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The Dismal Tide
03:19
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No amount of weed
Can take me away
From these visions
Of destruction that do plague my brain
All i see is insanity enthralling all humanity
In a wave of dismay
No one will survive
Viscera expelled into this dismal tide
Expand through the streets
Acid burns through concrete
The cleansing water feasts
Upon the inhabitants that dwelled underneath
Unable to escape as the undertow
Pulls the living down below
Spreading faster
Some will see it before they’re swallowed
But all will perish and hell will follow
Circumference covered
All living humans routed underground
Telekinetically absorbed
Slaves now And forever
For purpose unknown
Burrowing through the mantle
Forced to construct monuments to oppressor’s unseen
A daunting symbol of a world unclean
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Evidence of extraterrestrials throughout history: Hidden
Only the elite subspecies of human hybrids
Controlling production of goods, land, and society
Can contact these beings
Through portals found inside the mind
No physical movement needed
Plans of human demise
Continue life in disguise
Dreams of salvation from the lies
Humanities pain only excites
They rip the human children from their parents
Open orphanages for the children whose parents are locked up by the hybrids themselves
Feed on the sacred fluid
Only drops
The rest is sent below
Unseen beings
The system was in place long before the hybrids time
Extract. Keep the livestock intact. Human farmers
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Humanities dying gasp
Feed on their cries
Funneled through
Like fish in a tube
Oppressors plans unknown until now
Forgotten chasm dwellers
Long lost missing link
Psychically endowed
No more use for the last of the humans
Drained cattle
Empty eyes and fatigued
Squeeze the last drops out of their bodies
Total debridement of all tissue
Glands scraped
Bones pulverized
Life diminished to nothing
Art, sound, and history lost forever
A clean slate for our psychic ancestors to rise again
After the tide dries
Murky swamp of decay
Such potential
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Obsessive thoughts
All lead to incidents
Remain unseen
Just for the time being…
Stalked across the grassy fertile ground beneath our feet
My noctambulist breathes heavy
As i control him from where none can see
Follow the prey
Her pale white face must remain the same
Footsteps and broken limbs will show the way
Thoughts of her luscious corpse demands this pace
My demands will be met with haste
I can see her through these eyes
The ties that bind me to this body are intrinsic
Strangled with one hand as i pull out the knife i equipped his body with prior to this meeting of skin and blade
Stab her in the gut
Keep it above her cunt
Slice up her guts
Oh fuck i stabbed her cunt…
I dont give a fuck
I fuck any hole i want
I gotta get her back before a motherfucker gets a hunch
God damn… that shit felt good (like always)
Her body gleams and sings to me as she is carried forward
Some blood is lost but we are careful not to lose her viscera
Excitement explodes as we burst through the door
She is all mine
I lock my gimp up for next time
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Grit Filled Orifice
04:48
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Loose Vibe Eradication
05:12
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Murder
Digital and physical
Chop up two more bodies
And then dip it all in chemicals
A sentinel
Guarding me at all times
Watching all you bitches
Until one gets out of line
As i construct
My monstrous abomination
52 more bodies
And im sure to feel elation
Too bad it dont respond to insemenation
Id fuck it like a hoe then sacrifice the seed to satan
Dont let me hit the bottles when i come up in the room
Smokin that dro, mind like a monsoon
Eloquently killin bitches on an ounce of shroom
And i dont give a fuck cuz my vibes too loose
Intimidating castrating
Your bitch is ripe for the taking
Smoke all the kush yea we baking
Swervin deep 6 in the lincoln yuh
Im on the border of boredom
I need a thick bitch to torture
And if she run in the mornin
She’ll get needles in her corneas
Then she get killed and get forna’d
Now that bitch smell like an onion
She gone get thrown in the storm drain
And to me it aint no thing
You talk shit my gun go bang
Make it look like kurt cobain
Then i dip out find some strange
You know im crazy insane
Choke a bitch with my bling
Slice her up yea im deranged
Old as the earth this exchange
You cannot stop the game
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A Man Named Onigumo Springfield, Missouri
One Man Slamming Brutal Death Metal project from Springfield, MO.
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