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Beautiful Delusion

by Jarhead

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come lie on the couch and let’s talk about your problems would you be surprised if it’s Satan that has caused them? hypnotherapy is the key to the subconscious let’s deceive each other until this fantasy enthralls us cutting off their fingers and they’re dancing on the graves creating memories as the dreams come in waves did you know that in the shadows Satanists run rampant? the facts are all right here in this COMA pamphlet Christendom is under siege by witches once again flying on their brooms and committing wretched sins murder and assault drugs rape and kidnapping heavy metal cannibals obsessed with shoplifting no you don’t remember all the ritual abuse Satanic mind control is a hard thing to remove proof is fleeting but we’ve got these anecdotes instead feeding the hysteria make sure this witch hunt never ends found a scapegoat for your fears put innocent people in jail for years remember memories only happen in the present don’t believe the children, there is no epidemic don’t believe the experts they just want to go to heaven demonize thy neighbour that’s the way they think they’ll get in no you don’t remember all the ritual abuse Satanic mind control is a hard thing to remove proof is fleeting but we’ve got these anecdotes instead feeding the hysteria make sure this witch hunt never ends
2.
are we on the right path? every year gets a little worse I’m fucking dying are we on the right drugs? every day gets better man I’m fucking dying a literary high this is not an identity obituaries lie let me file my own report crisis we’re on our own embrace this decade god is dead decade anomic moments for your dissection on the right path god is dead decline the righteous burden to bleed the years on the right path on the right path god is dead defeatist rhetoric attached advantage to the ones who never faced interrogation to quantify this weight I deny myself the clarity of ignorance a nihilist enabler we are orphans now, cling together I hate to love my neighbour but we must destroy your callous isolation you seem distracted by my reaction the inquisition of your pet faction you’re taking action you’re gaining traction but we’re the bastards that lost the fascist this is how we cease to be feel the enemy inside me feel the anomie we call free ingest, inhale, just fail read on and breathe this crisis... feeding the parasite your decade becomes mine there is nowhere to hide in the hell of your mind
3.
parasite afflicted with nihilism certain things remain of my lost convictions fantasies dreamt from inside a prison days when I could still reach out and touch that vision descending slowly among the jaded dreamers there was a time when I could see such creatures nostalgic minds fail to recall her features try to remember how you came to believe this incorporeal boredom not enough for me it’s the intolerable presence of things unseen an invisible dragon she lives in my garage beautiful delusion grasping at straws baptise me in your fire cold apathy face the dragonslayer face reality why can’t you see?
4.
adrift on this lake of recycled prose thirst gets forgotten and thoughts decompose do you think they’re aware which liquid they chose? fed by no stream and out of which no stream flows inspiring stagnation with old thoughts to think led by a dream that out of which no dream grows they promised sweet wine and water for their foes yet for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink then the good news was described to me to a t you are the hempy brain in the empty grave the crazy phase to a tree you’re an accessory a curious burden to hang on me Christ in absentia got tired of genocide yeah water into wine appeasement for lies? meh mana from heaven swells in my throat exhaled my psyche lungs filled with smoke
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omni... know-it-all sick simulation thou creates kills time fills space mock us, dictator seduced by futile hope escape your selfish game citizen, citizen free yourself from your sin preset entanglement citizen, citizen forget our blood and skin witness enlightenment primate, decaying engineer minds built to escape this ape-shaped cage molecules colliding galaxies explode as thoughts race across expanding space citizen, citizen ignorance wearing thin tear this fearful world apart citizen, citizen I believe we will win hold the candle in the dark
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the retina detaches from the answers it finds batten down the hatches, clutter the glinds miscreant, deviant defect nothing deserves my respect i didn’t see where my mydriasis went when I was a child (in the aorist tense) I had been lost all winter working backwards from the conclusion hard to see the footsteps in the snow ‘cause I don’t think I’ve walked there yet dispatch come in, this be a sinner I’ve seen the beginner’s eyes reflect the void in mine I guess that’s how you pick a winner it was them all along... they had been lost behind the dripline what passed for light in a place like that? do you see what little I see? it all fits in a song my virtuous humour destroyed by a vitreous tumour I won’t suffer with these children in the dark can my confident mockery repair this tear? generations together we shall see we had been lost amidst the trauma but reattached anteriorly care much for the way we see things now? care much for what’s real and what’s not? ...the transcript bled one last request please clarify the design of these eyes of mine two receptacles burned black from decades of abuse an obsession with reality so pinch yourself periodically but I guarantee these sore-eyed sights aren’t make believe to avert your gaze from this state of being is pure sophistry don’t you dare turn away
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gods to be gods gods among men relatively speaking, ethical dichotomies endure decide define the trespass and the sin in our divine council over arbitrary earthly affairs modern tombs forgotten in their infancy: the Babi Yar ravine, the pits of Ponary days decay surreal serialized don’t pray they’ll just die when we swore on their graves: remember where they lay feign surprise: the ashen wake of Janjaweed once again in the sand inaction run amuck don’t pray they’ll just die

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released November 30, 2012

Produced and engineered by Jarhead at Dreeman Studios.
Album art by Brendan Lotecki (evilbrendan@hotmail.com).

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