This is what happens when I read H.P. Lovecraft and listen to alot of music out of my ordinary rut like Korn, Manson, NiN, Tool and Muse. It is weird, both musically and lyrically. I’d tell you what it is about, but I’m not sure myself…. the lyrics just kinda fell out of mind.
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Verse 1:
Colour unlike those of Pantone
Seeping into all of my bone
Seething, hating, forever menstruating
Bleeding from a slit in my solitary tomb
Killing, spilling, blood lust unfulfilling
Slaughtering the sheeple for the crucial perfume
Chorus:
Burning thru the sludgy darkened wastelands of my mind
Tainted power from the ether cyber demon kind
Verse 2:
Lust that ignites from the heavens
Tasting delights like the heathens
Falling, mauling, flavours enthralling
Driven to spread this smothering gloom
Eating, fleeting, slowly depleting
Craving pushes me to inescapable doom
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