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GRAYMALKIN LYRICS
"A Master's Discipline" (2005)
1. Scattered Christian Ashes
2. Bastard Dreams
3. Surrogate
4. Cripple the Chastised
5. A Master's Discipline
6. Marched at Gunpoint
7. Burn the Treaty
8. Malice
9. The Depression Ritual
10. Undisputable Misery
11. Fascinate, Mutilate
12. Reek of Putrefaction (Carcass cover)
13. Undisputable Misery (live)
14. Introperversion (live)
1. Scattered Christian Ashes
Inflicting the pain born of decades of torment
Castrating the idols who will hang before me
As each crumbling kingdom build from blood is undone
The raped shall inherit what the weak bequeath
And as the stronger arise
The deamagogues of the peasants will disintegrate
And all that remains shall be holy
And all that remains shall be blessed
Fuck your god
Send him down
To his master race
Why enslave what can enslave?
Fuck your god
Prove its worth
I can't resist crushing him again
Fuck your god
Send him down
To his master race
Did you think you could disarm me?
Fuck your god
Prove its worth
With each act of spite you'll be shattered
Like scattered christian ashes burnt with each act of spite you will die
On my pyre die admired!
Scattered christian ashes burnt
Forever through the fire where te scatterd christian ashes burned
Scattered christian corpses rot
Rotting and steaming under judgements of a pious god
2. Bastard Dreams
Trapped within the nightmare of an everpresent formula
Designed to bring my evolution to a state of fixed regression
A plan for depressed existence personified, in part, by a bloodthirsty alter ego
Sickening in its methods, an extension of the solipsists premise
I'll sleep alone in the wake of my other's agression
For though you may wield a power of mind subversion
I shall make this vow unto you cowardly one:
Until you suffer, this mind won't rest
I'll commit every day to your doom
And wish upon the pain you brought me
Forever, unmatched, a thousand fold
Dream of the day your facade fules disarray and breeds the chaos you crave
Misrule depraved
Grim in your ways, you'd see me sold as a slave, undignified to the grave
The memory strained
Live with the fear I see ingrained in your stare, the passive half domineered
The hollow dread
I'll batter the peer, the bleeding doppelganger
A severe assault on the sense and flesh of dread
Disown the temple you inhabit
Or face sagacity unleashed
For I am your god
And you are my servile
I'll piss all over your vulgar presence
And spit upon the animated lie you call my own
In concert the dream is absolute
But alone, without guard, it will fall as easily as you will
To my unrestrained wrath
No force of brute or brain can conquer me
Live the bastard day you dreamt
The dance of this embittered wedlock
A divorce as divine as suicide
Dream and die knowing that you have fallen
You have fallen
3. Surrogate
Taste-test power's saline bait
Lustless fuckfix; get off, pray
Omnipotence by default
Ideologise nothing
Let the moment bear judgement
Envy qua inspiration
Denigrate that which will felicify you, bitch
And sever parasites to case neurism's twitch
Emaciated flesh brandished proudly among the best
Of the grotesque vagrancy upon which your ethos rests
Inviolate, spermless breed sanctificed eternally
Herald the birth of the bloodied new decree
The violent, rhythmic flow of rape explicitly innate
In the hemorrhaging control of the vile to orchestrate
Spoiled, a birth obscene
No natural father would grieve
At a sight so desperate
Widowed, the surrogate
There is no substitue for knowledge
And I know
I know
Fine tepid sancturay in the squalid uterus
A warm birthing hole where morality is the gun
In stupor a disemboweling wrench from thieves
The caesarean disencapsulates you and brings you to me
For I know
I know (that which underscores the rhythm of rape)
4. Cripple the Chastised
Swine impoverished at the hands of their own inferior breed
Their mouths cries 'murder!', while their monies sanction suicide
Envy and baseness cannot and will not corrupt greatness
The lowly's blood-currency will purchase no crime when they've been sterilized
A shameful folly that efalls an economic mastery
As lawlessness as stately rule finally meets its final end
In an age where ones complete uselessness represents no value
The self-sacrificing servant will have his life wrecked on a thousand levels
Cripple the chastised
Bury them under
The earth that we won
The champions right
Right the wrongs of a cold war's bloodshed
Where to be coerced of a pittance is to surrender opulence
The new ethic: to recognise might
As the mar of ones capacity to conquer men
With the dollar, the weapon, the lifeline, the higher power
Emasculate all that mates just to populate a state of knaves
Desexulaise the spawn of the never-should-be born
Prostrate!
