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Honest Disdain Is a Face of God

by HEKTIK

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1.
Naked Above 03:23
The lust to harm throbs in my loins. Corrosive itching, constant screech. Wiped off smiles, endless words, The sandglass shatters against the bedpost. Tenderness turns into filth. Filth reveals human chasm. Obey the blood. Let it rain. I need to fill this void with sweat and screams. Scheming routine is my shovel. Fill this void with sweat and screams. A yearning for my own absence. The lust to harm throbs in my loins Spineless creature, naked above. Clap with shackled hands. Obey the blood. Let it rain. A map of veins, feigned dominance. Hisses, seizures, pure submission. I need to fill this void with sweat and screams. Scheming routine is my shovel. Fill this void with sweat and screams. A yearning for my own absence.
2.
Vial 02:32
Excited clowns, cramped in a place Puddles of piss and pungent smells Tiled walls watch our pious prayers. Tumble out, deafening world. Smiles warm the heart of strangers. Bitterness illuminates our minds. Laughter deforms our bodies. Everything is how it’s meant to be. I am forsaken. Solar eclipsed eyes stare into blank space. Show your teeth, ignore the tidal waves. They won't pull me down to the place. Where even my own breath is a threat. Excited clowns with sweat smeared laughs. Finish the jest, but please hold still. We've not only touched the sun, we're already burning. So let's flap our wings until we embrace the ground.
3.
Ceiling 00:58
When hell opens its doors, I will fall in, exhausted. Spent years peering through the keyhole Hoped for purpose, spied pressure. Push the boulder up the mountain. With torn hands, wrecked knees. There will be no atlas no more. Just a warden of troubled sleep.
4.
Bile soils my shoes. Guts fight their way out. It throws me back in the sounds. I'm a god walking on earth Sunlight blinds my mind. Cracked vessel, filled with oblivion. Lost in rooms full of prying eyes. Drumfire rages in my head. An imposter cowering at a desk.
5.
Sewage 02:31
Born out of instincts and hope. Rots the flesh as it wanders. Collector of sores, exhibition of garbling. Monuments that cast shadows. Interrupt the chain of inheritance. Keep your head underwater Inhale the sewage. Interrupt the chain of inheritance. Close the curtains Knot the sheet around your neck. Born out of instincts, rots the flesh. A dog that never learned any tricks. A legacy the flys circle around. Scrap the layers of this image, This disclaimed existence. Embrace the failure.
6.
I'm immortality Running through your veins. I'm madness dripping down. A slurred voice that drives. I am the beast that burns And creeps through the ashes. Scared. I'm love that sticks, suck it all up. Forced prurience that tastes so bitter. I'm peace and nostril decaying stench. A scrunching heaven in your chest. With each step it brings you closer to the abyss. And still you're running. The beast that creeps through the ashes. Lift me up, give me a kiss and place me behind your ear A whispering that shuns the sun. Our night will never end.
7.
Grimaces 01:59
Chained to a body heated mattress. Drowned in comfort, strangled by devotion. Swatted by trust, electrocuted by the screen. Corroded statues in perpetual motion. Your stifled wish to kill yourself. My drivel of comforting words. Hushing deceit to shut your mouth. Miserable squeals against wet hands. Prepare the food. Watch it rot. Eat glass and do the dance. Flesh on flesh, stain the sheets. Cover the bruises. Spit out the teeth. Pretend.
8.
Left to vegetate. Misbred livestock. Gathering of inane dreams. Disgusting vital signs. While the flock moves, I'm tripping in lockstep. Disorientation reveals otherness. Strained look at my feet. Centipede crawls up the windpipe. Lays eggs behind my eyes. I can't see, I can't see, I'm goin' blind. Superior being, lost in unruly fantasies. Shove a knife deep inside The mouth of every neighing face. Drown the childish noise. Wipe out the gallstone smell. A wolf that scares up the cattle. Presence of blood, contagious frenzy.

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Recorded and mixed by Hidden Planet Studios.
Mastered by Audiosiege.
Artwork by dirt.merchant.

All songs written by HEKTIK.

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released May 3, 2019

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