ARCHSPIRE LYRICS

1. Drone Corpse Aviator

We have seen our enemy
In the retina on the hill we're made of
Peering through the many tortured minds
Of the imprisoned and the
Grim actions befallen unto them
We often become blinded
By the sheer eye wrenching
Defacing of the humans we look into
We have viewed remotely
Into the homes of every
Sycophantic birthing unit
They are regretless
And exempt of conscience
Performing tormenting
Repulsive procedures
Bereft of emotion
On all that remains of our youth
That sank from pride to dysentery
In the wake of the parasitic
Serpent hatching
With their hypnotic immunity
Execute the vile deed
Watch as they feed them
Hair skin teeth and cartilage
Digging deeper
Now we view the buried dead
We shall crawl
Into the marrow of their corpses
Make them fly and navigate them
With our weave of blackened liquid
We will wake the resting rotted
We will clear and light the path
Of all that have arrived before us
Through the sirens of the drifted
Vacant dreaming and awaiting
That lay dormant in the Earth
Drone corpse Aviator
Within our weave
We hold a well of black liquid
And with it we will wake the rotted
From their resting fields
With our path now lit we can travel
To the aftermath of our captors entrance
Through the sirens of the drifted
That lay dreaming under the Earth
Drone corpse aviator
We shall crawl
Into the marrow of their corpses
Make them fly and navigate them
They will move and yell and fight again
But not from breathing
Not alive but ridden from their burrow
They will return
Talking to the air in droves of gliding carrion
Piloting the many flying
With the pull of tar in marrow
They will move and yell and fight again
But not from breathing
Not alive but ridden from the burrow
They will return
Lifted out of every monument
They put up in their honour
All the dead they buried
Now propelling in our flying pattern
They will move and yell and fight again
But not from breathing
Now alive but ridden from their burrow
They will return
Taking to the air in droves of gliding carrion
Piloting the many flying
With the pull of tar in marrow
Shifting in formations
That are unknown to humans
We're blacking out the air
With decomposing gliders
We shall crawl
Into the marrow of their corpses
Make them fly and navigate them

2. Golden Mouth of Ruin

Rearranging time
In the glaring golden mouth of ruin
We reenact the life
Boanet pre-creates in their glowing gape
Their dislocating bite
To become the law of all endeavors
Gutting our belief to reel us
Everyone of our memories gone
Bow unto the boanet embracing our defeat
To the new path they implant we are tide
A.U.M. digging into memories
Said to record our every vision
Taken out of the gold mouth of our after
For they have spoken with the neo born
We now know as the boanet
Building it a liar
Out of brick mud and all our hair
Digging wells to the house our seed
Disintegrate the carotid barrel
In our ever grinding wheel of meat
We were forced to ingest
In the tooth round gears of our past
Now blood led we devour
All that ripen from their will to create
We now begin the crawl
The ritual it embedded in our brain
To make it open
We kneel around the well
In the room we allocated at our home
To be an alter
We grind the skin against the brick
Until we see the white of bone
Behind the red
We etch in the brick with its skeletal chalk
The name of the child that we're grinding
To harvest
Clipped pulled cut
With tooth and nail now ground to dust
We open it
We fed it now we wait until the gold
Leaning over blood and brick
We coat around the teeth of it
The powder that we grinded up
Will make the boanet reopen
Biting its own fleeing tongue
To fill its mouth with a pool of living gold
The pond of glowing alloy
That you look into will now begin
To cast your new life
Disintegrate the carotid barrel
In our ever grinding wheel of meat
We were forced to ingest
In the tooth round gears of our past
Now blood led we devour
All that ripen from their will to create
Now blood led we devour
All they will to create
A.U.M. digging into me
Said to record our every vision
Taken out of the gold mouth of our after
For they have spoken with the neo born
We now know as the boanet
Giving them the power
To conduct the afterlife
Beyond the new world they're creating
We were forced to ingest
In the tooth round gears of our past
Now blood led we devour
All that ripen from their will to create
In the golden mouth of ruin
Rid the young of all their teeth
Rearranging time
In the glaring golden mouth of ruin
We reenact a life
Boanet pre-creates in their glowing gape
Their dislocating bite
To become the law of all our endeavors
Gutting our believe to reel us
Everyone of our memories gone
Bow unto the boanet embracing our defeat
To the new path they implant we are tied
The golden mouth of ruin
Reenact what they reflect
Inside the golden mouth of ruin
Grip of time defied
In the glaring golden mouth of ruin

