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Apocryphtic Preludes & Lugubrious Epoch

by Torn From The Womb

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1.
Elemental, yet so imperfect In madness of war I find my carvings Misogynic tribulation, the art of rebellion Still I scour with grandeur contrivance Cipher path to emaciate intrinsitions of flesh Procaine rutting Sanguined fertilizing havoc Lavish ophite I lead this cesspool to demise 38 years of longanimity scrutiny Fathered insalubrious to retch forth terror vision Ghastly foreplay, perplexity, dexterity Enterrement to the final show, when will it end… Bacterial assault on decorticated race Tachyphylaxis amok in tremendous genocide Morbid Inhalate Obfuscate Gambols with tiagabine positively amerliorated bereavement of mine Retched Thy death means nothing Sores start to ooze with pus Parasitic feast, unconvertion of flesh Cacophonous mind tells me, first drop is coming Admire my latest work- full of carcinogens specimen Noradrenaline controlling matter To keep the population restrained Feverishly omental insanity Lover for mass extinction Decimation of depravity To rot in blood-red sun As nuclear assault begins I saw the god within Thousands went silent in second It’s 9 am… "...you people had done everything in the world to me Doesn't that give me equal right? I can do anything I want to you people, and anytime I want to Becouse that's what you done to me What you think's gonna happen, when I get out of here?" "...and the real world is the one I have to deal with everyday... Believe me… if I started murdering people… there'd be none of ya left” ~ Charles Manson
2.
Oppenheimer lives in me… Amorphousmass of progressing deceasion It’s not a vision anymore Sweet, certifiably reality Plethora of madness amuse my vile desire Coalesce with abnormal dexterity My journey at final stage To barre the earth from this crawling excreta Debauchery, obnoxious vanity To rip to shreds, what left from population Judicial verdict shall be proclaimed Sublimic demise Prelude to omnipresent eradication Death Everlasting genocide Death This is mandatory for us to leave the stage Bid the value of life in this final absolution Bow to me sordidly The human race, desecrated Eradication of sickening mass Bow to me, woe to thee Refinement never ends Foolish zealots, idiocracy Global purge in progress Hark to me, woe to thee Bow to me sordidly Worldwide population reduced to 15 percent One million of erroneous still to rectify Arduous devenustation of detrimental empyaema Exonerated fumes incandescent internal forlorn “We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried. Most people were silent… `Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds’…” ~ Robert Oppenheimer
3.
Iconoclastic maintenance No gods in that retched vault Screaming fleshy decrepitude Solstice as world burns away Cauterize away… Enhanced inferno I’m wading admist gossamers of wretched vacuity Endorfinæ baptism forged by mass extinction Heaps of imbecilic mongrels charbroiling What your vivacity is necessary for? Carbonous mush My knife is brush For sanginue palette, denigrate lush Septic slush Enmitious grush For extirpating fathom, denigrate lush Morbidly I descry Entombment of sinful Approachment of encrypted decade Mongrelmass converged for hunting Head leaders crestfallen Approachment of encrypted decade Someone is pulling the strings Sinister trance, transcendent and unholy Concatenation between gods and man There will be no redemption Our punishment for ignorance exaltation Ministry of acrimony We bid this obsolete realm Carnivore for mankind desolation The reign of mentally deranged Calculated death Who is insane, when you are the cancer and I am the cure? Resolved inferno Enigmatic are the ways of misanthrophment and redemption Raptured in awe Approachment of the end
4.
Your cardiopulmonary incandescenting Befouled by evaporating fumes Carcinosis serum ascends in grim triumph Aftermath forlorn As you all dying among this mass grave I approach in the search of amusement Gurgulations in maws Sickening lymphandetitis burned by alimentary acids Vomiting dense foam adorn with clots Another victim of biological warfare With my chainsaw-arm I torn the abdomen open Regurgitate philistines of intestines Serpentinic gossamer of black-cloated blood Interiors smokes with carcinogenic vapour Acceleration of your demise- but first I got to have some fun Improvisating act of appendectomy- infected, burned into my skin Bewilderment hurl the cerebron- congesting rigor mortis Excavating layers of agglutinated ulcers- ribcage dissected Splattering bicarbonates, boiling scabs amalgamate Burning acids in my veins, stiffness spreads in my antebrachium Resect the chordæ tendineæ Masticate without conscience Carving my ways through tribulation Sporulated with fungus, my arm melt in ebulliting process Nauseating odour of rot and gore attracts vermin Parasites in my circulatory system, purulent scabs regurgitate with puss Parasitic amputation, emetic reek…
5.
Invictus Who shall begot in trinity Who descend from green skies, and give us new light Salutiferous cadets, bribed souls ceaselessly aiding our case Miscarried down below Rebirth anew to forge the new order Tachykinine flow through pumps, drained to cerebrospinal Idiopathology we object and reform from cinders of mankind Skeletonized race Absorb the carrion, purge this brothel wasteland Quiescent psychosis Necrotic sermon, fornever to recollection Salutiferous cadets, marching forward in pestiferous array Unpredescent volation to show them a new way We don’t need a rational reason to kill You can’t kill what’s already dead We don’t need a rational reason to kill Welcome to the new world order Subterfuged allies, we shall revise As your god, I despise thy creation Heiniously rectified The time has come To pay for redemption Æons of dereliction Harvesting imbecracy Pestilencial larvæ Screeching mongrelmass We must answer this warmongoing Salutiferous cadets, marching foreward in pestiferous array Unpredescent volation to show them a new way Rebirth anew to forge the new order We don’t need a rational reason to kill A reason to kill…

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released June 16, 2023

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