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The Boy ft Kyle Chapman
02:40
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Everything is wrong,
The walls of sanity erode as the abyss begins to creep from within.
Every day brings new horrors.
The air slowly turns to poison.
The happiness fades as his eyes open, realising that he has to live again.
Howling in agony, the tears don’t stop.
The light burns his skin.
The smiles begin to crumble
A former husk of a man, quivering into his shell.
He searches for answers, trying to cure his demons but he can never escape from the horrors of his mind
This is his burden to bear
The curse for being born.
The night lulls them to sleep,
In the taciturn comfort of the dark,
He will do his deed.
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Born into daylight
No hope of joy
With death's touch, he starves the world of
Peace.
His birth, corrupted the womb.
Unfurling his chaos
Everyday.
With every second
His disease continues to grow.
Desperation
Constant struggle
Holding onto hope,
That the night will consume him.
Accept the cries,
All he sees is his darkness ahead.
Heavens mock his existence
A Pathetic, spineless man
Groveling in filth.
Cursed with life,
When all he deserves is death.
His punishment is to live,
To wake another day
And devour all the happiness
"End me.
My vision is distorted
The future shines dark
Erase me from this world.
My death will bring joy.
Let my heart stop
So the crowds can finally breathe.
Play the trumpets of death,
Drag me to my grave,
I am a coward
And my horror continues to grow.
Give me a glimpse
Of the eternal dream
Let the mist
Engulf me
Lend me the rope,
To blanket my pain.
There is no escape from this pain.
Trapped within the horrors of my head.
Plagued by an evil that does not exist.
Oh god please grant me death,
Release me from this prison.
To rot
And let my soul slip away from this torment
Is the only thing I want.
Why am I scared,
To fulfill my dream?
Help me find the strength to lift their pain
After all I've put them through, I deserve to die.
Desperately trying to crawl away
To end my curse.
I am no one,
I have no name.
My brand is death,
In the ground I deserve to lay.
Grant me death
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The Mist Calls
04:30
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To find an escape from this labyrinth,
I find the answers in death.
The warmth and comfort of the ground,
Deep below where the screams of my mind are extinguished,
The solution is buried within.
I will burden this world no longer,
Here I leave my mark.
The cold steel calls out to me,
“To finally be happy, your blood I will need.
Not a soul will hear you whimper,
This sun won’t burn your skin,
Darkness will reign!
Cleanse this world of your plague!”
The sorrow you thought you killed,
Has sown into the minds of everyone you left behind.
Your death is now their burden,
A newfound pain will grow.
This evil,
Can’t be undone.
Evergreen are the tears,
And the sleepless nights become prosaic.
A part of the soul,
Flows out with every tear shed.
While your body rots, their mind rots.
Slowly slipping into the dark,
Finding comfort in pain,
Grieving the loss of a coward,
Your sacrifice now in vain.
The bane of existence- The struggle of the mind
Clarity clouded by complex thoughts
As the structures begin to fall
The mind plummets to the dark.
A place to rest their weary eyes,
Compels them to rest their tormented mind. x2
God
Has abandoned
You
There is no hope
There is no joy
This evil will never leave
The Evil Cannot be defeated.
“Let the demons take you in.
This suffering is mindless.
Join your boy,
In a place of no sorrow.
Leaves behind the remains
And don’t search for a tomorrow.
This world has nothing to offer.
It took your child away from you.
Leave it all and get back to him.”
The blood flows one more time.
The bells toll again.
Light will never prosper.
And the cycle begins again.
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Depressive Suicidal Black Metal + Technical Death Metal from Bangalore, India.
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