3. Abandon the Linear

Casting in reverse
Reeling from below
Baiting with a cure
Of indefinite forward
Pre-empting
Independent thought
Floating in their multilateral current
Of artificial living
Spawning in their pond
Of expedited mortal sequences
An inherent draw
To their synthetic prosperity
Lures us to their hook
Making effect of all action
Appear former to the cause
To conceal their capability
To reconfigure time
Abandoning the linear
Past awareness to the unknown
Reverting all consciousness
To nothingness
To emptiness
Terminating thought and feeling
Falling toward the never ending
In a state of savage bliss
Insentient and laughing up blood
We named it Boanet
Honoring the first one to birth it
They came here from out of the unknown
Arriving on our planet
By replacing human birthing
Teleporting from the dilated portal
In between the femurs
Of the half that used to breed us
Timelessly we all await the wonder
In the mouth of our new creature
Sacrifice the old offspring
To our serpents ones
Looking in their glow while in the crawl
To track our kin to feed them
Laughing up blood
They came here from out of the unknown
Arriving on our planet
By replacing human birthing
Teleporting from the dilated portal
Teleporting from the dilated portal
In between the femurs
Of the half that used to breed us
Timelessly we all await the wonder
In the mouth of our new creature
Sacrifice the old offspring
To our serpents ones
Looking in their glow while in the crawl
To track our kin to feed them
Laughing up blood
Casting out in reverse
Reeling us from below
With the bait of curing
Our indefinite forward
Floating in their multilateral current
Of artificial living
Spawning in their pond
Of expedited mortal sequences
Fading into the endless
While laughing up blood
Hunting
Ripping us out of the membrane separating two worlds
Colliding into one another
Punctured
With our bite there is relief in being taken
Lash 'til death
Against an unimaginable landing
Suffocating in their foreign color spectrum
Blinded
Fixated in awe
By what our eyes could never process
Alleviating every alerted nerve
Abandoning the linear
Past awareness to the unknown
Reverting all consciousness
To nothingness
To emptiness
Terminating thought and feeling
Falling toward the never ending
In a state of savage bliss
Insentient and laughing up blood
Inherent intent take control
Of our conscience
Growing at a pace they contort
To conform us
Fallen like the many other
Forms of coexisting live had
Victim to their birthing pillage
Endangering every cognitive race
They can find while in hyper travel
In any realm infiltratable
And parallel to their own
That exuded reproductive capacity and awareness
Fade into the never ending
Insentient and laughing up blood
Confront innate decay
Fade into the never ending
Embrace eternal rot
Confront innate decay
Insentient and laughing up blood
Embrace eternal rot
All rational thought exterminated

