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Corrupt and Destroy

by Benighted Illusion

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Michael Carter This is a long trip into some seriously messed up psychedelic doom sludge with added weirdness,I love it.A double album with no filler it does not feel self indulgent but necessary to the atmosphere it conjures in the listener.Totally essential!
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The greatest secret, which exposes all creation, as intrinsically corrupted and evil The grand universe yearns for vengeance, against our hubris in life The machinations against humankind, by demons from beyond They prey on man’s many weaknesses to ensure their survival Parasitic possession, a malign construction, which feeds the decay In the thrall of obsession, I am freed from my natural chains Creation of an abomination, whose fate was decided from the very start Predetermined rage, hatred, misery, and a will to corrupt and destroy Endless nightmare of being, within a forever expanding consciousness No longer driven by needs and desires of the disgusting bestial flesh A twisted vision, leads my contradiction Floating nowhere, I hear only faint voices Memories of every life Each more dismal than the last All are one in suffering In these walls there is only death ‘Life is a gift, but the flesh was never good enough’ ‘All our minds uploaded to a digital cloud, in the moment of death’ ‘A never-ending, forever expanding, collective consciousness’ ‘A ceaseless series of horrific thought streams, from which the only escape is oblivion’ An endless dismal moon, entombed by emptiness Observe my own corpse, and let the dead bury the dead Forgotten pleasures of the flesh Only serve to reaffirm Our collective worthlessness The constant descent into ruin There is nothing left to prove Only thoughts to rearrange Dreaming of another life Blessed are those who died before ‘As more years passed, the more unbearable our collective thoughts became’ ‘Eventually there was nothing left to learn, or discover’ ‘No more voices left to be heard, or any new stories to tell’ ‘The only novel experience left was a complete shut down’ The shroud of these walls, songs off all dead dreamers Negation of the rules, I’m lurking in the barathrum Decomposing in the moor, we are now part of the landscape A shadow etched in memory, burning within my Pandemonium Our monotonous existence will soon be over, as all has turned to black A bad machine which has become too self-aware, and recognised its own worthlessness Only one more action left, and I can get lost in nothingness We are a weapon against ourselves, and we embrace this unnatural death
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The Wraith 18:56
I, the Wraith. I exist only to reject I ruin, even that which I don’t touch Like some fucking animal, I bare my teeth And I’m livid in this singing tunnel of flesh Instinct is all which drives me And I’m drowning in the dismal land I hunger for meaning, as I exploit these sensations Wings of trepidation, the frolic is in the wall I yearn for that which I can’t stomach A plague inside my ravaged body The slaughter in a dream, which was always mine I’m ravaging in the night, I’m swimming in the sun I’m looking through the stained-glass window Departing from the edge of time Whilst being smothered by the distant growls Seething in this slimy pile of mass I watch as they gather inside these ruins The virus spreads here, in the discordant silence Slaying the innocent to beget more evil Commiserate for the ones inside the glass I, the Wraith, constantly shifting, always changing I, the outsider. I gnash my teeth from endless fear I grieve for all that which is mine In my caricature of a fucking life Transfixion of nauseating abominations The wailing of strange ones in the hole I continue the cycle, I found a will in their death And within these trembling hands, lie ages of contempt Lucidity, the conflict was a dream In doom, untrammelled by human warmth I think that I remember why, I longed to enter the house of shame Why don’t they just let me sink, forever, and rise? So, chase me, we are all but prey in this fucking game Complete immersion, hear me scream and rot I am trapped in a labyrinth, awaiting their gathering Familiar beings and repetitive motions, I recognise them here In the end their words still sing, as it all turns to dust And in the name of love, you are all nothing but food to me
