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? (Feat. Julian Zidarevich of Black Passage)

from Necrotic Ideology by Lost to the Void

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Chapter 3

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This worn skin hides an everlasting and hideous truth. I can feel it just festering inside. This mask of filth covers tired and worn skin. Unleashing all the panic and frustration within. This fiasco is filled with laughter and smoke. A sleeping demon had gone far too long unprovoked. Abandoning contemplation, impulse now controls. The complete embodiment of your worst fears now exposed. There is no god left to save you as your loved ones remains are scattered amongst the crowd. From this point forward salvation is not allowed. Bodies contorted in so many different ways. A gallery of murder such a beautiful display. Pray for the end. So you want to know your fate? Then just look around. Your origins and makings now seem so un-profound. Writhing in this mind harboring an ever growing and hideous truth. How humorous it is watching you draw your last fucking breath in. It’s taking control of me. A truly demented gallery, displacing all notions of comfort. Completely demented gallery, displaying pain and suffering. My life’s work is nothing more than a fucking mockery. Jokes on you now look who’s the fucking fool. Come one come all. Don’t be frightened step right up and take your part in the show. I’ve never done this before but I craved it since I began. A silence falls over the crowd as they meet an unfathomable end. Buried beneath all the deceit remains the essence of what I really am. Without faith a darkness I kept inside. Unable to be recognized. Buried beneath all the deceit remains the essence of what I really am. Without faith a darkness I kept inside. Mutilated so profusely unable to be recognized. Find your place within my entertainment built on filthy sin. Dead fucking eyes with a beating heart. One can't help but grin as I ponder where to start. Lungs wide open ribs cracked apart but the last laugh is mine. Contemplation is useless. Accept and submit yourself to me. How humorous it is watching you draw your last fucking breath in. Curtain call bracing for the final fall. No turning back from the closing act no one will forget. Extravagant finale I take a bow from this tight rope before plummeting down. The noose tied around my throat breaks my fucking neck.

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from Necrotic Ideology, track released December 13, 2019
Written and performed by Casey Gerlach, Colin Gerlach, Drew Llewellyn, Ivan Aguayo, James Sidibe, Paul Madrid

Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Paul Madrid and Drew Llewellyn of Angler Audio Recording

Co-written by Julian Zidarevich and Michael Jones

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Diverse Death Metal from The Bay Area, California

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