The Songs

The song order and titles are the same across the entire project

(except for EOTA).

The song order is as follows:

***Cover Art for each song below- each song gets it’s own album artwork.

LYRICS

*The lyrics were written from late 1990’s - early 2000’s. The Artforms of Butchery (AOB) album use the following lyrics as originally written mostly by Jim Ross in his more juvenile, formative metal years. The content and subject matter is based around the typical horror fantasy metal tropes; extreme and offensive, violence, murder & rape, over-the-top gore, blasphemy, religious and political hate, psychological torment, dark poetic passages, death and doom, and a general sense of madness and chaos overall.

*The Self Fulfilling Prophecies (SFP) albums (as well as the AOB variants) all have the same basic lyrics, but the vocalists revised the lyrics to better fit their vision for the songs.

*Epoch of the Ancients EOTA has it’s own themes and set of lyrics. The song ‘Interitum Perpetuum’ is the only song with lyrics shared with the rest of the project. The subjects here are more in the vein of blackened death, misanthropy, ancient gods, inner torment, and a bitter disgust for life in general.

***An Explanation of The Recurring Lyrics and Themes***

The idea to use the same lyrics for different songs is to allow each song to exist as it’s own thing, as well as existing outside of itself. Where the common practice is to have a song that contains itself, here we can imagine what a song may be, or evolve into, with the ability to frame it with different music, different structures, different musicians, and different feels/vibes all together. So what we get is a song/lyrics that say the same basic thing across several new songs. This gives each song a complete album of variants. So, for example, the song “THIRTEEN” exists in layers to create a whole new album of it’s variants. This makes the Artforms of Butchery album also have a dimensional quality, a sort of quantum effect, where the song exists in several locations at once. By making variants in this way, the song has the potential to grow beyond the standard song framework, opening the door to more possibilities for further development. And that is a deliberate intention with this whole BANDWHORE project: to keep it all open-ended and to grow accordingly.

1) Thirteen

**THIRTEEN**
Reversing time
Flow of light
Portal
Outside life
Dimensional
Doors within
The mind

Deep- within

void below
the surface
of consciousness
waiting to come forth
and destroy
our clouded vision

falling and failing
to see

buried in the past
fragments of the unborn
reanimate the corpse
that rots within

the stifling bond of tradition
the thoughts of man
in the place of absent gods

inner coil
encircled by flesh
at the threshold
of ancient gates

Reversing time
Flow of light
Portal
Outside life
Dimensional
Doors within
The mind

Deep- within

void below
the surface
of consciousness
waiting to come forth
and destroy
our clouded vision

2) Analgesia

**ANALGESIA**

Beating heart cadaver- comatose stare
Cold & numb thoughtless and gone

Eyes dim
and unresponsive
Light burns within but darkness
blackens deep into the soul

Valediction of the defeated and lost
Devotions left behind – insane and emotionless
fading sounds replaced by deafening silence

I feel nothing
Only the need to die
I am nothing
But a hollowed wasted life
I live on
Conscious and unfeeling
There is no pain no more pain

You feel your blood drain
Begging not to die
You are nothing
But a hollowed waste of life
Unconscious - and bleeding
I feel no pain there is no pain

Valediction of the defeated and lost
Devotions left behind – insane and emotionless
fading sounds replaced by deafening silence

Parasomnia- killing as I sleep
Cold dark menacing hunt
My dream of their waking nightmares
In my dream they all die
My eyes rolling as they bleed
Torn apart severed left for dead

You feel your blood drain
Begging not to die
You are nothing
But a hollowed waste of life
Vale purity in their fading eyes
Victim of my nightmare realm- suffering ad nauseam

I feel nothing life- means nothing

3) Artforms Of Butchery

ARTFORMS OF BUTCHERY

Staring out the window- mindless decay
echoes of derangement- time slips away
waves of pain- blackened inside- tormented
Mental anguish- will to live has died
numb and motionless body fluids leak
chemical injection to relieve pain- years or weeks?
Enslaved in lifeless existence persecuted by the weak
men such as I have been forged through pain, death, and loss
dead, damned, and souless!

