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PSYCHOTOGEN LYRICS
"Perverse and Unnatural Practices" (2001)
1. Venom In The Voice
2. Chaingod
3. Cathexis
4. In The Dust of Your Own Nothingness
5. Tear At The Flesh
6. Follow Me (Into Hell)
7. Psychotogen
8. Death of The Old Ways
1. Venom In The Voice
2. Chaingod
Feeling your control begin to subside.
Intoxicated by the scene; A festival of Flesh.
Helplessly you wait; Anticipation of pain.
Beyond these Earthly bounds, ecstasy awaits.
Consent to my direction, willing in your role.
You suffer pain's infliction upon your shackled flesh.
Aroused, your senses heighten, attuned to my desires.
Sweet caress of leather; adrenaline release.
(Chorus)
Pain! The welcome sting of pain.
Surge! Neuro-Opiate flow.
Transform! Pleasure formed of pain.
Ascend! From the mortal realm.
Is it the pain the lifts you from this world...
To the upper realms of ecstasy's release?
Or is your desire to subjugate your will, to
The manipulation of the Master's hand?
BEG!
Neural modulation of pain clouds experience.
As intensity increases the pleasure overwhelms.
In your stilted world I am...
The light of your salvation...
The darkest of your dreams...
The one you know as god.
Fully you're controlled; Passive subservience.
Physically subdued, mentally released.
Freed through the infliction of hallowed misery,
Suffering your rapture, passage to divine...
(Repeat Chorus)
Lord of your existence, god of your desire...
I release your bounds, as you fall from grace...
3. Cathexis
The Black Abyss; the Gapping Maw at My Core
Is Voracious, so Voracious.
(Deep Vox-Slow)
Overwhelmed by Deepening Despair.
As My Weeping Soul Convulses,
I Cry for Help, I Plead for Help.
(Deep Vox-Fast)
Dominated by my Demons, On Damnation's Edge I Writhe.
Cannibalized by the Ravenous Jaws of Blackened Rage.
Demons Teeth are Tearing through the Muscle of My Soul.
Paralyzed and Suffering.
I stare into the Heart of Hell, the Center of My Pain
Twisting from the Sight, the Image Seared upon My Mind.
(Deep Vox-Slow)
Exiled Parts, Scream to be Heard.
To be Realized; to be Recognized,
To give Voice to their Agony,
(Repeat Deep Vox-Fast)
(Deep Vox-Slow)
I can not Resist these Demons any Longer.
They Rack My Form and Twist My Flesh
Free me; Oh God Free me
(Repeat Deep Vox-Fast)
4. In The Dust of Your Own Nothingness
You've cast aside your legions.
And like demons from the gates,
We perform our work in shadows.
Don't think we fear your strength, when we know where weakness lies,
And the vicious hounds of Hell are moving toward your door.
Uneasy should lie the head
That wears the crown of gold,
For vengeance shall be mine.
Though you view yourself a God, beyond the flaw of man,
You've destroyed the body, and now the head must die.
The forces once behind you,
Are aligning now against you.
Can you taste your own defeat?
For just as mighty Caesar trusted his betrayer,
The ones that you must fear are ones that you once knew.
5. Tear At The Flesh
Existing in a world of inner violence
I fear that my control has slipped away!
Demons rage against their psychic circumscription
Feel their darkness corrupt my will
Solecism resounds within me as...
Demons rape the source of moral trepidation.
(Chorus)
Internal pain...Ultimate pain.
The constant inner need... to tear myself apart.
To fill this inner void I...Must...De...stroy...
My...Self
To make me pay for this I...Will...De...stroy...
My...Self
(Repeat Chorus)
(Deep Vox)
This horrid force...My ugly face.
Now unrestrained... In my tormented mind.
I live in fear... They'll come for me.
Too weak to fight... Their awesome force.
(Repeat Deep Vox)
(Repeat Chorus)
Feel the demons' Claws.
I smell their rancid breath.
Awash with inner peace,
That comes with flowing blood.
I close my weeping eyes,
The demons wait begins...
6. Follow Me (Into Hell)
Thou shalt not revere other gods before myself!
I am the graven form; I wear the mark of Cain!
March...Into darkness!
Love...My power.
Fear...My conviction.
Death...In my service!
I erase their former selves; the psychic slates are cleared.
The deconstructed ego is regressed to primal states.
As the superegotistic other, I provide the moral self.
I prophesy the values; they assimilate the normed
Internalized perspective of their mortal Lord.
I am God among the masses, this pathetic hoard of fools.
From the mouth of darkness my apocalyptic dream
Resonates with narcissistic grandiosity.
Dismantling your reason, the haven of your thought,
I descend into your dreamstate and assume your self-control.
Parasitic violation of my willing host.
The fools that lay their useless lives beneath my feet.
Exert my will...Lay down your lives...Sacrificed...For my desires!
Intoxicating sense...Of absolute control
Internalize My Will...Share my vision
Exterminate yourselves...In my name
Die should I demand...Die should I desire
7. Psychotogen
8. Death of The Old Ways
Silently I watched - as death defiled my world.
Their bloody bodies left - broken where they fell.
But I could not have known - how much had truly died.
Like vermin from the land - a people had been destroyed.
(Chorus)
I've been forced to witness - the butchered innocents
I was witness to...the Death of the Old Ways!
(Repeat Chorus 2x)
Their screams had cut like steel - blades across my flesh.
I fought to hide my face - but they'd crawled inside my head.
I was pulled away - from the carnage at my feet,
With the echoes of their pain - resounding endlessly.
(Repeat Chorus 3x)
I could see the women, I could see the children
Lying heaped and scattered, butchered and discarded.
But something else had died there in the bloody mud.
Something else had died there in that bloody mud.
I held my mother's hand as her body fell to the ground,
And touched her frozen skin as her life drained away.
I watched that desecration through the pristine eyes
Of a frightened child kneeling in his mother's blood.
The hoop of life destroyed by the dying of the dream.
The journey of the spirits...
Was started by the blood spilling from our flesh and covering their hands.
Their prejudicial slaughter was forgotten by the years...
And so it was done.
When I turn to see the past - from the hill of my old age,
I see the slaughtered tribe - discarded in the mud.
The nation was destroyed - the sacred tree is dead.
And so it was done - and so it is over.
I was forced to witness - the butchered innocents.
I can not forget - the Death of the Old Ways!
I was forced to witness - the butchered innocents.
I forever see - the Death of the Old Ways!
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