Existence Denied

by Burning Beneath

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released May 21, 2011

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Track Name: Therapy Through Catastrophe
The consequences of my actions now lay before me
There are no words to describe this putrid mess
This fucking waste
My hatred burns like Hell itself
With the blood on my hands
With the blood on these fucking walls
Every whore will know my name
I search deep inside you
Maybe there I can find a shred of worth
Anything beyond your rotting flesh
I've spent every waking moment dreaming of this reality
How can I be this fucking pissed?
Driving my fist into the ruination that once was your face
Is therapudic
Through this I realize
Through this I realize
A whore does not deserve a second chance
They are just fucking waste
The process begins with the memory of what I once was
What fucking weakness
No longer displayed
I have become the unholy visage
Of the creator
This world is coming to an end
I am Hell
I am your fucking hell
Your suffering is my greatest pleasure
Am I dreaming or am I living the dream?
My passion is my greatest strength
And hatred is my fuel
Am I dreaming or am I living the dream?
Am I dreaming or am I living the dream?
Am I dreaming or am I living the dream?
Am I dreaming or am I living the dream?
Track Name: Son of the Apocalypse
Shut your fucking mouth
There is no one to hear your screams
There is only one use for a whore's mouth
And talking isn't it
Cast aside the flesh
Beaten and broken
The weak are in submission
Before me she lays
My sadistic embrace
Leaves no comfort
I fucking hate everyone and everything
The first step in any creation
Is total fucking decimation
The first step in any creation
Is total fucking decimation
I live in decimation
The weak are in submission
If you ever thought you were getting out alive
You are mistaken
You will be torn you will be broken
Forget your god
He cannot fucking save you
He cannot fucking save you
Cast aside the flesh
Your body's broken
A punishment designed for a fucking whore
Horrific mutilation
Leaves her in ruin
Dehumanized with my own fucking hands
It's all coming down
Track Name: Disfigurement of Human Filth
What pathetic waste
Such a pity these lifeforms
Have no worth
No value
My first order as the new ruler of this world
The Antichrist
The True Demon
Whores have no reason for existence
Torture these souls
Whose life once brought them pleasure
Now eternity grants them pain
Ripping them limb from limb
Mercy I am without
This whole world is damned
This whole world is damned
Man has defiled the sacred bond
I am the bane of your putrid existence
There is no second coming
There never was a first
There never was a first
There never was a first
There is no good
No evil
Only my horrible existence
Your futile attempts to survive can't even prolong
Your infestation of this fucking planet
Your futile attempts to survive can't even prolong
Your infestation of this fucking planet
I find solace in your genocide
Your filthy race with not be remembered
I find solace in your genocide
Your filthy race with not be remembered
Not be remembered
I will
I will be
Your lord and master
This is your decimation
I am your fucking doom
Take your Bibles
Throw them in the fire
Your god cannot save you now
This is your decimation
I am your fucking doom
Disfigurement of human filth
Your existence is fucking denied
Disfigurement of human filth
Your existence is fucking denied
Disfigurement of human filth
Your existence is fucking denied
Disfigurement of human filth
Your existence is fucking denied
Track Name: Entity of Disease
Madness, mindless, all-consuming
Parasitic infestation
Crawling inward
Deeper, deeper
You cannot stop the spread
Suffering
Constant torment
Diagnosis
Massive neural hemorrhaging
Through psychosis
Revelations
Dying tissue
This flesh will now rot away
The contagion worms its way through
Fibrotic nerve endings
Engorged upon grey matter
Hydrocephalia
Shutdown begins
Psychotic paroxysm
Epileptic trauma shock
Contorted paralysis
Twisted agony
This is your hell
Subject is undergoing
Signs of mental decay
Lapse in synaptic activity
Brain cells degenerate
Cerebral mutilation
Result of malignant infection
Your prognosis
Is a fucking coffin
The disease rapidly spreads
Throughout the victim's body
Programmed cell death
Epidermal decomposition
Vital fluids leaking
From fissures in the skin
The human condition
Is to rot
Pestilence bores through rotting pores
Larvae swarm the carcass
Spreading plague
Biological genocide
Global contamination
Horrific epidemic
Consuming the masses
Final judgement of all creation
End of the fucking world
Track Name: Before the Beaten and the Broken (re-recorded)
The streets laid to waste
To all the filth that resides within
The torment rots their souls
Inhuman creation
I have become
Soulless
Unabiding
To any code or pact
Soulless
Unabiding
To any code or pact
I am what I am
You cannot fucking kill me
I am what I am
You cannot fucking kill me
I am what I am
You cannot fucking kill me
I am what I am
Even if I could stop I wouldn't want to
Your blood smeared on my face is arousing
Beyond all measure
I breathe deep, the smell of burning flesh
Stings my nostrils
Broken before me
Beaten and maimed
I take your pathetic existence
As a trophy to my unattainable power
I breathe in your filth
I spew out my hate
I swallow down your soul
Forever are you mine
I breathe in your filth
I spew out my hate
I swallow down your soul
Forever are you mine
Begin the genocide
Before the beaten and the broken
Before the lost and the forgotten
I stand, I stand before the genocide
The genocide my infernal creation
Begin the genocide
Now
Track Name: Abstract By Design (re-recorded)
As I stare at this piece
I cannot comprehend what is before me
I cannot bear what I see
Staring at what cannot be controlled
Walking into the grey tunnel of uncertainty
My instincts tell me to fear what I do not understand
But my mind tells me to accept
I fail to see the greater picture
Concepts escape me
My ideals, my thoughts, my opinions thrown into question
What I once held so dear
Now meaningless
A void unparallelled with consciousness
As I stare at this piece I fear
I fear what I do not understand
My struggle with sanity and truth
Consuming my mind
My only craving is clarity
A clarity that I cannot grasp
I cower before the sight
The sight of this piece
I question the creator's motives
This piece must be abstract by design
An internal collapse of catastrophic proportions
All of mankind will bow before its greatness
We are all just mortals before this piece
Before this piece
Abstract by design
Abstract by mankind
Never have we existed
Never have we existed
Never