Sharpening the blade
reflections of madness staring straight into my eyes
intense fetish for pain
the pain of someone else's suffering by my hand

tied on the floor gagged with entrails
in a pool of blood crying for their lives
corpses all around, nauseating smell
naked-bleeding-scared

turning with the knife chills run up my spine
they close their eyes but I open them
I want them to watch as I dismember them
piece by piece- I'll use the limbs for my creation

Eyes sewn open
erotic bleeding stare
in to the flesh i begin to tear
Carving slow
toe by toe foot by foot
still alive drown in fear
begging for death

cauterize the wound with a blow-torch
the smell of cooked flesh
I must not let you die...
not yet

bound to the floor
stripped and amputated
eyes forced open
gagged with the rotting entrails
of another victim

extracting my new life from their new death
absorb the life energy from escaping souls
making me strong, making me a god
making me immortal
perfect timeless, i must transcend
perfect timeless i must transcend the flesh

ejaculating- twisting a hole through the skin
blood drips from my erection
i pull the knife out and stick my cock in
fucking a living corpse violent orgy of meat
fucking it to its horrific death
bashing the soul from its flesh

extract my new life from their new death
absorbing the life energy from escaping souls
making me strong making me a god
making me immortal
perfect timeless as I transcend the flesh

Piles of corpulent seduction
rotting amputated limbs
a genderless mound of flesh
the perfect throne for a sick - god

butchery delicate
artforms of butchery

sewn flesh
scabbed and rotted together
I vomit
The soul of this undying god
Barbaric ritualistic transcendence
This insane altar of butchery

4) Devoured

**DEVOURED**

Flesh tears from your soul
your body lies on earth now your left
lost in a dimension of chaos
dead to the world but the pain still persists
burning internally your soul is exposed
perpetual screams of silence echoes
searching for your god of forgiveness
your holy light is perversed to foul sickness

formless sightless soundless creatures
impale your thoughts deep within
bloodless bodiless gauges in your soul
lacerating pain increases ten-fold

Demons swarming all around you
feeding on your life’s decay
feasting on pre-torn sanity
trapped you'll never escape

gnawing and gnashing
malicious attacks more intense
feeding on your terror
imprisoned in your ----afterlife

becoming one with nothing
into an abyssal hell

becoming one with nothing
into an abyssal hell
doomed for eternity
in darkness you will dwell

evil torment- summon hells gate upon your soul
life has slipped through your hands - like fine grains of sand
you'll find no comfort
only suffering- suffering

devoured

breath in the blood- there is no hope
deny your life and savor your death
no escape- you have been devoured

demonic revocation
and you see them coming
Its time to brace yourself
For the pain- you are about to receive

Suffer - the pain they will cause
die- slowly through eternity
the torment has only just begun

5) Insectile

**Insectile**

I stabbed her in the throat and she fell down to the floor
then I watched the blood gush from the bleeding whore
one too many times- it will never happen again
the bitch is dead- the fucking bitch is dead
you had to fuck around- couldn't keep your legs shut
now you're nothing but a dead fucking slut
I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been before
I'm gonna fuck my dead whore

I stuck my cock inside the bleeding hole in her neck
I think I like her better now that she is dead
orgy of blood thrusting inside your head
fucking you, my love, even though you are dead
Frenzy of ecstasy- bleeding all over me
stabbing my knife into her cunt
orgasmic release- cumming violently
into my blood stained whore

Reality creeps up on me
seeing blood and cum
dripping from her slashed throat
Insanity- horrid ecstasy
erotic nightmare
of torn flesh in front of me

I feel no remorse the bitch got what was coming

I took the bloody corpse
and hid it in a place where she'll never be found
noone will ever know
the pleasure I received from raping her dead-
dead cunt

a few weeks later i returned to see her
craving my dead fuck- sick twisted necro-lust
her body was still there where i left her
but now she's rotting, dead and rotting
covered with maggots and pus

reality creeps up on me
seeing my blue girlfriend with maggots crawling in her cunt
insanity and ecstasy
erotic nightmare of torn flesh in front of me

I stuck my face to the maggot hole
and began to eat her putrid flesh
licking the flowing orfice
sucking her dead lips- engorging the obscene
erotic hallucinigen
insectile fantasy
Chewing deeper into
her vaginal rot
worms caress my tongue as
the maggots squirm in her cunt
I ate the rotten corpse
consumed her cadaver no one will know
the pleasure I received from defiling her dead-
dead cunt