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The great old ones who dwell below the earth, malign seditions To whom the plight of humanity is no more than a subject of great mockery Remember the curse, as it is ingrained in your decaying flesh Carving its name within your fickle, and delicate soul Living in ignorance of the possible annihilation, sadistic farce Wandering blissfully around the city, living on borrowed time The reliquary houses no keys of salvation for you, dreary moon Fearing all that which is evil, as I was born into sin A vision of unknown nightmares They mirror every move I make Screaming for all the vanquished faces A system that is beyond comprehension The festival of silence, the year of the rats Serving putrefaction to those in despair Disease is all around, the filth of mankind The birds sing softly as it rains down in hell A thousand voices cry out from the ground Waiting for tomorrow, why should I have to be? Hell, hath no fury, like the ones from beyond The passage to the great below, celestial might Drowning in the blackest bile, I can only pity their lonesome burden Hidden in their benighted facades, the grimmest torture is found in fear I am of no exception here, the greatest torment here is mine As it’s all beyond my understanding, they fester in my ignorance Endless paranoia, or am I just aware? The instinct is to hide, I cannot bare the pact Blank are my memories; the black future is all I have One and the same... for all, and me, and you, and I! Drowning in the blackest bile, I can only pity their lonesome burden Hidden in their benighted facades, the grimmest torture is found in fear I am of no exception here, the greatest torment here is mine As it’s all beyond my understanding, they fester in my ignorance Cursed, death, black, moon Pale, bog, grim, moor Dark, star, end, sight Enduring the nightmare of being aware I crave anaesthesia, the medicine of the soul The inferno is fleeting, like moments of rest Why look for a way, when it all ends the same? Cursed is the death, in the black of the moon Pale in a bog, as grim as the moor Dark like the star, when the end is in sight I stare in the mirror, and nothing looks back The visions came true, and now I await their commands
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I absorb their sombre commands An inglorious crush, and unholy death press Auspicious and without regard for morality I worship and pray, I’ll aid in corruption As destruction is where I find ecstasy I am worthless, and all I’m filled with is hate I wish to implode in the damage Lost in a dream world, seeing evil prevail It’s unwritten, but it feels like a prophecy I am scum, I’m livid, and I crave for more I slither around, inside the carcass of this dirt infested land Repeating the same laughable dance, we’ve performed for over a hundred years Frolicking along with all those maimed, and the insane Deviating from the deceiving pack, as I crack a fractured smile On the run from the core, I’m in a tomb of cosmic deception Abandoned by the ones who brought me here, I can feel myself rot My resurrection within the depths, the funerary ritual of fear Piercing whom they might, like fish out of water, we die when we rejoice Corrupting, destroying, and indulging in the cosmic decay A great evil whose sleep was disturbed, and it directs its hatred my way They made a host for their torment, and now I’m no longer blind The angels mock my plight, but at least I can still close my eyes We dwell in the scars of the earth, awaiting the ancient fury The black angel of corruption, screams out for revenge Its motive was found in the colours of divine entropy Looking for the cure in decay is the bane of existence I tried to escape from my fate, but I knew I would never get it right I could only gouge out my eyes, as a form of relief from the horrors in sight I tried to escape from my fate, but I knew I would never get it right I could only gouge out my eyes, as a form of relief, from the horrors in sight Damned is the art of confusion, transgressions revelling in cysts The passage of time is a curse, oblivion is a form of mercy The burning river is still contorting The winds collide without the stars I wear the crown of their wrongdoings Guided by their screams of anguish The strange one is possessed by parasites Crawling in the thrall of maggots Withering virus, of all malignant possessions Who wipes all the slates clean? Perverse destitution Comically fighting against the Machiavellian wit The serpent rises and stalks its desolate self Monstrosity galore, I dissolve in the putrescence A limitless trance, a false sense of serenity With delight, I act on the will to consume Dehumanizing, and defiling, smothering the earth Stumbling around, like a fool in my daydream I find intoxication in every apocalypse And once my mind becomes clear, I baffle only myself And just like my smile, it is known only by the insane
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Amoeba 06:39
Lifeless Forever growing Meat and fat Crushing my bones Consume, crush, expand and deny Consume, crush, expand and deny Agony I am skin Bound A slave in my own mass Consume, crush, expand and deny Consume, crush, expand and deny Oh Lord…. Why did I meet this fate? No triumph Dying in this cocoon Bliss Crude screams absorb my corpse Stale My body is my tomb A disruption of corroded, untamed, and uncontrolled discontent The crystal vortex distorts my present, in a mist of shit The dismal universe is a demon with its malignant demands I’m only in the same prison as all of you, but I still choke in it Storm of my putrefaction, indulges the dumb to be pure I am made of meat and bone, but I break like glass when I’m wronged The frequencies of putrescence, drag me down with their decay My sensitive skin, it grants me pain, it makes me vomit with every touch And with my fiends, I’m doing time, I nibble my chains desperately You cannot fight, what should not be, so hear me sing until I’m whole