4. Bleed the Future

Before anything expelled breath
Upon the earth
Boanet had formed.
Seething between any of the worlds
That supported pumping vein ridden lifeforms
For them to feed on
Gold blood
Breeding any life will light a beacon
Leaching through the womb
Of any creature
Latching onto anything in utero
And trading them
With every living human newborn
Grown in each ripe host undetected
Gold blood courses inside
The parasitic mouth
They will take us now
One could not escape the bind
Of that which could bloom and feed
Inside the birthing caverns
Of their own kind
They grow we die
You would think that what they were
And what they wanted
Would've mattered
Yet the many fell
Under their pliable delineator
Seething between any of the worlds
That supported pumping vein ridden lifeforms
For them to feed on
Gold blood
Breeding any life will light a beacon
Leaching through the womb
Of any creature
Latching on to anything in utero
And trading them
With every living human newborn
Remaining undetectable
Up until the final fetal breach
Gold blood courses inside
The parasitic mouth
Nothing ever written
Could define the global hell to follow
Prenatal inquiry
During its trimester sentencing
Could not begin to uncloak the new life form
That gnaw on the humans umbilical feed while it
Soaks in the swell of the host
A parallel dimensional metamorphosis
Immediately triggered
By the scent of our realm.
Claiming and leading our young
Into forced abandon
Bleed the future
On arrival
There is a shift in the voice of the witness
The future is bled
There is a cloud that forms
Over the eyes of the birther
When from the deep the creature is born
Within their blood they create
They will alter the end of the end.
For in their mouth the future is made.
If in the glare of their gold
We burn our eyes
Look again look again
For in their blood a new path awaits
Within their blood they create
They will alter the end of the end
If in the glare of their gold
We burn our eyes
Look again look again
They will take us now
One could not escape the bind
Of that which could bloom and feed
Inside the birthing caverns
Of their own kind
They grow we die
You would think that what they were
And what they wanted would've mattered
Yet the many fell
Under their pliable delineator
Seething between any of the worlds
That supported pumping vein ridden lifeforms
For them to feed on
Gold blood courses inside the parasite
Breeding any life will light a beacon
Leaching through the womb
Of any creature
Latching on to anything in utero
And trading them
With every living human newborn
Remaining undetectable
Up until the final fetal breach
Gold blood
Animated into matter
Taking over the entire planet
With a foreign power
They inherently developed over many eons
In a battle to consume our kind
The future is bled
The future is born
The future is gone

5. Drain of Incarnation

When the trade had happened
They could barely notice
Acting undefeated
As if the breed were their own blood
Getting integrated
With the knowledge of it
As they feed it on enamel nail and bone
I can tell you confidently
That whatever you believe in
You would throw it all away
And beg a god in any heaven
To rid your brain of how it feeds
Taking the place of us
Our kind made to grow into ignis nativitas
Hatching to immolate
Newly woken lit on fire
Many of them enter
Mended all together
Burning in a whaling alter
Defects erupt from the bowers
Competing without cause or intent
For a chance to live
Riding up the root of rotting
Intertwining infant limb and natal liquid
Leaking out of every tunnel
In the blackened multitude
Of ever growing living yelling tar
When the trade had happened
They could barely notice
Acting undefeated
As if the breed were their own blood
Getting integrated with the knowledge of it
As they feed it on enamel nail and bone
I can tell you confidently
That whatever you believe in
You would throw it all away
And beg a god in any heaven
To rid your brain of how it feeds
Taking the place of us
Our kind made to grow into
Ignis nativitas
Hatching to immolate
In the drain of incarnation
Ripped from the scape
Peeling of like bark and floating
Around the wreath
Of terminated incubation
Drawing inward
Taking with it all the rotting fruit that fall
In and around it
In a violent cyclical drain of incarnation
Boanet
Grown and fed had taken flight
To our world
Riding on the reveries
Of the unborn and dreaming young
Futile and undefined
Minds thrown
On the track of banshee talon
Torn under claw in the wake of their flight
They manipulate the venom
Flowing in them to eliminate us
Spiraling into the drain of incarnation
Into the drain of incarnation
The pulse of the tide rip our remains
Forever into the drain of incarnation
Boanet
Grown and fed had taken flight
To our world
Riding on the reveries
Of the unborn and dreaming young
Futile and undefined
Minds thrown on the track of banshee talon
Taken by the pull of tide
Into the drain of incarnation riding on the reveries
Of the unborn and dreaming dead

