Burn The Priest - Burn The Priest lyrics


01. Bloodletting

Archaic methods transfer through
well in the face of mass denial.
Bitterness fuels the mode
for the escape of mediocrity.
Stepping the grate,
shattered nerves ground down
to a glass edge carrying me away.
Bloodletting a favorite game of solitaire.
A suicide mission destined to fail,
a moving ladder to climb taking me away.
I wouldn't have it any other way.

02. Dimera

With just a flick of the opal banded finger
I will throw you into a concentric mental decline.
I control your elation, I control your depression.
I take as I wish memory, clothed in a raiment noir.
(I take you under my black wing.)
I take you under my dark wing and nurture
you in hate to dwell forever in a Maison Blanche.
Purity through corruption,
who am I to blame when your basest instincts are realized?

03. Resurrection #9

Lay waste torn as under weak and lost in the past.
Obfuscates the self mind, ripped it away.
Cobwebs and motes in the eye of the sun god.
I think not, serpent get thee behind me.
Eradicated your somnambulant enigma.
This field has lain fallow, won't erode,
won't soak up the sediment from your poisoned mind.
No, I won't soak up your misery,
won't soak up your weakness,
won't soak up your banality.
Taste vanadium,
wide awake realizing what you've done.
Taste the frost,
you chose your own death
you know that you choose well.
I hate myself but not as much
as I hate you.
Tear yourself down.

04. Goatfish

Ripped out all the options,
busted broke still drunk on
hubris and the night before.
Mechanically destroying the self, pushing.
Annihilate, live in the vernacular.
Deconstruct through alcohol,
pacify with the liquid placebo.
Flatline of the cranium,
my only wish to destroy.
You just met the last motherfucker
who truly does not give a fuck: Goatfish

05. Salivation

Smothered under your affection,
solitude an acquisition,
symbiosis turned parasitic.
Now I'm starting to regret this,
dying to be alone.
Bleed me as I'm dying to be alone.
A weight on my back
a noose around my neck
a clot in my veins
a worm in my gut
all this and more are you.
Please leave me alone.
I can't breathe air from your mouth
I can't move in your embrace
I need a void in my life
but you've taken all the nothing.

06. Lies Of Autumn

As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper,
thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke
rising from a butt ground out on my arm.
Step into this decay and experience dissolution.
Crucified on a plank of cruelty,
crucified on a plank of apathy
to sleep the winter away.
Immobile for the cold duration.
Huddled in isolation,
to sleep the winter away.

07. Chronic Auditory Hallucination

Picking crumbs from the beards of others,
futile organisms with no spine.
Human lice with no spine slips
into a neural wreck of humanityâs rot.
Trust ripping away, dying.
Your breed is weak,
the taste of strength bitter to your palate of doubt.
A remnant of what was, once left,
a relic you pissed it away.
Your breed is weak, a thing so weak.
Mutual downslide into mediocrity,
you knew better but you pissed it all away.

08. Suffering Bastard

Shorn of apocryphal pride,
the locks falls predicting strife.
Cranium exposed, denial of aesthetic.
Push it a little farther.
All of this burnt to ashes,
all of this torn to rags.
I don't know what the fuck have I become?
Synapses snapping mortality decimated.
Breakdown whiskey shifts hate into overdrive.
Realizing it's murder of the self so clean.
Hand reaches out desecrates impunity.
Ripping away foundation's identity replacing with shame.
Transgression mythologized, indiscretions immortalized.
Anger inflamed with dry rot, pushing towards severance.
What a bloody mess. Visiting dark sites unknown,
grief lands like a ton of bricks. All of this burnt to ashes,
all of this torn to rags.

09. Buckeye

Turn on all the light and punch them out.
All four burners going, pile it on fire.
Metal sparks in the nuclear box.
Fist through a window pane and our
broken coffee cups litter the kitchen floor.
Smoke rolling across the ceiling suck
down the bride's champagne and swallow
a few more sleepy ones.
Pass the bottle to none and swing from the gate.
Speak in the name of suffering as loud as it gets.
Knuckled holes in everything spittle
and love fling into a crying eye that runs away.
A dead dog in the street nothing brings a slain king back.
You'll never know the bittersweet smell
of leaving this world of your own volition.
So jacked up.

10. Lame

Whine, whine, whine.
How can you afford to throw me those looks
when you haven't pulled the bloody wool
from over your eyes yet?
How can you say those things to me
when you haven't pulled the boot
of the past out of your mouth?
Tepid morals personality set for easy
calibration knowledge of importance paramount.
Marooned a suicidal caste deal with isolation
grease the wheels chameleon.
Sliding through social strata and yet you still whine.
Your conviction is merely iconographic.
I'm so sick of hearing you whine shut up.

11. Preaching To The Converted

The Public wants what the public gets.
Lazarus himself wouldn't rise into this world.
Decry relativity damned petulant for
seeing through a Trojan horse
full of zyklon while Judas' coffers overflow.
What? New world (dis)order is nothing new.
Choking on poison air pouring whiskey
into crescent moon lacerations.
Time to bite the hand that beats.
Teach our children well, teach them to kill.
Global jihad for a thousand years.
Sanctified our blood spills, sutured with commodities.
Iron fist in silken glove ripping away autonomy,
replacing with a placebo.
Realize that our wounds will never heal
while Judas' coffers overflow.

12. Departure Hymn

We are in this world not of it.
Spreading like vermin the last of the breed.
Screaming into an urban wind broken glass
asphalt undertow trash blows down deserted streets.
This organism will survive and breed.

13. Dwayne

Flickering lies glazed cornea creating cerebral corpses.
A senseless data overload a prime-time hypnosis bow to idiot box.
Self-induced anueretic sty waves flatline
encapsulated time tape eraser mind waste away your life.