Music

The pressure is building
I can feel it in my head
Though my body is sinking
I'll kill the sun again

I scrape and claw
To reach my god
It beams bright but my will shall be done

I know the price
I have enough
I drive my spear into the sun

No gods or masters
I am oblivion

Scrape and claw

Die just like a pariah
Lie down, let the scythe meet your eye and
Die just how I desire
Face down in the dirt where the worms lie

You could give more than you've shown
I'll take it all away from you
If you leave seeds unsown
Understand thy flesh is bound to stone

You're a fucking insect
I'll peel away your wings so I can fly
Pinned down by the forehead
On display so I can watch you writhe

You could give more than you've shown
I'll take it all away from you
When you feel shards of bone
Close your eyes thy flesh is bound to stone

I need you alive
So you can feel it

Fear is my companion
As long as my flesh still stands
Fear is my desire
As my blood pools in the sand

It's all in my head
But I see it so clear
The snakeskin has shed
And it feels so real

I can feel the fire
Burning off my skin to bone
Pain that feels like thunder
As he burrows in my eyes

Now he's in my head
And I see him so clear
The snakeskin has shed
And it feels like heaven

Beyond this pain lies my extinction
Sweet nectar of deletion
Burrowed behind my eyes
And it feels so real

I see the devil at the edge of the trees
Just beyond the fog
I try to hide but now he sees me
He can sense my scars

I can't believe my eyes
I'm petrified
I think I've lost my mind

A chase into new beginnings
Or is it my end?
A maze of trees befitting
Of a man condemned

The sound of leaves
Under cloven hoof
Closer and closer he comes
He can sense I'm not enough

He can feel my fear
As I slip and fall
Eye to eye with a stillborn deer
On the moss and stone below

I scream to the sky and I come to see
God can't hear me through the thick of the canopy
God can't hear me
In this maze of trees
God can't hear me

I can almost feel the rain
Almost feel the rain
Almost feel the rain
Almost feel the rain

All I have is hate for you
Tear out your eyes and crawl

Expel the blood as it fills the lungs
The taste of viscera upon my tongue
Tendons stripped for weaving whips
Amidst this change I have lost my grip

The breaking femurs, a sweetened sound
Our incisors will adorn the crown
Ripping pieces from our sinking ship
Just to board up all our children's crypts

Expel the blood as it fills the lungs
The taste of viscera upon my tongue
Ripping pieces from our sinking ship
Just to board up all our children's crypts

Be free, all you want to be
All we have now is viscera