Miles McIntosh - Guitars, Synthesizers
Andrew Morgan - Drums, Vocals
Taylor Young - Bass
Andrew Solis - Guitars
Produced, engineered and mixed at The Pit Recording Studio (Van Nuys, California) and Electrical Audio (Chicago, Illinois).
Mastered at Infrasonic Sound.
1. Asphyxcreation
The weight of nothing
Too much for it to take
To kill itself
Our only escape
Cinching
Closer
Binding
Swaying
The absence of space
Choking
Reality disgraced
The noose of nous
Fractures bone
Seth must strangle
For us to atone
No one to answer to
Barbelo fuc
ked in vain
All the guilt melts away
Reining realms with disdain
Cruel hand for vengeance
to the faithful and the mourned
Separation the final stage
Killing to create
The one
Sees the way
Enacted
Prophecy
Repentless
Demise
Remorseless ghost
Insanity
Filled with hope
Die!!!
2. Imminent Expanse of Silence and Not (or Not)
Embracing nothingness
That is waking life
Assign its meaning
To all signs
Loneliness projects
Fantastic forms
Rumination
Scorn
Elusive lucidness
Consciousness annealed
Continual
Force
Death
A source
Revival
Begin again
Again
Now!
Reaching for the beyond
Strains of pleasure
No connection to god
World soul severed
Laying hatred
Seeping through the skin
Connecting flesh
To the one
No one can save me
To escape from now
In silence I endure
Starvation
The healing hunger
It burns my soul
Polarity of parables
Sephirots implode
The self propelled
(Into a manic episode)
Eclipsed
Emanations of the soul
Weakened
Precipice of death
Embrace
The emptiness awaits
Temptations of the weak
To exercise control
3. Paradoxysm
Black descent into
midnight water
Limen of the stars
Oasis of fear
Hands up towards
the laughing serpent,
Caustic miasma rises from tar
Perceived shapes conceived
by galvanic branches
Jutting towards the heavens
Seeking deprivation
(from sensory reality)
But even int eh vast
profound depth of flawed
design all hearts have puppet strings
Aeolian barrage of earthly retribution,
Payment for consciousness
Just to fear the apparition,
the creature of sensory aberrations
For without, there would be
no awakening 'from without'
Without, there would be
no limit to exceed
Realm of the senses
External world
Causation inferred
Blur the lines
Of what ends and begins
Mysteries
From head to toe
But even in the vast
profound depth of flawed
design all hearts have puppet strings
For without, there would be
no awakening 'from without'
FROM WITHOUT
4. Excruciating Refuge in Reoccurring Torment
Open and clean
Wretched cavity
Of awareness
Baptized in fright
The stare of control
Piercing
Unperturbed
Hiding behind
Shadow
Separate self
The one is false
Meaningless
Trite
Forced to see
Its existence
Coping with reality
With loving hatred
A will
To recreate
The same existence
It suffers from
Balance maintained
Repeating patterns
It can't let go
Self inflicted misery
Forced to be
The reason it believes
Victim of
Its own making
Unfettered force of sound
In the path of the storm
Yaldabaoth rejoice
In the one's suffering
Reoccurring refuge
In a time lapse of thought
I die again
Release
From the
Circles of time
Parameters undefined
It bleeds between
Tissue and bone
Pulsing
Over and over
Release
Anxious energy
Filling the field of life
Casting out fear
Release
From the
Moment inside
Unwavering
Constant refrain
Shed this skin
Of false thoughts
Realization
Of the projected world
Eradicated ego
Rebirth of soul
Fortified by the fire
Of experience
(Without God: Blackheim)
So far from evil
So far from good
Only concepts of sound
So far from evil
So far from good
Only constructs of the word
Expel the notion
Of my god
Realize true nature
Expel the notion
Of any thought
Reborn in each breath
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All the guilt melts away
Reining realms with disdain
Cruel hand for vengeance
to the faithful and the mourned
Separation the final stage
Killing to create
The one
Sees the way
Enacted
Prophecy
Repentless
Demise
Remorseless ghost
Insanity
Filled with hope
Die!!!
2. Imminent Expanse of Silence and Not (or Not)
Embracing nothingness
That is waking life
Assign its meaning
To all signs
Loneliness projects
Fantastic forms
Rumination
Scorn
Elusive lucidness
Consciousness annealed
Continual
Force
Death
A source
Revival
Begin again
Again
Now!
Reaching for the beyond
Strains of pleasure
No connection to god
World soul severed
Laying hatred
Seeping through the skin
Connecting flesh
To the one
No one can save me
To escape from now
In silence I endure
Starvation
The healing hunger
It burns my soul
Polarity of parables
Sephirots implode
The self propelled
(Into a manic episode)
Eclipsed
Emanations of the soul
Weakened
Precipice of death
Embrace
The emptiness awaits
Temptations of the weak
To exercise control
3. Paradoxysm
Black descent into
midnight water
Limen of the stars
Oasis of fear
Hands up towards
the laughing serpent,
Caustic miasma rises from tar
Perceived shapes conceived
by galvanic branches
Jutting towards the heavens
Seeking deprivation
(from sensory reality)
But even int eh vast
profound depth of flawed
design all hearts have puppet strings
Aeolian barrage of earthly retribution,
Payment for consciousness
Just to fear the apparition,
the creature of sensory aberrations
For without, there would be
no awakening 'from without'
Without, there would be
no limit to exceed
Realm of the senses
External world
Causation inferred
Blur the lines
Of what ends and begins
Mysteries
From head to toe
But even in the vast
profound depth of flawed
design all hearts have puppet strings
For without, there would be
no awakening 'from without'
FROM WITHOUT
4. Excruciating Refuge in Reoccurring Torment
Open and clean
Wretched cavity
Of awareness
Baptized in fright
The stare of control
Piercing
Unperturbed
Hiding behind
Shadow
Separate self
The one is false
Meaningless
Trite
Forced to see
Its existence
Coping with reality
With loving hatred
A will
To recreate
The same existence
It suffers from
Balance maintained
Repeating patterns
It can't let go
Self inflicted misery
Forced to be
The reason it believes
Victim of
Its own making
Unfettered force of sound
In the path of the storm
Yaldabaoth rejoice
In the one's suffering
Reoccurring refuge
In a time lapse of thought
I die again
5. Inner Altitudes, Light Transference (instrumental)
6. Circulacate
Release
From the
Circles of time
Parameters undefined
It bleeds between
Tissue and bone
Pulsing
Over and over
Release
Anxious energy
Filling the field of life
Casting out fear
Release
From the
Moment inside
Unwavering
Constant refrain
Shed this skin
Of false thoughts
Realization
Of the projected world
Eradicated ego
Rebirth of soul
Fortified by the fire
Of experience
(Without God: Blackheim)
So far from evil
So far from good
Only concepts of sound
So far from evil
So far from good
Only constructs of the word
Expel the notion
Of my god
Realize true nature
Expel the notion
Of any thought
Reborn in each breath