"That's why I find it so amusing that the latter-day saints of our
business... one, attribute to me motives that just weren't there, and two,
accuse me of corrupting morality, which I wish I had
the power to do.
Prepare to die."
An encloaking, dark epoch
In which all life is now appraised
On which the paracious may feebly graze
Indebted homage to their mammon
Whilst the mort is the music of the
Transcendence from a beatifully brutal reality
Is what I seek...
Noxious, sully dolour
Is not the sentiment upon
which we feed
But precocious consciousness
Draws out a morbid nous to bleed
Chiselling out seething words
Which cut deep down
to the bone
So be it on our own headstone...
[Lead trem: Necrononism by M. Amott]
Rising to out own
Reality we try to extirpate
Trying to raise a twisted smile
Similar to that silver plate
On a coffin which is
Hammering in each final nail
Last kill and testament
Left now intestate...
Noxious, sully dolour
Is not the
thesis which is bled
A precarious train of thought
In which mental cattle-trucks are led
Carving out skilful words
Always spelt out well
We just can't leave the dead alone...
A terminal doctrine of diseased
Eschatological, rotten requiems
Always our own worst cynics
Exorcisers of scorching
Digging our own graves
But never stand over and mourn
The roulade now pandemonium
Displaced in the muggy
Espoused with the macabre
The dead we filch and rob...
...From the deviants
Execrations - taunting spiritual release
Exoneration - upon the perishable we feast
Excogitation - picking at the
bones of convention
Exculpitation - foul verbal conflagration...
Epigraphic text, a literary vex
The macabre perplexed, with
[Lead: Eschatological excavation by W.G. Steer]
An unpleasant journey, to a world
Always forever cryptic
Exercisers of twisted grief
you to dig up the interred
Whilst fresh still are the wreaths
The harmony now pandemonium
Heard out in the muddy dirt
with the bizzare
We play on our own turf...
...A macabre rality perplexed...
literary tales of atrocities fairy
Exoneration - harsh, cold bloody marys
Excogitation - a narcissistic eutechnique
- perverse artworks, so unique...
Monographic text, a literary vex
The macabre perplexed, with reality meshed...
Corpsereality by M. Amott]
[Lead: Cold logistic language by W.G. Steer]