And so dawns a new era
Where my crippling of you is not only moral, but just
Where my prosperity and supremacy go hand in hand
No more envy tipped bullets of subjacent men
Will pierce my life's armour and bring me down to what I'm not
The invertebrate rapists of wealth shall perish
I shall gain a marked profit in their infertility
Cripple the chastised
Bury them under
The earth that we won
There is no wrath like the captive scorn uncaged
5. A Master's Discipline
With wicked ways of deprivation, they'll bleed the mighty
Just to elevate their common law, where flesh and bone mean not a thing
To the pariahs-cum-messiahs of an an altruist's paradise
Of subservience supreme and extortion the rule
Rape by the brood: a genius' curse, a layman's crown
They polarise two ethics, to coronate another fool
"TO ALL YOU HERETICS AND YOU TRAITORS
WE HAVE NOW SEIZED CONTROL, OBEY US
THE RULES ARE TO CONSUME MORE THAN ONE CAN HONESTLY PRODUCE OR BE SLAUGHTERED
LIVING IN THIS VACCUUM OF GREED
THE EMBLEM OF YOUR PUPPETRY WILL BE TO BLEED
THE LAW IS TO CONDEMN A DOG
WHO HATH SINNED AGAINST THE PACK TO BE SLAUGHTERED"
To be slaughtered
Live, slave, die
Your servants life
Surrendered to the might
Of a master's discipline
Reigning in a land of fools
A master's discipline to rule
Puncturing the womb of truth
A master's discipline to rule
To the path of ruin!
The march of the ants that gather to ring in
The procession of a king of power replete
The procession of a king to whom we bow
The procession of a king of infinite prestige
The procession of a king that damns you all to serve
In we another, a pest sent to consume
The fruits of our labour
The poisoned stem of the virility of life itself
6. Marched at Gunpoint
Marched at gunpoint through the ranks
Each motherfucker to his death
For every kill is sacrosant
And every tomb's an honour
Clinging in dependance
To fewer and fewer remnants
Of a life of no expectance
Eyes that freedom flashed before
Darkened skies of tyranny
Cloud any dreams of liberty
Wounds so deep they will not heal
A gouging tear to control
Trickle down another drop
To butcher ones way to the top
Leave the rest to burn and rot
Cast them all aside like each bullet-ridden corpse pissing with blood
Pummelling heads and tearing out spines - no respite
Devaluing flesh to the price of a gun - hit and run
Target the face, watch a trembling daze - see them cry
Another put down, one more clone in the ground - smell them rot
A live product goes under
To a manufactured grave
As each motherfucker to his death
Gets down on his knees
7. Burn the Treaty
A nation built on forgery
Of enemies, subordinate to a racist antiquity
Drafted in ignorance, an icon of blindness
An eternal unworth
Like sheep we're marched into line
By they, the dogs, that feed off our hostilities
And turn our rational hate into false distrust
You can't win a war of mind games
When your logic does not stand to reason
You can't create a race of equals
When they're divided by their equality
So burn the treaty that relegates us
To second-class peasants, serfs and pawns
Every foul article; render them obsolete
No longer benefactors to that which destroys us
Burn the treaty
Burn the treaty - fuck your lie
Burn the treaty - may non-virtue die
Burn the treaty - burty the scorn
Burn the treaty - a land reborn
Crime and punishment in retroactivity
Absurdity, the underhanded trump hand
For the ethnic-statist, the master grifter, the cultureless struggler
Witness the vehemence in the frame of his form
Anachronism betrayed two peoples
Supposedly free men accountable to a ruthless injustice
And imprisoned for the crime of being born
Into a perpetual junket; a travesty of rationality
Burn the treaty
8. Malice
Blood is my Inebriant
Every fetid drop drives my sick impulses
An envy of the slaughterd
My cold desires rage
Every kill's a trophy
Just another victim
One more to quell my pain
To calm this agitation
Bear witness to this malice
An undying thirst for vice
The sight, the smell, the taste
Fear this day, it is your last
Prepare for me, your die is cast
Survival unreal, all hope is lost
Beg now for my mercy
Give me a reason and I'll fucking destroy you
This power is me, a force of gods
It's over, you'll see
Give me another reason and I'll fucking destroy you
Fuck you come get some of this shit
9. The Depression Ritual
Condemned to grief; I pass the sentence
A longing need, to bludgeon my ego senseless
Not one vein spared, not one source of life
This wasting me - the figure I envisaged
In this depression
The shatterd mirros of reflection
Carve out my grisly objective
The scarred, bleeding, wretched, infected
The new me
Epiphanies, grim new ways of self torture
The energy, a devotion to a lesser being
And I still live to fight another day
And still I stand only to topple again
A vivid complexity of reason marks the lines
But in a world devoid of sinners I'm still no saint
Scream at the face of my own self-hate
Depression ritual, the temple falls down
In this depression
I'm a victim of my own mind
In this depression
10. Undisputable Misery
Pure annihilation be my game, be my livelihood
The thousands perished merely objects for my amusement
Simple playthings to an overdeveloped mind
A bloody blueprint for a greater genocide
