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INGURGITATING OBLIVION LYRICS
"Voyage Towards Abhorrence" (2005)
1. Unfolding
2. Spiralling Out of The World
3. Veil of Perception
4. Nothingness
5. Poetry of The Flesh
6. Towards The Flickering Light
7. Water of Rebirth
8. Imprecations
1. Unfolding
2. Spiralling Out of The World
The journey on which your mind has set
Out of the body
Into the enfolding layers of tranquility
Eyes are claimed by the whirl that whispers
Drawn inexorably towards its centre
And so is the mind…
Unearthly unfolding
As the looming circles permeate all that is
The Vortex descends…
Carried away by this swirling momentum
Frozen in an incessant pattern
You are spiralling out of the world…
3. Veil of Perception
My mind oscillates
Between nothing and eternity
Reverberating consciousness
Offspring of entropy
Dependent origination
Void-spawned incarnation
Ascending from the
Depths of uncreation
Opening the eyes to the sights
Arising from the joy of void
Reflections, thoughts manifest
That never come to rest
Polychromatic blaze unfolds
A multitude of mirrored selves
Embodiment and recollection
Fracturing reality
There is nothing you’ll see
There is nothing to see
There is nothing you’ll see
As you try to perceive
There is nothing you’ll see
There is nothing to see
There is nothing you’ll see
As all emptiness is perceived
You will see...
I close
My eyes
ceasing
the visions
the world...
reflects itself
Through the gates...
Into the shell
which is me…
There is nothing you’ll see
As all emptiness is perceived
You will see...
I close
My eyes
ceasing
the visions
the world...
reflects itself
Through the gates...
Into the shell
which is me…
4. Nothingness
Darkness, black
In the eclipse distilled...
Leaning to look if foot might pass
Down through that chasm
I saw beneath as far
As vision could explore
Looking as if
Just varnished o´er
With that dark pitch the seat of death
Throws out upon its slimy shores
A reservoir
Of darkness black
As moon – drugs
In th´eclipse distilled
Feeble creature, suffocating, choking, crying, reeling, dying
A cleansing metamorphosis shall sweep away my stupidity
Leaning to look
If foot might pass
Down through that chasm
I saw beneath
As far
As vision could explore
The jetty sides
As smooth as glass
Looking as if just varnished o´er
With that dark pitch the seat of death
Throws out upon…
A reservoir of darkness, black
As witches´ cauldrons are, when
Filled…
With moon drugs in th´eclipse distilled
Leaning to look if foot might pass
Down through that chasm
I saw beneath
As far
As vision
Could explore...
Slumber, Watcher, till the spheres,
Six and twenty thousand years
Have revolved and I return
To the spot where now I burn...
Other stars anon shall rise
To the axis of the skies
The skies…
Other stars anon shall rise
To the axis of the skies
The stars that soothe
The stars that bless
With the sweetest forgetfulness
Only
When my round is o´er
Shall the past
Disturb my door
A reservoir of darkness black
Darkness black as witches cauldrons
5. Poetry of The Flesh
Hast thine eye beheld yon enmity
That dwells in ye Great Deep?
Gazing into ye grand womb, hence
Incising ye vapours that hover above
Why doest thou deify thine own
Ethereal... stillbirth?
Infidel thrall, thou art ye servant of - incessant void,
Thine potency is absorbed by ye barren plains - of yon orbed soul-ruin
Doest thine masturbation by Stygian shores - bring relief?
Ye infamous chasm exhales dulcet symphonies - thou cannot sense
Thus, thou perdition is infinite,
Thou rapist thine innermost companion,
And thine semen restrains thine…
Poetry… of the flesh
Doest thou transgress ye dreams from beyond…?
Thou… rejoicest in thine glory obscured,
Idea parts from ye incarcerated entity
That writhes in physical dimensions,
The Great Deep vomits forth yon
Ethereal foetus - that makes ye angels weep,
Doest thou desire to accept its eyes…?
Art thou willing to transfix ye dreams from beyond?
