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Womb to the Grave

by Petrified Entity

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1.
Grey Days 04:45
Last night I watched myself fall asleep then I flew away My body’s a burden Flew into the midnight sky I never returned How could I return to a gray day? How do I wake up? Floating in the midnight sky Why should I wake up to another gray day? Why don’t I just sleep? Sleep the grey days away Sleep the grey days away… OW! How do I wake up when every day is a grey day? How do I wake up? How do I wake when every day is a gray day? How do I wake up? HOW DO I WAKE UP?! I DON’T WANT TO WAKE UP! How could I wake to another grey day? How do I wake when every day is a grey day? How do I wake up to grey days? How do I wake up To Grey Days! To grey days… HOW DO I WAKE UP?! To a grey day… I must admit I’m growing to like these grey days. Do I wake up? How do I wake up to another grey day? How do I wake up? I must admit I’m beginning to like these grey days Hold on… The silence… The dirt… Hold on… I THINK I’M LIKING THESE GREY DAYS HOLD ON… LOW… HOLD ON… LOW… LOW! GREY DAYS…
2.
You dug your grave The moment you left the womb You dug your own grave from the start The start Six feet under from the start of it all Six feet under form the start You dug your own grave The moment you left the womb You dug your own grave from the start The moment you left the womb Six feet under from the start Six feet under from the start The start of it all The start Six feet under from the start Why don’t you stop to explain yourself? Why don’t you stop? Why don’t you stop to explain your shortcomings? Why don’t you stop to explain your indecencies? EXPLAIN YOUR INDECENCIES WHY DON'T YOU STOP TO EXPLAIN YOUR INDECENCIES? You dug your grave The moment you left the womb You dug your own grave from the start The moment you left the womb Six feet under from the start There’s a demon in your mind Demon in your mind Demon in your mind Creeping from behind… Creeping from behind… YOU DUG YOUR OWN GRAVE. YOU DUG YOUR OWN GRAVE. There’s a demon in your mind Creeping from behind… YOU DUG YOUR OWN GRAVE. YOU DUG YOUR OWN GRAVE. YOU DUG YOUR OWN GRAVE. SIX FEET UNDER FROM THE START OF IT ALL… IT ALL… SIX FEET UNDER FROM THE START!
3.
Invitation 04:28
SLASHING THEIR WAY THROUGH EXISTENCE CUTTING THE EYES OUT OF EVERYONE IN THEIR PATHS THEIR BEDS WERE MADE FROM THE START BUT THE SHEETS WERE WROUGHT WITH DISEASE WE ALL FOLLOWED THEIR LEAD IT GOT US NOWHERE ALL IT GOT US WAS AN INVITATION TO HELL AN INVITATION TO HELL INVITATION TO HELL AN INVITATION AN INVITATION TO HELL TO HELL TO HELL. DISGUISED AS FREEDOM FROM THE MUNDANE BOURGEOISE, OUR CAPITALIST NIGHTMARE, WHEN IN REALITY, THEY JUST HAPPENED TO BE PARTICIPANTS IN THE SCHEME TO LAY WASTE TO OUR DREAMS IN THE WAKE OF THEIR GREED IN THE WAKE OF THEIR GREED ALL THEY GAVE US WAS AN INVITATION TO HELL HELL. AN INVITATION TO HELL! ALL THEY GAVE US WAS AN INVITATION TO HELL! ALL WE GOT WAS AN INVITATION TO HELL. ALL WE GOT WAS AN INVITATION TO HELL.
4.
Stimulating the pineal gland With the resonator Bridging the gap to another dimension With the resonator Resonator Resonator Five senses are not enough For the science buff Five sense are not enough For the science buff Who’s into BDSM BDSM Who’s into BDSM?? You didn’t help each other pass beyond To another dimension Voices in your cranium And an enlarged pineal gland With the resonator Resonator Resonator FIVE SENSES ARE NOT ENOUGH FOR THE SCIENCE BUFF WHO’S INTO BDSM YOU KNOW!! With the resonator Resonator Resonator HE’S A PARANOID SCHIZOPHRENIC WITH AN ENLARGED PINEAL GLAND FIVE SENSES ARE NOT ENOUGH! FIVE SENSES ARE NOT ENOUGH!
5.
Endure 06:27
