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  XENOLITH LYRICS
 
  
  "Machine Apotheosis" (2005 EP)
  1. Where the Distortion Blinds the Eyes... 2. Machine Apotheosis 3. The Origins of Disturbed Reflections 4. Phobos (Constructing Nightmares)
 
 
 
 
 
 
  1. Where the Distortion Blinds the Eyes...
 
 
 
  2. Machine Apotheosis
  Arise!
 
 I am so cold, so weary
 This place is dead
 I can taste the decay on the breeze
 I am alone, discarded
 Under the cold red sun
 Left amidst their lifeless bodies
 
 Pale expressions stare back at me
 Entangled by their lifeless limbs
 Rotten claws reach for my throat
 Pulling me into their graves
 Resting in this festering necropolis
 An artifical voice infects my sleep...
 
 Deus ex Machina:
 "Welcome to oblivion
 Your resistance, is futile
 Humanity is no more..."
 
 This is the post-human aeon
 The order of machines
 
 Nuclear winds blow the shadows of apocalypse
 Wastes that creep silently behind the fumes
 The frozen land ignites under the moon's eclipse
 And endless fire amongst the scattered ruins
 Fragments of scorched and broken relics
 Veiled by acrid smoke that hides their concrete tombs
 Stagnant earth still digesting the crumbling cities
 Their blistered skeletons clawing at the sky
 Black tendrils reaching out from the nexus
 Scrapping all trace of life into its synthetic maw
 
 A mechanical maelstrom
 Tears the flesh from my bones
 Their teratoid barks mock my demise:
 
 "Our time is now...
 Your flesh is weak
 Your race destroyed
 Our existence, is forever..."
 
 
 
  3. The Origins of Disturbed Reflections
  Open your weary eyes
 Two burning sapphire rings
 Melt through my flesh
 See through my shadow
 Beyond the broken reflections
 In black obsidian
 The laughing figures
 Of angular and distorted men
 
 I burn away and collapse to cinders
 The dust of aeons weighs heavy in the silent air
 A silence that lasts forever
 Reverberating between this stellar vacuum
 
 I am nothing...
 My life is death...
 I am my own oblivion...
 I am infinity...
 I am forever...
 I am the end of all things...
 
 In the chamber of disturbed reflections
 Of chaos, my origin, unravelled to nothingess once more...
 
 
 
  4. Phobos (Constructing Nightmares)
  What is this place? Am I awake?
 Or trapped in unrest of perpetual nightmare?
 Licked by green and blue stained flames
 The flickering of incandescence
 Twitching in beat with my swollen eyelids
 
 Violent skies painted black and red
 The trodden earth of viscid pitch
 Feels hot against my blistered feet
 With every step I vitrify the sand
 Disjointed barks carried on the callous winds
 Like mists of dust that corrode away your senses
 Broken on a landscape of angular constructions
 Washed in black rain that falls like hail
 
 Eyes, so many blinking eyes
 Staring down from the darkness at me
 Cries, such spine-chilling cries
 Their distorted screams cry out in fear
 
 Why? Why can I not escape?
 Why? Why must I exist at all?
 Why? Why am I consumed by this nightmare?
 Why? Why must I be forever trapped in shadow...
 
 I can feel them scratching
 Inside my burning flesh
 Crawling silently beneath my broken skin
 Forever multiplying...
 Erupting in climax from tumescent sores
 A multitude of excresent boils
 Black blood flows from my every pore
 They are unleashed...
 
 That sound, I've heard it somewhere before
 Forever echoing inside my pulsating skull
 The strident frequency of terror
 Dark matter vibrations corrupt my mind
 Manifested abhorrence
 Repugnance constructed in glistening metal
 Cold black steel warping like flesh about a skeleton of thorns
 Ejecting caustic bile from its many mouths
 
 And there it sits
 Devouring all it sees
 As it pulls me into its gaping maw
 It's futile to resist
 Coiled in its many limbs
 It has me and always will...
  
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