history draws its substance from the archives of blood. your blood. we're all gatecrashers to the apocalypse. we're all the gravediggers of the future. each generation raises monuments. to t...
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1. Archives Of Blodd 2. Cesspool Called History CESSPOOL CALLED HISTORY. I AM AN ISLAND IN THIS CESSPOOL CALLED HISTORY. I INHABIT THE CRUMPLED REMAINS OF A PLACE THAT. ONCE WAS. SUFFOCATING IN A SOLITUDE SO FULFILLING. THAT THE MEREST RENDEVOUS BE...3. Disease Of The Night DISEASE OF THE NIGHT. DELIRIUM IS JUST A DISEASE OF THE NIGHT. & I'M JUST ANOTHER DAUGHTER OF DARKNESS. STUCK IN THIS PSYCHO-TROPIC WASTELAND. ANOTHER WRETCHED WITCH ENTRANCED. BY THE VOODOO...4. Doggin' You're playing the dog on me. quit fucking around on me. you're sneaking around on me. you've got the disease. of the never pleased. You're doggin' around, you sneak in the ni...5. Dread dread. that subterranean world. where one awakes from dread to dread. sleep does not put an end to dread. it's as if dread is both day and night. in a mobile disaster. which allows everything to...6. Escape ESCAPE. TO ESCAPE THE PERIMETER OF THIS. FLESHY PRISON. ESCAPE INTO MILKY. NIMBUS, BLURRY EYED, LIGHT HEADED. TO ERASE DREAMS, MEMORIES, VISIONS. TO ULTIMATELY FORGET EVERY WORD, EVERY FACE, EVERY NIG...7. Friday Afternoon We've dug our graves under separate candlestick tonight, The moon separates the seas. From you and me and sleep. And we curse weep till we curse the same god. There's a crack in the ceiling...8. In Spite Of God we come spinning out of nothingness. scattering stars. hoping that somewhere over the horizon. lies an incredible lightness. a lightness of being without being. where everything falls away. dissolves,...9. Inverted Dream the void is just an inverted dream in which we're all engulfed. doomed to the empty hours of eternity. to the periphery of shutters and mildewed desires. where idiot savants wander the wasteland....10. Lady Scarface We had a date. 12th street at eight. If you're done I'll be there don't be late. Instructed as such. Without a soft touch. If it would've mattered it didn't too much. I waited...11. Mechanical Flattery Fingers move fingers. My wrists made of satin. Don't be afraid of what's gonna happen. Elbows to ankles my fists out of place. I turn around backwards and off slides my face. Bones plattered...12. Need To Feed THE NEED TO FEED. TO FEED IN. TO FIND SOMEONE, ANYONE. SOMETHING, ANYTHING THAT CAN. FEED INTO YOU WHAT YOU NEED. THE NEED BECOMES. AN IMPOSSIBL IRRITANT. FINDING SOMEONE WHO. CAN FEED INTO YOU WHAT Y...13. Psychic Anthropology PSYCHIC ANTHROPOLOGY. AN ABSTRACT IMAGE THAT THE EYE. TRICKS THE MIND INTO BELIEVING. HAS MEANING. MY MIND IS ALWAYS TRICKING MY EYE. INTO BELIEVING THAT WHAT I SEE IN THE DARK. ACTUALLY EXISTS. SOME...14. Sick Whith Desire Solitary and condemned. To a night that never ends. Inside the viper's den. Your sex an endless threat. I can smell you from here. I can smell your desire. The tyranny of bloodlust. Laps at your...15. Sick With Desire SOLITARY AND CONDEMNED. TO A NIGHT THAT NEVER ENDS. INSIDE THE VIPER'S DEN. YOUR SEX AN ENDLESS THREAT. I CAN SMELL YOU FROM HERE. I CAN SMELL YOUR DESIRE. THE TYRANNY OF BLOODLUST. LAPS AT YOUR...16. Vandal This door it swings both ways. you're so self-centered, solitary all alone. you no longer reach out to life. you run head-long straight to your own demise. Rise now to the harbour of my arms. tak...17. World Of Whispers WORLD OF WHISPERS. THIS IS FORCED UP FROM THE WORLD OF WHISPERS. WHERE TERROR AND NEGATION ARE OUT ON AN ENDLESS PROWL. I'M JUST ATTEMPTING TO SUMMON THE MEMORY OF PRE-EPIDEMIC. EXISTENCE WHILE N...