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ikiuni

by ikiuni

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1.
what words come out of feeling, i drive and die once again in this looking glass i come out of the shell that delivers so many figures and triumphs in this concoction limited and drinking thinking of looming dripping, slow deaths sloped sophia, drained of the drill slumber just nothing for your dress i lie bloodstained the fortitude of man, what you look at again so much that's inept - so much slime lie in my dark somber sludge a face that's so insignificant now that you are dreaming of my wanderers again
2.
immolation now descends, and long sanguine disciples frenzied diminished and slipping motion ability slick - slithering slightly deep in our - mounded alignment what would you do for my trust? so many thoughts are coming to my head thriving in anger and the punishment instead what thoughts come to nothing in this arrival we worry no more in this time. slowly i drive out the merciless and torment those that are drifting apart from me in my poison i linger and smile with your draining vampiric bleeding gothic clichΓ©s, bleeding once more thoughts of the driven, yet driven with faults westward to the knowledge of that which is nothing yet again, i could possibly dominate you and then, it would be lowly to subjugate still dreading your punishment in what it takes to be free again
3.
no more of this, the first one said in our timely play dreaming of your work again so many things are at stake here i could possibly draw your nothingness so you will slowly dive into this accruement now that you are listening we can then travel along with your guide slightly descending into the nothing i spoke the voracious, so overly satisfied why would you never define the nothing? i will let you plead for my worries and instead, this time, you will be mine you speak so fearfully worried of what they all think in how you speak of nothing, and nothing at all it's not a concept or anything you can grasp it is simply nonexistent i am dead, and i never lived i work with your dripping anguish and now i bleed on your portrait again
4.
worry not, my friend we are politely soul patching and downing the swan's juices i revel in this absinthe of the lake misery and i - come together with no necessities mystery of the doorway, a polite manner subject now shifting, the horned light wondering of a concrete vision would it be so sure? if you were to now die here on your own work, and just choke on it all that is within you is so skeletal when the slander is peering in or would you create another design wishing for the match in this spell that burns it all to the ground and the animals are all screaming the children still crying the hordes of mastery just continue on with the bullet that unleashes the death of love and the love of death
5.
you will never know what it means to be human you will never think about the polite manner of which food is dragged to your table and dismembered, choked unsightly, plain you will never worry that you will never relate what it takes to become something more connected in the pieces of bone a fragile docile meatling something you are consuming the strained stop and watch the agony when family consumes the powder and fire in this writing you laugh, at the worker never reading anything wise, yet a vacant stare breathing maggots edible for your leisure
6.
melancholy, melancholic, this wall tips the alive slime - able to? this molar fickle - morning calling the drench of a stone worries and slips the whimper of the foraging the tangible elements and sworn alarm as winded down slithers oblige therapeutically whittle alone still then light shone in a noise, shame then drain amicable thinking, applying diminished tar now trickle, this worded ambience tipped and dripping - woven in a life so movement aeonic, ability of welding ploughing amiss, drifted and sly a congruent contradiction a cognitive prognosis a compliant psylence
7.
soldier on and then drink all the contemplation thinking of your draining limitless knowledge working with the freakshow, again now this is the foraging we speak of then dine on the light and movement that which drives a mission then consuming all the portals this is the amputation we dream of then worsening of the compliance i'm not sure of the drawled open seed this is why we are so two many, solitude taper rich almighty ones, why i hired another soul danger wish, and might in this retch what have you done with the truth? why are you deleting the majesty slice my fucking tongue and place it on display the bleeding witch and dreary slave of mine tangible you would pretend so many needs are the strange ones with malice worsening i can not contemplate this

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released December 11, 2022

tomas anton docherty - guitars, bass, drums, vocals

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