Sadistik - The End Is Nigh
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- Опубликовано: 21 фев 2024
- Produced by Maulskull
Poison planet try not to breathe in
Voice is trapped time stops the trees bend
Caught in these winds that spread the flames out
No god to befriend when devils came out
The rainbow frowns now reflect on mountains
Torrential downpours I’m meant to drown in
No oxytocin my mental’s shrouded
In arctic oceans to get devoured
Brain still full of the manic axioms
Bones still break from the lack of calcium
Search through dirt for some ataraxia
My atoms acting up sad and panic-struck
Hands are xanthiums, Adamantium
Steel instilled ‘til my past chrysanthemums
Reminiscing wish I captured halcyon
My passion champions what’s heard but not spoke
Hard to speak with these words and not choke
Lost in trees watch me burn to dark oak
Godless seeds won’t reverse the sorrows
All these things I can turn cigar smoke
The end is nigh
Written in stars like celestial signs
Living in dark so I’m vespertine
Put pins in their parts, who’s the next to fly?
Pray tell, pray tell Fabergé eggshells
That I walk on like a Latter Day Saint
Angels all gone when the Lacrimae came
Watercolor tears in the patterns I paint
Why change? My rage turn veins to ice age
I sage my brain burn page to hide pain
Cry rain tide change, hurt made the light fade
Worst case I break then turn in my grave
Night stays profound I can't find the sunlight
Beams from my mouth are bright as floodlights
Screams of doubt are now my alumni
Life’s a gun-fight mind is tongue-tied
Calm before the storm, comets from my pores
Crawling on the floor, clawing on all fours
Cosmic art of war, comments all ignored
Calling out to god, calling out again
Starving carnivore formed a jigsaw
Laugh at all of you bored of withdrawals
After all the storms course I’m withdrawn
Mask is always on ignored the missed calls
Ugh, remember all the times we discussed?
Sick to my stomach can’t hide the disgust
My lips tucked when I pantomime the distrust
Let’s sip blood left ‘em baptized in viscus
I hate you more than I hate myself
Sad the Impaler let the blades impale
Wasn’t let in to heaven so I made this Hell
Nothing but depression so I paint this cell
I been in The Zone with my Sonic levels
I feel less alone when I talk to devils
I been in The Zone like Tarkovsky flicks
Cover my bones with exotic metals
Fuck the friction with the pot and kettle
What’s the difference ‘tween your god and echoes?
Inject this shit in your rotted vessels
Fuck around find out you’re not that special
How come my heart is necrotic tissue?
Knock on my door send the Rott to get you
Shotgun will turn you to lost potential
God’s not here he cannot protect you
OBLIVION THEATER CREDITS:
Written by Sadistik except where noted
Produced by Maulskull at Skelekin Studios
Engineered by Sadistik at The Angels Are Watching Studios
Mixed by Adam Krinsky at Bellows Studio
Mastered by MJC
Art Direction by Sadistik
Cover painted by Datura_ad
Graphic design by NoColoursLeft
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Hes my number one for a reason
The Lighthouse blowhorns at the end so cool
I'm still baffled you don't get more attention, man. Truly a hidden gem
This one's 🔥too
God that last verse is something else
God damn this hits hard in every way! Probably my favorite on the album
This one is something else, crazy
it’s… incredible 🖤
Jesus Christ… even HE is banging out to this 🔥
🙏🪦
NASTY
Only thing I hate about this album is it doesn’t keep on going
1st here to listen at night
Master piece
🔥 🔥 🔥 🐐 🖤
🔥 🔥 🔥
Evolved on the drak side on the moon.
absolutely unrelenting. that zippo popped off
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