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Bad Faith
04:53
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To see the world, inhabit a man
Inevitable death, a worthless streak
Cascade of distraction, suffering among
Idyllic promises, the soul will never keep
Blind to conviction, forfeit existence
Sentenced by naivety
Devotion to failure, embodied loss
Conforming to my own decay
Obscuring myself, in solitude
To paint my life with my own twin
Miserable purpose, confusing betrayal
Violating yourself from within
Each day imprisoned, rejected and feared
Isolated, intentions concealed
A blessing of evil, a crown of hope
A traceless farewell in a world of ultimate tragedy
And death is final, no time to rewrite
From within my wounds etched in spite
Doomed to serve, no longer to fight
Take my darkness in light of my light
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2. |
No Exit
07:00
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You are alone again
In sweet insanity
The only thing to do is hide yourself from reality
Voices crying out
Only to be swept
From the barren plane by the only sound you can hear
No Exit
This life before me chaste my soul
No Exit
What life beneath chased after me?
Perception, Austere
These monuments do not fear
You try to reflect when
You try to continue
Enshrouded, Unreal
These monuments do not heal
I will not wait to die
I will not say goodbye
Only in quiet places
As deep as eternity
Can you hide from the pain
You stray from the sun
They are calling your name
Wishing only for death
Locked inside yourself where only memories die
No Exit
This life before me chaste my soul
No Exit
What life beneath chased after me
Perception, Austere
These monuments do not fear
You try to reflect when
You try to continue
Enshrouded, Unreal
These monuments do not heal
I will not wait to die
I will not
Trapped in my eternal death
Severed I am alongside filth
Pale complexion I return to this
Repressing laughter through my tears
I was once alive and breathing, now I have withered away
This struggle inside me, absurdity has plagued me to this day
Tempted by death, my cowardice, I am a walking cliché
My hapless soul, is suffering, yet this life’s been taken away
Crying through hell when will my soul die?
Look around me these fucks got by?
Where are the others, did they just lie?
Immune to freedom, I pray now please die
Die
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3. |
Nausea
06:40
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Internal kaleidoscope
Commands of a misanthrope
What have you, I do not?
This lifeless pursuit of thought
Beneath, the faucet creaks
Exposed, my freedom leaks
Erupt by candlelight
These vibrant shades of sight
Reflecting the power shines
Conceal yours, this is fine
Unfazed, a paragon
Agitation an idol pawn
Neglect, a planned obstruction
Capacity of abduction
Fatigue, my illusion
Rescued by your god delusion
Nausea, a faceless fraud
Help me I pray to god
Frustration my own freedom
Crafted intent to mistreat them
Nausea, a faceless fraud
Numbness I swear to god
Caged in, retrieving the feeding
Disrupt, rotten, and excreting
Decomposing it slowly leaves my periphery
Yet with my conscious gone I can’t repress this urge again
Perception at will, welcome to this pose once more
Rotting from the stench I hope these chills will not endure
Constraint, welcome mine
Intact marked as I resign
Ignored, as I collapse
Still bemused, a collective relapse
Lied and mocked, doomed to despair, exploit my hope
Onward to another day before my life ends again, just an ornament of freedom
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4. |
Hell is Other People
17:27
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So here we are
This is what it looks like
Not much for comfort
But that’s of no concern now
Stripped of dignity
Embracing the misery
Left alone with only thoughts
Inside this room, left to rot
Entering
Brandishing
Scrutiny
Despair
Torturer
Separation
Anxiety
Desolation
Moving for a mirror
None can be found here
No image, no reflection
Grasping for perception
Courteous, Mysterious
Sympathetic, diplomatic
Callous, Malice
A twisted mouth
Fear has, no place here
It’s pointless now
Suffering has yet to begin
Just wait for what's in store
I have wronged
I have sinned
I will face my destiny
In walks beauty, the absent
No tormentor in sight
Laughable thoughts ignite
Lament this mirthless rite
Reflection on the past
Silent contemplation at last
Everything left to chance
Conjecture, yet to pass
Erroneous judgement led down this rabbit hole
A sickening smile disturbs the wretched
Transgressions laid to bear
The prosecutor, made clear
Be it greed, be it envy
No miscreants worth saving
Solace in silence
Rumination
Enslaving
True vanity
Exposed
Reticent
Repose
Filthy human nature
No matter the nomenclature
The grace, the allure
Too much to endure
Imperfection, indiscretion
Diabolical perfection
Passivity, personality
Ubiquity excreting
Never alone, forsaken
Realize escape is fleeting
Adultery, savagery, barbaric intent
Sapphic pleasures and a rope around the neck
A bastard child, asphyxiation, regret, to go along with a bullet to the head
I have wronged
I have sinned
I will face my destiny
No assistance is required
The time for aid expired
With all the “human feeling” gone
There is no link, no bond
Atrabilious, dejected, rotten to core
Only a touch is not so easily ignored
Was cowardice the key?
Gather the strength to leave
Cannot let the matter be
Subjected to this agony
Hell is other people
The passion resounds
The knife comes crashing down
The howling, ensuing
Humanity's undoing
Paper falls to the floor
All the residents abhor
Let’s get on with it
Let’s get on with it
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