicativeSuffocation to rid ourselves of heresyI strike the weakBloodshed resides over meI strike the weakPawns left denied11. Prelude To RepulsionPressure on the inner walls of my brain grows heavier. I mustalleviate the pain I feel, for soon many will die as they comebefore me with effortless attempts. The search for divine powerbeckons me and the only way to achieve is to destroy. Victims of atorn society lay in waste, as I pick through the bloody carcasses.Dead bodies just seem to fall before me.Saving the most edible morsels, the weak ones scatter. With bloodyweapon in hand, I tear through the limbs. Cries of anguish filterthrough the land, echoing in the valley. Many have tried to comebefore me with effortless attempts. I sift my way through the fieldsof dead bodies, stopping to take a trophy or two.The fields run deep and far, for I have killed many and I must travel far to reach my destination.My final resting place, where I will be reborn. For now, the air isstill, smell of dead bodies is ever so prevalent. I am the last andhere I shall remain. The pain I have once felt is lifted from mybeing. Villages of useless waste, a race witch does not deserve tolive. I reek havoc amongst the children from a present with no future,For I am the strong and those who defy me lay in waste. The days oftravel are long and the stench of how many I have killed lingers on.I am tired and need rest, but the forces pulls me to my destination.
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