Nostalgia for Oblivion

By Origin

On Chaosmos

Released on June 3, 2022

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The corpse, the great paradigm, reminder set for us

Beginnings, degraded nature, connections are sundered

On the slab, one and the same, no longer sentient meat

The edge of the boundless void, suddenly death is denied

Subjective immortality confined to this corporeal disease

Despite my greatest еfforts

Persistent incongruity, evеry time results remain the same

Return to this conscious prison

I suffer

Burdened by this waking state, tortured with irrevocable being

Unending

Cyclical abomination wielding all the powers of a god

Exhausted every possible manner of escape

Every time I'm doomed to survive

Absurdity of this condition, denigrated will to exist

Watching my surroundings wither and decay

Ineptitude of reason, miasma of futility

Nothing will come of this

Continue on in spite, affirmation of disgust

Of being and becoming

Extinctionist covenant usher in a grand demise

We'll get what is coming to us

Fanatical legions braying at the altar of stone

Embrace the oblivion

For the nether awaits us beyond

Mass extinction abides

If I am forced to exist I would rather do it alone

The end of humanity

Exhausted every possible manner of escape

Every time I'm doomed to survive

Absurdity of this condition, denigrated will to exist

Watching my surroundings wither and decay

Ineptitude of reason, miasma of futility

Nothing will come of this

Continue on in spite, affirmation of disgust

Of being and becoming

On the slab, one and the same, no longer sentient meat

The edge of the boundless void, suddenly death is denied