Here endeth the lesson Jesus wept Here endeth the lesson Jesus wept A life of agony and pain A life of agony and pain A life of agony and pain I welcomed the anguish Into me It’s all over me now It came washing down over me It came washing down over me It came down Wash it down All over me All over me All over me Perhaps there is a torture that we cannot endure Banishment, exile Back to the mortal world Perhaps there is a torture that we cannot endure Banishment, exile BACK TO THE MORTAL WORLD UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH! BACK TO THE MORTAL WORLD BACK TO THE MORTAL WORLD It’s opening now Are you listening now? Jesus wept, so you came here End the lesson now Perhaps there is a torture that we cannot endure Banishment, exile Back to the mortal world Perhaps there is a torture that we cannot endure Banishment, exile BACK TO THE MORTAL WORLD UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH BACK TO THE MORTAL WORLD AGAIN BACK TO THE MORTAL WORLD BACK TO THE MORTAL WORLD AGAIN BACK TO THE MORTAL WORLD THE MORTAL WORLD AGAIN… Life’s a mystery, NOT MALICE It’s a mystery, NOT MALICE It’s a mystery and not fucking MALICE MALICE MALICE MALICE NOT MALICE
6.
Closing In 03:54
We’re frozen, we’re frozen in time Step into the gateway in front of you And enter the glacial realm Ice caps melt Glass is seaping and cutting into my eyes and bones Seeping and cutting into my eyes and bones My bones… Doused in frigid and blinding ultraviolet light… Doused in bitter and blinding ultraviolet light… Ultraviolet light is chasing after you Closing In The darkness, it closes in Darkness closes in What do you do when darkness is closing in? And eviscerating all in its path EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH ALL IN ITS PATH EVISCERATING ALL IN ITS PATH
7.
Navigating the grey areas Silenced by the fog after the rain Drifting just below the moonlight Shifting between lines of black and grey Where the undead reside Where the undead reside Thirsting for nonlinear platforms A crypt outside space and time Interstellar explorers of darkness They hover above the graveyard Interstellar explorers of darkness They hover above the graveyard Translucent nebula of ash and dust Transforms through gravity and dark matter Translucent nebula of ash and dust Transforms into the GALAXY OF THE TOMB The GALAXY OF THE TOMB Just beyond the horizon lies the portal to the realm of the tomb Obelisks there beam and bend with silvery light Transmitting signals of death and turmoil For all eternity to come For all eternity to come For all eternity to come Caught in a FATAL FRAME The death lens of the universe Is zooming in on you And ridding itself of you Expelling itself of you Disposing itself Disposing itself of YOU Ridding itself of YOU of YOU! Interstellar explorers of darkness They hover above the graveyard Translucent nebula of ash and dust Transforms through gravity and dark matter Translucent nebula of ash and dust Transforms into the galaxy of the tomb The galaxy of the tomb Transforms into the galaxy of the tomb TAKES YOU TO THE REALM OF THE TOMB
8.
Life is but a tomb In which we reside Even when we’re alive We rot And defecate And dread And suffer And stumble And shiver Until our skin bleeds We pry our eyes open even when they want to be closed Mind nonexistent Still as the shadows within and those surrounding me Brazed with the shadows (AD INFINITUM)
9.
Stalker 04:52
STALKING YOU UNTIL YOU’RE DEAD LIVING IN FEAR AND NEVERENDING DREAD SLASHED BY A BUTCHER’S KNIFE BLOOD COAGULATED BEFORE STRIFE ROTTEN SKULLS FORGE SERPENTINE PATHS HATEFUL EYE CALLS UPON THE MANIAC THE MUTILATOR RISES TO SLAY ITS VICTIMS WHO ARE ITS VICTIMS? YOUR BLOOD BEGINS TO BOIL YOUR NERVOUS SYSTEM BEGINS TO COIL THIS IS THE LAST SLUMBER PARTY WE’LL EVER HAVE FEAST THE RIDGED BLADE UPON THE SCALP AND SLOWLY BEGIN TO PEEL IT OFF A KNIFE THRUST INTO THE THIRD EYE ECLIPSE INDUCING THE INEVITABLE DEATH TRIP
10.
Enough 06:44
YOU CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF THE STUFF THE STUFF YOU CAN'T GET ENOUGH NO, YOU'LL NEVER GET ENOUGH IT'S COMING OUT YOUR EYEBALLS AND YOUR BRAIN YOUR BRAIN HAS OPENED UP TO THE WORLD YOUR BRAIN HAS OPENED UP YOUR BRAIN HAS OPENED UP TO THE WORLD YOUR BRAIN HAS OPENED TO THE STUFF YOU CAN'T GET ENOUGH YOU CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF THE FUCKING STUFF GET ENOUGH HAVE YOU HAD ENOUGH? DID YOU GET ENOUGH? HAVE YOU HAD ENOUGH OF THE STUFF?

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released August 12, 2022

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