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"Possessed"
Awaken my fate with vice
Parallel strings of smoke meander through the nose
My gaze is fixed with bite
I think when our lives bled euphemistic lies
My euphoric high bade euphemistic lies
I think when our lives bled euphemistic lies
My euphoric high bade euphemistic lies
I inject myself
I inject myself in your veins
I invoke myself
I invoke myself through your veins
We’ll trade pounds of flesh with
a dagger
And scream through bloody corridor
Away ‘til my sulken mind leaves my ravaged body to return for more
Unconscious my mind wisps unfettered free as thunder wind
Blinding, unnerving my eyes peel ajar again
Knife in my back from an old nemesis
Glazed with cordial invite and a fiery kiss
Afflicted with dualist woe
Your flashing fleeting eyes lock cold in my devise
Never enforced the instantaneous
Evil physiognomous
I inject myself
I inject myself in your veins
I invoke myself
I invoke myself through your veins
~lyrics by Rahne Pistor
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The Charred Gavel
03:13
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“The Charred Gavel”
I see the burning flesh
Cover my tracks while
Raise my head high
Cloak me in this guise
To live is to defile
‘Cause I see the burning flesh
We cast you out as a truly impenitent relapsed heratic of the Holy Father
(There she roamed!)
You succumbed obstinately to the black maladies we ensure moribund terror this day
May it content you to know you’ve been cast out, confessed through the honorable courage of your own brother
(There she roamed!)
Amidst changing faces humanity will forevermore choose itself as its greatest prey
I spy the envious
Hunt thee enemy eyes
No reason to hide
‘Cause purity is my life
No reason to hide
‘Cause purity burns me high
Nervous uncertainty borders hilarity
Unanswered impatience fosters insanity
Pleasurable sublimity, wretched tranquility
Dreadful fantasy, pent-up reality
Painful ecstasy, damned faculty
Concrete frivolty, echoing cruelty
Once one slew in the name of liberty
Henceforth perish in the name of piety
Waiting for prime opportune
Black gavel to swing down on me
Stupefied by crimson heat
Clouds speaking, melting I’m still whole
credits
~lyrics by Rahne Pistor
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Circus Faustus
03:12
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"Circus Faustus"
A carnival nears where you can stuff your goozly gut with servings of schadenfreude frightful delight
Orchestra Onan, where will they perform? At the marriage of Troubled Smiles to Mischievous Grins
I can hear the barking, I can hear the barking, I can hear the barking of the devilish pitchman
I can hear the barking, I can hear the barking, I can hear the barking of the devilish drone
Daddy, oh, daddy! Oh, can we go see?
Apocalypse has sucked us in
Daddy, oh, daddy! Oh, can we go see?
Daddy snatches us with a look of scorn
He can hear the barking, he can hear the barking, he can hear the barking of the devilish pitchman
He can hear the barking, he can hear the barking, he can hear the barking of the devilish drone
Glut…Sirrah! Sirrah!
Fetch me the droppings of the stars
Fetch me teenage eternity
Fetch me the ointment of lust
And leave bellyfuls of false hopes
Be beguiled by the glistening whistling carnival at nocturne
Hear the starry-eyed equivocal screams of children in a roller coast ride fantasy
So far from impending adult drudgery
Wander past the epileptic flashing lights
The teenage parking lot make out sites
Past the dizzying scent of funnel cake
To a hazy perimeter where you spy
The timeless World of Wonders
A sideshow world of freaks, geeks and pickled punks
I can feel the heads of floating frizzy dunces
Virulently rehearsing colorful dances
Colorful wind fangs nip my trembling hand
To the amateurish score of troubled marching bands
They can hear the barking, they can hear the barking, the can hear the barking of the devilish pitchman
They can hear the barking, they can hear the barking, they can hear the barking of the devilish drone
As my head spins, as my stomach churns
I can see the
Giggling, bubbling egos glowing bloated
~lyrics by Rahne Pistor
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The Sixth Chamber Los Angeles, California
THE SIXTH CHAMBER is a library in hell where the world’s darkest secrets are kept in neatly arranged volumes on shelves. The musical mysterians have accumulated a long and storied recording legacy of gothic, doom, metal, experimental, blues, psychedelic, fantasy/horror and poetic influences evident in their rock ’n’ roll explorations of the mythic, mystic and phantasmic. ... more
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