In effect, the consequence of crossing me
Is eternal torture, an application of my misery
For I'm a time that stands still, I am the perfect setting
For an indulgence in your death wish flirting
Dispute my influence all you want
The proof will lie in how I murder you
This time I won't cry, this time I'll make you my bitch
As I open my eyes my lust to kill becomes clear
It is the perfect crime of a passion not yet dead or dormant
Give me the impetus to kill
Just your presence will do
Suffer through the prophecy of me
The long awaited rued
Glare wishfully at the gleaming blade that invites you
To be privy to its sole purpose
With misty eyes gaze in frozen awe at me
While never in control of your destiny
Die
11. Fascinate, Mutilate
Consider yourself the protected
Hold yourself in the highest regard
But do spare a thought for change
Leeway for surgical dis-slutment
The menstrual pedestal you've claimed as your throne
Is but a cunstoiled cover for an inherant weakness in your fibre
And the extent of your psycho-sovereignty is limited beyond
Any supposed sphere of control you assumed
Amourous: the degeneracy in my revenge
It seems your careless exploitation has left you vulnerable
So grant me this opportunity to bloodily correct your wrongs
Awoken by a feeling too great to numb, or pass off as one
Cower under pressure as my fascination takes effect
Delicately around the throat so your screams will still emit
There is no stimulation like the fearless consumed by fear
Harden to the point where the kill draws near - the final stare
Climax above a plateu where the rivulets of blood submerse
Fascinate, mutilate
Fascinate, mutilate
Believ your own supremacy, your need, my gain, you enamoured with a greed
A baseless sentiment to whom? And what?
And why would you cry freely when I can butcher you?
Like I'd care to see you dangling there
In disrepair, the beauty that I gifted
Eyes dilate, your perfect state of being
As I ejaculate - a sensory rush all too sublime
Laughingly spread your legs apart
Now you're fucked
Fascinate, mutilate
Mademoiselle, you failed
Mademoisellte, you're flailing
12. Reek of Putrefaction (Carcass cover)
Snorting the stench of latent effluvium
And maturing damp fumes
This foul menage forces tears to your eyes
As the corpse's gas are exhumed....
Intoxicated by foul body odours
And the nauseating tepid whiff
Pinching your nostrils as you irrigate flatus
From the emaciated stiff...
Volatile entrails fume and steam
As they're meticulously hacked during discission
Evaporating sludge and bubbling pus -
A rotten gaseous expiration...
Maturating corpse, the stale smell of decay and rot
- A sickening asphyxiation
Gross remains gush, innards turn to sludge
- With partial liquefaction...
Smell the rot...
Of the corrupted corpse....
Hallucinogenic trip...
Tissue gases leak - a warm, unpleasant reek
A quite macabre addiction
Deteriorated, bloated corpse - decomposure burning hot
Sniff the smell of carrion...
[Solo: Cadaveric resin]
Inhaling the dank smells
As you gouge out the dripping innards with glee
Succumbling to a translucid state
As you sniff the aroma of necropsy...
Bacterial decomposition
The aroma of fungal/larval infestation
Consuming, ripening slime
As the cadaver is slowly wasting...
Your sore sinews rot, blood curdling coughs
As acrid foetor corrodes your lungs
Body orifices clenched in your teeth
As you frenziedly try to insert the bungs...
Swollen, ripened corpse, the stench of crusting clots
- The smell of stale perspiration
Administering watery gore, you're screaming out for more
- Addicted to putrefaction....
Snort the corpse...
Get high on the rot...
Orgasmic rush...
Turns your brains to pus...
13. Undisputable Misery (live)
Pure annihilation be my game, be my livelihood
The thousands perished merely objects for my amusement
Simple playthings to an overdeveloped mind
A bloody blueprint for a greater genocide
In effect, the consequence of crossing me
Is eternal torture, an application of my misery
For I'm a time that stands still, I am the perfect setting
For an indulgence in your death wish flirting
Dispute my influence all you want
The proof will lie in how I murder you
This time I won't cry, this time I'll make you my bitch
As I open my eyes my lust to kill becomes clear
It is the perfect crime of a passion not yet dead or dormant
Give me the impetus to kill
Just your presence will do
Suffer through the prophecy of me
The long awaited rued
Glare wishfully at the gleaming blade that invites you
To be privy to its sole purpose
With misty eyes gaze in frozen awe at me
While never in control of your destiny
Die
14. Introperversion (live)
With an inspired mind of thoughts impure
I'll conceal my pain, the torture aflame
Fucked in the mind
Jaded design
Cerebrally divine
Rationale benign
Feed the misery intent on destroying me
Bleed from the brain, this vestige of horror
Scream eternally, the possession not dying
Bi-polar dreams of insipid scorn
Feed the misery I sent to destroy me
Bleed from the brain, introverted slaughter
Laugh eternally, a masochists blood-joy
Perversity - a sickness lone
A violent innovation deep in my hate
The taste of spite so pure, the sting of defeat
I am the introperverted
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