6. Acrid Canon

The thought of bringing to term
This thing growing within
Elevates my disgust
To a crippling wretch
Feeling it crawl into me from the void
Is beyond gut wrenching
It's beyond anything
One could have dreamt
Or created fictitiously
Can you control what can not be killed?
What is to become
Of my imminent new born
Taken to a room by gurney
Examined under fluorescent light
Everything I witnessed after this
I documented in my acrid canon
Taking mental note of all the horrors
Happening around me
To scribe down
While amid the massive havoc
After my eyes tamed to the light
Surveyed the room
And saw the abnormality
Crowning out of the person expressionless
Spread next to me
I vomited out of fear
Hazmatted men now fill the room
Gathering around the bed
Admiring a four foot coiling gleaming slug
Blacking out from what I witnessed
Waking up and wondering
If what I saw was real or faked
Or some kind of a sickly fever
The man hovering above me
Told me I was close to hatching
Peering around the room again
I saw the gore that proved it happened
Morbid visions
Repeating again and I vomit in fear
My throw up made the man recoil
Enough for me to run away
No relief from my escape
The town just bore more fodder
For my acrid canon
Along the stretch of road before me
Far as any eye could see
Children strung from poles and scalped
Their skin and hair had been removed
Around their neck they wore a sign
Freeing the first that I could
Caused them to scream
Alerting their harvesters
Pliers and scissors in hand
The elderly ran
Towards me in multiples
Bolting into a near idling vehicle
They chase me faster
Than humanly possible
As I rode away I looked down
At the sign the child wore
That stuck to me with clotting blood
I peeled it from my chest and read it
"Write the name of what you feed it
In the chalk made of their bone
On the brick where it lay dreaming
And see your future"
Panic breathing
I can feel it
Crawling in me
Breaking my water
I grab a pen and as I fade
I write the burned in memories
Of my canon
Acrid canon
I pound on the horn
And beg not to give birth to it
This thing is in me
The Boanet's growing
The creature is in me the Boanet's growing
The Boanet's growing
The Boanet is coming out

7. Reverie on the Onyx

Hack into a light
Fading out then in
Can it light again?
Gone yet still here
I can feel the pull
Them and I are one
Never to unbind
Dead and tethered
I get into the eye of our collective
I liquidate
And crawl atop the mound of many
Melting to attain ultimate vantage
I guide the many
To the light that I can take in
I take in the breathing undead sky
Orienting all of the boneless unripe breed
How to latch on to the inside of my eyes
When I see our dead dreams
Alive and expanding
In reverie on the onyx landing
Take the breathing undead sky
Orienting all of our boneless unripe breed
How travel into my view
To see our dreams that died
Return to us upon the peak
In reverie on the onyx landing
For the first time
They could all look out of my eyes
And witness a land
Not build of grotesque embankments
Of our breed
Contorting erupting
Into sky tearing screams
They will never wonder
If the many they had taken will awaken
In a reverie
I take in the breathing undead sky
Orienting all of my boneless unripe breed
How to travel
Into my view to see our dreams that died
Return to us upon this peak
Expanding
Our reverie on the onyx landing.
While in the drift
I have found many vacant dead
Vessels to ride into
Hack into a light
Fading out then in
Can it light again?
Gone yet still here
I can feel the pull
Them and I are one
Never to unbind
Dead and tethered
Grotesque embankments of our breed
Contorting erupting
Into sky tearing screams
They will never wonder
If the many they had taken
Will awaken in a reverie
Our dead dreams are alive and expanding
Take the breathing undead sky
Orienting all of the boneless unripe breed
How to travel into my view
To see our dreams that died
Return to us upon this peak
Ever expanding
Our reverie on the onyx landing
I get into the eye of our collective
I liquidate
Then crawl atop the mount of many
Melting to attain ultimate vantage
I guide the many
To the new light that I take in
Dig into the light that calls out to you
Look in through my eyes
And you will find it
Now we travel just as they did
Reverie on the onyx landing

8. A.U.M. (Apeiron Universal Migration)

Is it better to be gone
Then remain alive here
My mind would still run
Just the dirt
For all Apeiron
It can navigate my body
If I ever tried to give up
They commandeer my every atom
To document everything
Even though they never read it
Written beyond a human speed
In ink or blood with hands and feet
I woke up here surrounded by the others
Gazing at the black
Erupting from the ceiling
The A.U.M. had rid our eyes of lids
So we could view
The inverted volcanic peak
Of molten figures
Laying in the venom I can feel them
Take the part of me they want
Giving into fear will only feed them
I let them into every thought
The drip my mind and A.U.M. become one
Apeiron universal migration
Captivating leek of all their vitriol
I integrate in category







ARCHSPIRE LYRICS