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Living Witness
08:59
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Waiting at the scene of your murder.
Watching there sharpening your knife
Routine enslaved, my youth betrayed, stainless blade...
Cut the vein release the guilt?,
Or wear the suit.
Get out of bed and button up?
Get the gun box fire the shell.
Witnessing your temples bleed and spirit leave,
SHIT! I am late for work.
Cost of life
Cause of death drained until you flatline
With traffic this way I will make it OK or fucking flip my car
Cause a scene torch the dream
Incinerate this lake of gasoline
Deep Breathes...Inhale... I may make the news
Or sink into my cube
Separated from myself I see inside a mirror reflecting no one else
The dreams we seek most we will not find
Lets end this search and just take pictures of ourselves
Horrified! I didnt set the flash
This moment validates my existence.
Will you be my witness
Does this life hold any value, without the leering of the crowd?
I just need a fucking witness.
So I can feel proud
Self Inflicted, Self Induced
Eternal Coma sleep perfect
Just dont forget your break at noon
Because this your time to live
DONT BE LATE
Spill the blood
Give into the madness
To end this fucking war
Maybe this will bring excitement
And everyone will leave wanting more
Maybe just one more car payment, Something to keep me going strong
I dont need a fucking witness in my moment of weakness
Take this snap, Live and document
Just inflated skin, waltzing to the melodies of our own song
But i can never seem to stay in tune for a whole song
And as each day ends it brings another round in the chamber
Point blank Range...
Smell the smoke, Flash bulb burns, Spilled milk and blood
Shit I am late for work
Capture the blood red stained floor and write your feelings after
If your deaths not a success you may make friends
And with this new frame in mind its only a matter of time before you vacate the scene of the crime
The only living witness, to a lifes long living sickness
Save me from this ignorance.
Spare me all the decadence
Or maybe I will take that new job, and tear a scar.
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2. |
Long Story Short
06:58
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3. |
Reveling in Cosmic Bliss
05:35
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I never thought it would be this way,
I don't know how it got this way,
But I cannot imagine it another way
Living a life with no vision.
Following vicitim to superstition
Trapped in a spiral repeat the steps
Or it will fall apart.
It will take to long to mend the seams
Here I am, and time has gone.
Its all empty space
Reveling in cosmic bliss
Distorted views how can I carry on by myself
Surrounded by others because misery loves company
You will all just have to hear from me
Go down the list of all that ails me
No one listens but who am I to blame
It takes more contact than this
To not keep this loneliness by myside, so I cannot feel welcome in here
Just stick around for the ride
But it just gets harder to hold on
losing grip with idle time,
it seems the end is around the corner
And what would I have to show, but the burden relieved with my exit
I see the neon sign directing my evacuation
It will take to long just to rescue me
But I cannot imagine it another way
You will all just have to hear from me
Go down the list of all that ails me
No one listens but who am I to blame
It takes more contact than this
To not keep this loneliness by myside, so I cannot feel welcome in here
Just stick around for the ride
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4. |
Martyr
03:42
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Tell your lies to get by it brightens up my day
As long this takes no work, I got all day
Dont want to disappoint, fail the group, close the loop
When this burdens me I will dissappear and travel far from here
We just say on paper we are best of friends,
But when it comes to giving help I will never lend a helping hand thats not typing advice.
Hopefully when I need you, you will be there for me
But for now, I will see you later on Facebook
Martyr, Burnt at the stake
Martyr, work for me.
Your problems are second to mine
Live your life to help mine
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Research With a Glance
05:24
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You are so insightful
I have done research with glance
seems you have all the answers?
Pray that you never have to take a test
With that infinite knowledge, teach a crowd within a web of smut and filth
On the podium of ignorant minds, You just might be the smartest guy
Tearing your friendly circles, claiming defeat.
Shame the ones you love
But does it speak?
You are fucking gorgeous
I am sure dark lights and a pole will help it show
Just cake on that new face,
and publish the vacancy in your soul.
Let silence speak volumes
Let whispers shake the mountains
You can be heard
Let actions shape your destiny
You are not a prophet you are a product,
for the gawkers and ads to warp our minds.
WARP OUR MINDS? IS IT WARPING YOU?
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Tupperware Prison Palace
08:08
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Fortune fame the measure of progress.
What's it worth if it can't be seen
Bring forth your goals dreams and your bullshit
You will find your true face with every post you spam
What this leads for most?
