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CREATIVE WASTE LYRICS

Colonies

"Colonies" (2005 Demo)

1. God of Excrement
2. Monstrosity
3. Saturation of Oblivion
4. Reverend Palmers was a Good Man
5. Autopsy Infringement







1. God of Excrement

I deposit my intake of sediment from Mormon rain,

Like dust to speckles of ash, I wither like tomorrow’s never-ending winter,

The tides above me exhale whispers as genuine as leprosy on a luminous afternoon,

I thought I had found you, but my inmost mind repeats time like yesterday reborn,




2. Monstrosity

Back and forth they swing in my backyard like the dull afterthoughts of a picturesque bloodbath,

The remains of the earth that fed you wisdom grits its teeth and hides satisfaction,

Providing the disease that sets our souls free from gorgeous red on the foot trails of tragedy,

Dreams are only malfunctioned thoughts put into perspective,

The good old days of amnesia are like gold to my comatose wonderland,

I, the son of disease, give life to immunity in advance,




3. Saturation of Oblivion

Austere I’ve become, delusional yet brainwashed by your lucrative arts of forgery,

It weakens my taste like constant lavender in god’s blue world,

Frailty has led me to disease in this sin-ridden abattoir,

My schizophrenia feeds me stories of the sun,

How bleak and tormented it has become since its segregation from the moon,

A world that rots and lets itself decay with time is a world of dreams,

I’ve been saturated in oblivion,




4. Reverend Palmers was a Good Man

He's now decomposing in the corner of my dressing room,




5. Autopsy Infringement

Standing in cold rivers blank with scraped bullets on my chest,
Deep solvent blue cried the ocean, pried in two halves of a cloned circle,
Half of which belonged to earth, and the other belonging to her,
Venomous shots of acid rain disguised as seraphs from the heavens suck phenol out of the devil’s casket,
While a whisper imprinted in blood cascades the ever-flowing rivers of her progeny,
In its grasp lay a butcher knife and an empty body bag, my time has finally come,
Cast your shadow; awaken the ministry of flames,
Miscast the salt on increments of rare earth,
I’ve met the devil in his allotropic form,
Casting webs of lies atop my seductive exoskeleton,

 


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