a song created episodically between 2015-2016, thematically about the existential conditions of the human being and the dread they might, and often, bring about.
lyrics
all of our wonders, fortified strongholds
steles, and pillars, and temples of the earth;
everything will crumble; all empires fall;
every gene, every cell, every synapse
every last helix of the human DNA
will surely be cleansed with death ---
kingdom after kingdom after kingdom perish;
martyrs of gluttony, apostate emperors, usurpers of the ruby crown
will quiver in the quagmires of the sludgy vagina
out of which we have crawled as a family,
with the filth of birth as our only common denominator,
but with every fucking choice we make
and every fucking thought we think
as the differentiator that rips open an abyss between us
that separates us; isolates us
in the complete solicitude and loneliness
of existence, the horror, the curse of life...
the massive conspiracy against all that breathed
and will ever breathe;
so, choose your death! for it is all that we do...
choose your death, destroy yourself;
can you really do anything else?
no excuses, no solace, no fucking circumstances
just a harrowing angst of responsibility.
hypnotized ad nauseam by the pendulum of doubt
that oscillates between nothing and something
we are 'til death, and sunburnt to crisps of cancer
proliferating existential melanoma under the raving nihil sun
we feel sick; weak; shivering, and we perspire cold sweat;
and we throw up from the whiffs of the effluvia of fear and trembling
belched from the pharynx of life
we have felt increasing like lyme disease
since our inception now, many years ago;
we throw our nets from towed boats
and watch them sink deep in oceans of questions
and we carve ourselves a totem in situ
out of the megalith of an absurd existence;
however, life is merely the parable of truth,
and many plankton escape the fishers' net;
many meshes are sawn asunder
by the ferocious teeth of viperfish,
and to this day, no one knows what really is down there,
we just know there is something,
deep, deep in the deep sea graves of life, life,
life - the horrible disease, the bitter prognosis...
...what the fuck will happen when all spiritual antibiotics fail,
and the sickness will carress our embarrassed shoulders
in tasteless mockery? welcome it, or walk forever in circles:
the complete dissolution of the human emotional-intellectual immune system;
reason, logic, laws - fuck off - the cunt devours mercilessly-
so, choose your death! for it is all that we do...
choose your death, destroy yourself;
can you really do anything else?
no excuses, no solace, no fucking circumstances
just this harrowing angst of responsibility.
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