Likes and shares our own personal red carpet
Bring fame to me but don't expose the sadness of my true life
Is there no way to share and isolate myself from everyone
Might as well just join the race so no one thinks I am dead
Do I exist if no sees? DON'T LOOK AT ME
So I will just be the ghost in the machine the antisocial king
Build your own celebrity while we disintegrate
In a Tupperware prison palace
Live your same old pathetic life,
but still feel the need to publicize and glorify,
the death of true connection
Pain is felt in volts
Emotion only touch
Forced display of vanity
the glaring screen stares back at me
I lost my voice in a frenzy of typing
Is this the resonance of the time?
Image crazed, Pornographic raised
Children of the infomercial, cyber virus found a way to be selfish
and relate
Delayed responses, misinterpretations, endless distractions, but I can totally hear what you are saying.
Can you send it in a text?
No one will be noticed or remembered for anything in social network scheme.
What seems important is only a fleeting shimmer in binary time,
ejaculated on our faces.
Socially pressured into permissible intrusion.
Lets create our own vision for the world to see.
Because no one wants to see the real me.
Live your same old pathetic life,
but still feel the need to publicize and glorify,
the death of true connection
Pain is felt in volts
Emotion only touch
Forced display of vanity
the glaring screen stares back at me
I lost my voice in a frenzy of typing
Is this the resonance of the time?
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8. |
What Can I Say?
07:39
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You will not read these words.
There just for me to vent and pass the time
If it is not dark it is not sincere
Music is about hating life.
Lets look up big words, I am sure I can make a whole song
Try to sound smart
But is this saying much?
Not for me might as well read a telephone book.
Lets write
NOT MUCH TO SAY WHAT CAN I HATE?
THESE WORDS!
PREDICTABLE WHAT CAN I SAY?
IT WORKS
There's just too many topics,
lets just explore the darkness and maybe just shed some light?
PAIN! Its hard to think of what to say!
Overwhelming content just take a peak no fucking way
Insert my belief, FUCK YOU JUST SLEEP
the pain will go away
So much hate occupies the airwaves
Its hard not to participate
Polarized views, critical outcomes
segregating the population into critical detonation
This is good material to use
Endless death to convey, Why do I feel guilty for living this way
Tortured souls, rape murder genocide while i bitch about the weather
I got it made
There are walls around me
Selfish lifestyle born and raised
I guess I am a piece of shit
I cant control where I was born,
But I can think of all I would never give.
My entitlement should silence my whining,
But I have words to write
Stick to the formula, never stray gore and blood
and whatever the elders say
Match the theme and take out your inner aggression
But whatever if it triggers your depression?
Entrenched in negativity
Soulless, shallow simple ways to challenge trends but somehow fall in line
Constant death no longer, not the norm
Judge yourself kill a friend what this appears to be is we are all the same
We are all basking in the negativity
Nothing new to say, its all been done
Suicide is becoming fun
Might as well join the gang and load up a gun
No one cannot say its right to end your life cause thats truly when your done
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9. |
Antisocial Media
07:06
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The irony is we are all the same.
The future is here the path was blazed,
by the generations before
but the creation we now abhorre
But if this gets passed my ears,
Does show I even care?
Because if it is just pleasure in my release,
Why dont I give up?
So what are we all to blame?
You made the toys for us to play
An Antisocial Circus
Where the lame become the brave
And pleasure themselves to hate
Always have alot to say
Dissect discard ignore no one will listen
Fuck it what's the point don't even release it
I fucking hate my life
You know you hate yours too
So dont judge me
We live in fear just the same
Lets accept the meaningless plight of our consciousness
We all amount to nothing but a corpse
But its the air that we breathe that can be the only source for us to agree
We only see where we don't allign
Pattern perfect
The it should be an illusion
The threads are bare the coverage only decorative
As long as everyone can see on the surface
I am whole.
At least I'll try
Its this or die
Hiding in personal retreat
I have no desire to see anyone
But I am scared of being alone
scared of being alone
hope is in antisocial media.
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ONTOGENY San Francisco, California
Ontogeny is a progressive death metal band from San Francisco started in 2002. After many demos Ontogeny released the first full length album in 2005 "Pillars of Perversion". With the additions of Keith Grimshaw, Sam Zuerner and Chazz Mcconnell Discord and Disillusion was recorded and released. Ontogeny is currently seeking label representation for the 3rd full length Hymns of Ahriman in 2014. ... more
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