Bone Casket Lyrics

The effluvial grime

From these tomes

Arcane knowledge

From the ones who

Share his dreams

He gives no comfort

Brings no respite

This flagrant terror

It fills the core of me

Free from all conscious

The tendrils of old

Bind themselves to my flesh

And for this moment

The mortal folly of man

I can see beyond god

Without the eyes to betray me

A sycophantic display

Of retention

Corpses in my stellar graveyard

To decay in my state of mind

Projections

Clandestine

An ineffable change

To the flow of age

And syncopation

Of an unfeeling eternity

Burrowing beneath my skin and my flesh

Slowly turning me

Into a puppet

Who's constantly learning

The sway of the universe

Belching and churning

My vessel is full

My plectrums are hung

In one fluid motion

I've turned from the sun

Appalling

This knowledge has

Clung to the well of my soul

With trembling breath

As if a tornado with any name

Could be less deadly

Like death

Situational sensations

Evade my apathy

My agony

My brightest day

A star renamed

I'll burn my name

Into this life, red

My brightest day

A star renamed

I'll burn my name

Into this life, red

When the night spreads

Wake up in a daze

Dream of places where the ocean

Meets the sun

To my defense

Exposure to this knowledge

Taking dominion over my bones

Distortion reigns

And any shred of harmony

I once held steadfast

Must fall to the wayside

The shades in my head

Hide a stabbing desire

To coalesce matter

Marauding

Appalling

Destroying it after

Laughing and spilling its blood

And Performing a sacrifice

Welcome and worship disaster

Restlessly reeling in constant disgust

Grotesque incantations

Erupt from my stomach

Unconscious but powerful

Wills come to surface

The masochist desire screams

I must be punished

As if a tornado with any name

Could be less deadly

Like death

Situational sensations

Evade my apathy

My agony

It brings no comfort

Brings no respite

This flagrant terror

It fills the core of me

My senses dulled, slow

Gnaw at my soul, cold

The final thrashes have ceased

The plaster slips through the mold

And for this moment

The mortal folly of man

I can see beyond god

Without the eyes to betray me

A sycophantic display

Of retention

The charred and flayed

Fragments of my once

Intrepid thoughts

Destruction hangs

In the corners of every

Darted cornea

My soul is forfeit

My body is here for war

Destructions looms in this

Jet black surface O

The final folly of man is

Brought into the light

As if a tornado with any name

Could be less deadly

Like death

Situational sensations

Evade my apathy

My agony

My brightest day

A star renamed

I'll burn my name

Into this life, red

My brightest day

A star renamed

I'll burn my name

Into this life, red