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Black Bile (intro)
04:06
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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
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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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Corrupt and Destroy
11:54
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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
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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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7. |
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04:41
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8. |
Limbo, the Silent Dream
33:55
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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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Benighted Illusion Port Talbot, UK
Lucid torture perpetuated by celestial forces
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