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Oblivion Beckons
04:28
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Howls from startling forms that seek to burrow
Innate pain carried upon shoulders void of comfort
The parasitic delusions I allow myself to ponder
The abyssal depths I plummet, wade and wander
Disparate self analysis and treason of intimacy
My stance upon the precipice of all that seeks to crush me
Damaging lack of progress spews from self-destructive sessions
White knuckles grip from atrophied hands while oblivion beckons
Follow me down into cavernous despair
The shadows are warming in this refracted lair
Dissect intentions and purpose with scalpel
The black is engulfing, a door so carnal
Burgundy blooded with rusted handle
My own depraved, emotive vandal
Scar the lobes of attentive ears
Modify the bodies into ouroboros pairs
Dissolve all good will in acid baths
Blunted, blighted, no joy, pleasure or craft
Cemented by the weight
Of decades of past mistakes
Grievances from grieving incorrectly
Drown me, cleanse me, bless me, end me
Carry my broken soul
To the highest cliff
And shove knowingly
Into endless abyss
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Infinity Pool
03:50
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Torture the coward until he screams for a god he has never believed in
And that's never believed in him
Wade in the caustic pool
Where cysts and cess lurk to dampen you
Visions of the self, the ego, the outer me
Removed of every shred of dignity
Paint him crimson
Strip him bare
Bewildered in anguish
Onlookers stare
Patterns led my own untrusted toes and tongue
Down this decrepit aqueduct but I choose myself
To suffer the brunt
The brunt of my pain, the weight of my shame
Let the infinity pool cleanse me
A burning desire to set my world on fire
In the pools of gluttonous regeneration
Sticky with liquid flame
A vice grip clamped to my name
In narcissistic attempts to abstain from my shame
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February 5th, Sepetember 12th
Days to most, signs of innocent wealth
I welcome death, an old, faithful companion
Residing forever on the porch
Never one to abandon
Stone face, purple skin
Cracks in lips expose still teeth
No bite or banter left to embark
Cotton ball eyes, formaldehyde and organic glue
I refuse to accept the reality of loss
I stand in the way of the oncoming pain
Obliterate all in its wake
While the mourners surround and pray
At the homestead wake
Choking on stifled condolences
For my brother's sake
If I could carve my heart out
And cave it into your grey chest
Necromantic pleas
With the shapes at the end of my bed
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Camouflaged train ride journey home
At the back of tracks leading to your garden
I am the ether, or maybe the dew
The moistened blades that dampen your underfoot
Tongue black soot and tie and suit
To depress and impress and address
In equal measure
Spine sweat pool and pull me
Back onto sex stained cloth
Obtuse and unforgiven
These walls harbour horrors
Of narcotic disregard
I am but a shard
I am but a shard of shattered porcelain
Hiding beneath pale alabaster skin
Moistened blades
Shattered porcelain
Poisoned refrain
Deliberate distortion
Moistened blades
Shattered porcelain
Howling void of pain
Romanticised obstruction
In waking dreams
You seduce and smother me
Mothering nature, crippling nurture
Fold me deep in your blanketed memories
Embracing neglect out of fear of abandonment
Emaciated form feasting on your malnourishment
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Nethernaut London, UK
Lyrics and Vocals - Zack Buggy
Guitar and Vocals - James Cross
Bass - Matt Ryan
Drums - Chris Willows
Formed in July 2021.
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