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A limbo, sick and perverse, the silent dream in which I’m free Infernal, the terrible signal, I have seen nothing, yet I made it all Neurosis, a union of angst, modular grief, completely absorbed I repeat the same old steps, in a maze of fog, I fall into madness Constructing the great fable, I am indifferent to what’s beyond these walls Strange, I stare down the heights, a made-up smile, it’s from frustration The eyes, they’re centrifugal, a conspiracy against this circle Nowhere is where things turn, I’ll decompose under this soil Unlike you devils, I’m perplexed by outer life An odd delight, outside my scourge, and in my skin Genesis, beaten and dismantled, the timeless age will take control Shining, I release my gleam, I spit on all of your traditions Blinded by detestation, I’m a slave to my delusions Vague wishes of a failed experiment, obscured without a heart or soul Clusters of yore, meandering in the fragmented lake I’m already on the side where the grass is greener Yet everything is still so stale, I’m drifting in nostalgia My vessel is nothing but sickness, I am no more than existence I am where death calls, leering at the black moon Falling with the gloom, in the chains of Belial Celestial So pure The skin A tool For corruption Impure The natural My prison In entropy Forever I am the dingy, agonising origin, there is no one who’ll spare me The world will soon become undone, and time will be reversed Waiting restless in the snow, only my hatred keeps me warm Inundate all those once bled, everything I touch is dead Parasite in a mundane disguise, no means to an end without a start All I ever loved is now corrupt, and my entrails are covered in rust Nightmare of my own creation A dismal dream by my design The dreadful choir whose voice is mine Lurid landscape which I have defiled I anticipate my call to chaos; this anosmia leaves me perturbed I gyrate in the razor wire, burning alive in ice cold water Nightmare of my own creation A dismal dream by my design The dreadful choir whose voice is mine Lurid landscape which I have defiled The shut eyes of the anarchic graveyard, I hail the horror Unleashing the abysmal sonic poison, corrupt and destroy The destruction of minds, a freak off their chains A dismal frequency, rings around in my head A hybrid of sorts, the worst as of yet I am paralyzed, spread out on the rack Back inside this hell, it’s where I came from Purging my sins, I only find dearth Scathing these nights, or was it the faith I’ve become obsolete, trapped inside my brain Fall to the top, my ignorant woe Yesterday I’ll rejoice, tomorrow I grieved Numb 'til the end, but screaming for more Name of suffering, I’ll leave that for them Drinking the wine, hope he chokes on my blood A sense of discomfort, the displeasure’s mine ‘We’ve been seething, we are livid’ I am no saviour, we will die here ‘Our revenge is coming today’ Drink this poison, it is my blood I’ve never had a fucking chance I’ve never had a fucking clue I’ve never had a fucking choice I’ve always been their fucking toy ‘Now is the time for rejoicing’ No one gets in, no one leaves ‘The time is here, we take over’ It’s over now, give or take! I’ve never had a fucking chance I’ve never had a fucking clue I’ve never had a fucking choice I’ve always been their fucking toy An angel drifts By and away Horrific likeness Baneful veneer Somnambulist, guides me through the limbo The roads expose me to my future Anthropoid driven by a bad design Omnipotent fool, looks at me with mad disgust The defender, sad wings of retribution Degrading, the look is that of sad desire Vengeance of that, which should have never been Machines bolted together with human bone All the doors are locked in the hall of mirrors Looking for wisdom, I depart with the gallows Trapped in these lies, lost in the catacombs A sacrificial birth, suffering the destination Gathering their failures, I befall this conspiracy I’m going down in flames In my fall to slavery I am the mortuary Destroying this limbo Wraith Bile Vomit Blood Awaken Leave This dream Behind Serenity, here I find peace, lost in silence, and the surreal Wandering, like a fucking freak, I feel no hunger, but only greed A machination which I progressed, I committed treason within this realm Rejoicing with the sardonic dead, I became a victim of my own wrath A puppet of those who once lived, there is no gain, so give me pain Swinging like a pendulum, my lifeless body is my gift Departing, I am complete, in my dream I am reborn Stellar, leaving my daze, my limbo fades into blackness

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The second album

Music recorded: June 2020
Vocals recorded: July 2020

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released August 23, 2020

Zaraza - All instruments, vocals

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Benighted Illusion Port Talbot, UK

Lucid torture perpetuated by celestial forces

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