Thine disdain of ye transcendent symphony enslaves ye image
Of Creation and thereupon bringest forth ye loss of paradise,
Art thou ye one almighty besmeared with ye blood of all gods?
Thine eye beheld yon enmity
That dwells in ye Great Deep?
Gazing into ye grand womb, hence
Incising ye vapours that
Hover above
Thou divest into ye
Exhalations…
To assume and inhale
Ye metrical lunacy
That savest thee from
Ye immanent
Stygian Flood…
Infidel thrall, thou art ye servant of - incessant void,
Thine potency is absorbed by ye barren plains - of yon orbed soul-ruin
Ye infamous chasm exhales dulcet symphonies - thou cannot sense…
Thou divest into ye exhalations to assume and inhale ye metrical lunacy
That savest thee from ye immanent Stygian Flood,
Thou art interwoven with ye pulse beyond,
Doest thou perceive ye desperate call from ye fathomless pits?
Thine disdain of ye transcendent symphony enslaves ye image
Of Creation and thereupon bringest forth ye loss of paradise,
Art thou ye one almighty besmeared with ye blood of all gods…?
6. Towards The Flickering Light
Stars that soothe, stars that bless
With a sweet forgetfulness
Other stars anon shall rise
To the axis of the skies
Gazing towards this flickering light
Existence within a lie…
7. Water of Rebirth
Fade from stasis Into disgust, misery
And the cold light of dawn
My body breaks to blossoms blooming
The flowers of filth
Entangling roots winding deeper
Enter the womb… wound
Become the festering flesh of mother earth
Sinking deeper the remains
Touching the bitter waters of rebirth
That which is left, leaving
Descend to the inmost darkness itself and beyond,
Become the festering flesh of mother earth
Touching the bitter waters of rebirth
Crawling further towards the promise of an end
Exhale the soul and putrefy
Flesh and spirit parting ways
Destination emptiness
Where all creation resonates
Reunite with the current that streams below
Out Into the all-embracing vastness dark…
Exhale the soul and putrefy Flesh and spirit parting ways
Destination emptiness Where all creation resonates
Thoughts arise
Like clouds of flies
From my corpse on which they dine
A swarming mass
As memories scream
Raving of the final dream
Escape the vicious ways
Into the waves
Permeate the sea of fate
Reunite with the current
That streams below
Dissolve within the pulse
Throbbing perpetually… in eternity
Lest the call of resurrection
Awakens us and we drown
8. Imprecations
Gazing at the idol’s countenance - stern,
lethargic - of divine voracity.
Gaping at this senescent composition -
an impromptu of the grand opacity.
This downhearted Godhead stares into nothingness,
these eyes were carved to conceive interstices
that infix the essence of the element,
emanating sectarian envy…
Gazing at this idol’s countenance - vain
Withered decayed and defaced by conceit
Gaping at this decrepit composition - stone
Woven into the stifling air it breathes
Breathing finiteness, age, deceit
I vomit forth an imprecation of the incomplete,
cursing this ignoramus in his sacrilegious sleep.
This imprecation of the incomplete
curses the crippled face in its eternal sleep
Saviour clad in word made flesh turned into stone
Craving for souls to build a dismal throne
Shaped by the ravings of those lost in folly
Dreams of the filthy to revel in purity
Thy gaze meets mine – the serpent uncoils
Behind the eyes worlds unfold
In this distorted dimension dominated by disease
I move in a multitude of colours and forms multiplex
In this raped unity devoid of ease
I masturbate upon the Divine - oblique, convex.
A vibrant idea of freedom,
dreaded as the Great Beast,
indulging in blasphemous wisdom,
rejoices in the intellect’s feast…
Rise above the misery
Rise above the scourge
Rise above the misery that heaven sent…
I mock the grimace of this infidel nonentity
Clad in denial and masochistic vanity
In solemn posture frozen
Forlorn saint swathed in shadow
Unmoved eyes, petrified impotent monstrosity
An image of what is inexplicable unveiled
Embodiment of lust to dominate…
…Dominate the profane…
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