My Extraction by Benighted Illusion Lyrics
A great evil lies dormant in these walls
Its rage exponentially exacerbates in me
As I slowly manifest in my cocoon
I seethe as I anticipate the switch
My disgrace is what they orchestrate
An existence tainted by hauntology
It strikes me only with its meaningless roars
Like an abandoned child born without a face
My body stricken by anaemia
I try to figure out the aetiology
In the shade I wither with exuberance
Everything is possible, yet nothing is
Malign shapes reflected on the field
I observe these shadows precariously
The perilous position I find them in
The phantom of erosion carries my grief
Another failure in atoning for my sins
I execrate for they interrupt my feast
These fictitious remarks will rearrange
These curses are realigned with my despair
My extraction reaping from their won't
The barathrum emerging from the black
My crucifix cannot protect me here
I check my name and its already on the list
I can't escape from that which I forfeit
I check my vitals and the results are mixed
Looking for the broken piece, I took the bait
With this callow naivety, I'll self-destruct
I sold my soul for the lies they told me here
They gather as the majesty here falls
The joy it brings when they fall into despair
They talk of piety when they hear of my duress
And still, I find myself full of belief
The anguish that they bring is hyacinthine
These conversations only leave me seeing red
I can't help but lift my decrepit fist in vain
Take me somewhere where the birds sing
I no longer want to dwell here
Trapped in this vociferous cult
A concrete jungle in which I'm drowning
I declare war on my surroundings
To exercise my despotism
I find my most intimate friends
Only in my most brutal visions
Stuck in a play without an ending
Like all the things I took for certain
They're disappearing right before me
They vanish here without a trace
My skull is cracked and my brain's leaking
The accidental joy of my trepanning
I find with it my one true calling
Inside my manual of terror
The requiem of an appalling desultory, it whispers beneath me
In awe of the last jaded beast, it lost its strength without veneer
I exclaim my statement of contempt, a failure of these dystopian times
An edifice which seems to reaffirm the plagues, with indolence it burns out
I desire to put out the flame of violence, I know I hold the fire in me
This posturing can't hide my fear of evil, without love I'll never see tomorrow
I see only pain
In the nuclear house
I hear only screams
In my victorious plight
And I have no objections
Trapped in my asylum
Which I know I can't leave
So, humiliate me some more
These asylum tourists
I am their inferno
Their atrocious exhibit
Their divine comedy
As I embrace the feeling of submission, they force open my eyes
I drift and embrace their prayers, and the crowns as they are trembling
They almost always remind me, of the most glowing of plains
They live in my memories, along with the promises that they made
The insight from the wilderness, by dawn of my inmost soul
My paradise escapes me, like the gods of the deep
The shadow of the abyss, exposes me as a fool
It is all rather auspicious, so why shan't I delight?
I slither around in the dirt; will it wash away all my pain
Of everything that brings me shame, this prospect scares me the most
An abstract pattern
A ghost of these structures
I am cursed to remember
What it may have looked like
It was as if time and space
Folded in on themselves
Extinction of man
Extinction in me
Its rage exponentially exacerbates in me
As I slowly manifest in my cocoon
I seethe as I anticipate the switch
My disgrace is what they orchestrate
An existence tainted by hauntology
It strikes me only with its meaningless roars
Like an abandoned child born without a face
My body stricken by anaemia
I try to figure out the aetiology
In the shade I wither with exuberance
Everything is possible, yet nothing is
Malign shapes reflected on the field
I observe these shadows precariously
The perilous position I find them in
The phantom of erosion carries my grief
Another failure in atoning for my sins
I execrate for they interrupt my feast
These fictitious remarks will rearrange
These curses are realigned with my despair
My extraction reaping from their won't
The barathrum emerging from the black
My crucifix cannot protect me here
I check my name and its already on the list
I can't escape from that which I forfeit
I check my vitals and the results are mixed
Looking for the broken piece, I took the bait
With this callow naivety, I'll self-destruct
I sold my soul for the lies they told me here
They gather as the majesty here falls
The joy it brings when they fall into despair
They talk of piety when they hear of my duress
And still, I find myself full of belief
The anguish that they bring is hyacinthine
These conversations only leave me seeing red
I can't help but lift my decrepit fist in vain
Take me somewhere where the birds sing
I no longer want to dwell here
Trapped in this vociferous cult
A concrete jungle in which I'm drowning
I declare war on my surroundings
To exercise my despotism
I find my most intimate friends
Only in my most brutal visions
Stuck in a play without an ending
Like all the things I took for certain
They're disappearing right before me
They vanish here without a trace
My skull is cracked and my brain's leaking
The accidental joy of my trepanning
I find with it my one true calling
Inside my manual of terror
The requiem of an appalling desultory, it whispers beneath me
In awe of the last jaded beast, it lost its strength without veneer
I exclaim my statement of contempt, a failure of these dystopian times
An edifice which seems to reaffirm the plagues, with indolence it burns out
I desire to put out the flame of violence, I know I hold the fire in me
This posturing can't hide my fear of evil, without love I'll never see tomorrow
I see only pain
In the nuclear house
I hear only screams
In my victorious plight
And I have no objections
Trapped in my asylum
Which I know I can't leave
So, humiliate me some more
These asylum tourists
I am their inferno
Their atrocious exhibit
Their divine comedy
As I embrace the feeling of submission, they force open my eyes
I drift and embrace their prayers, and the crowns as they are trembling
They almost always remind me, of the most glowing of plains
They live in my memories, along with the promises that they made
The insight from the wilderness, by dawn of my inmost soul
My paradise escapes me, like the gods of the deep
The shadow of the abyss, exposes me as a fool
It is all rather auspicious, so why shan't I delight?
I slither around in the dirt; will it wash away all my pain
Of everything that brings me shame, this prospect scares me the most
An abstract pattern
A ghost of these structures
I am cursed to remember
What it may have looked like
It was as if time and space
Folded in on themselves
Extinction of man
Extinction in me