Dysgeusia Lyrics


"Organs crawl like aphids upon the immobile motor of becoming"

Like serpentine constrictive worms

Inside the pustular wounds of man

Nonsensical iron canals billowing into crimson flame

Gesticulating despair with the broken hands of disrepair

Regurgitate, purge oneself in endemic sickness

With death at the helm pulling the cursed reigns of man

Insinuate sorrow

All-consuming mechanism cursed by design

The bitter taste of regret permeating the swelling cosmic abyss

Marking the sinister downward slope into the starving void

Standing in the shadow of a blind sleeping god

A sacrificial offering to serve

Crawling chaos swelling in abysmal chasms

A sinister requisition

Purging organic waste

"Nothing human makes it out of the near-future"

Swallowed by the cold black sun

Dysgeusia, the taste of obsolete becoming

Unravelling, dreaming destruction

Sleeping chaos

Inarticulate counterfeit beings

Zeroed at the core

Caught in bitter reflux

Ejaculating smoke

Regurgitating lifeforce

Swallowed by the cold black sun

A sacrificial offering to serve the dark