6) Sickened

**SICKENED**

sickened
Death begins once again
darkness descends upon a new souls creation
maggot spawn- left to live
living defecation of the all mighty saviour
through life- torment grows
time is like a dagger always stabbing at your soul
innocence bleeds away
painful memories feed this life of suffering

numb and changing

completely sick of this life
feeling reality erode the mind
cannot cope with lifes torment
someone needs to die

mentally warped by life-scarring years
endless pain revealed through empty eyes
calloused heart drowns within its blackness
insanity engulfed mind and soul

twisting and turning emotions
from within a jaded mind
loss of control sickness swallows you whole
as you take your first life

mentally warped by life-twisting years
endless pain revealed through empty eyes
calloused heart drowns within its blackness
as the insane mind unfolds

Premeditate carving flesh
feel the need to see them bleeding
erotic dreams of violence
peeling skin from bone while they're still screaming
screaming

Blasphemous art- blood-stained beauty
brutally stabbing after they've stopped breathing
there is no stopping- no escaping
sickened life is out there waiting
waiting

sickened
the violent mind rots inside
sickened life evolves in a world of sickened madness
freshly dead on the floor
lies a butchered carcass- the only outlet for the pain
is to kill- release the hate
from the sickened mind overwhelmed by insanity
death begins once again
darkness descends upon the soul of all creation

7) Circle Of Parasites

**CIRCLE OF PARASITES**

Formication – the crawling of the flesh
From within this feeling writhes
Disillusioned parasitosis
Spiraling within this infested microcosm

Survival a virtue of echoing purpose
Horrified dying prey
hungry devouring killers
Co-dependent system of sequences

Draining, leeching, feeding, fucking
Draining, leeching, feeding, fucking

Evolving infinity- gamete transmutation
Dimensional migration- convoluted serpent of time

The severity of any deed
overshadowed by the merit of the enigmatic cause
the blood flow of an endless sea of time
crimson-stained past- drowning, cleansing tides

beneath the flesh, starving maggots squirm
beyond illusions of death, wormholes breathing life

a seed to spread as cancer, incestuous thriving rite
disease tainted cure- prolongs this perpetual twisting state

scratching the surface, as the worms fester below
clawing madly, at the tunneling parasite

suffering thru the food chain- weakened and bled host
endless living and dying- abyssal hollowing hunger

Feast of corpulent flesh- The necessity of decay
Forever bound to this segmented metamorphosis

Draining, leeching, feeding, fucking
Draining, leeching, feeding, fucking

Evolving infinity- gamete transmutation
Dimensional migration- convoluted serpent of time

Formication – the crawling of the flesh
From within this feeling writhes
Disillusioned parasitosis
Spiraling within this infested microcosm

8 Foul Sanctum

**FOUL SANCTUM**

chaos tamed and locked inside my head
waiting to explode all emotions dead
im sick of it all – and the people who talk shit
if you only knew what I would do to you
I’m sick all your ways and all you mindless fucks
fuck you & your trends you fucking hypocrites
I hate you

every day I hear the pathetic cries of scum
who really think their shallow lives mean something
I'm here to tell you that you're nothing but a piece of shit
a blood sucking leech of the living and trying world

all you have has been handed to you on a silver platter
i bust my ass and appreciate the things you take for granted

I will slit your throat wide laughing while you choke and die
No tolerance left for such a fucking waste of life

Life would be better
With out you in it
It's time to see you put in your fucking place

on the ground- coughing blood
choking on your tongue
noone cares to help you now
you're all alone- you've fucked with me
one too many times
now your blood spills to the ground

I am not to be fucked with
Fuck you- Fuck you!

9) Wrath

**WRATH**
wrath- may the churches burn in ruin
kill the priests and politicians
no longer can we wait
blood must spill today

there is darkness
bleeding from the soul of creation
corrupting all life
infecting the world with plagues of evil sickness
no escaping
existing in a world where you only live to die
no understanding
of the powers from beyond that control our lives and deaths

For too many years the church has reigned
with pounding nails of suppression
no more will i succumb to the fears of the blind
sever religious chains that bind your mind

act now it’s not too late
to take back the life inherently ours
can’t you see we’re all just slaves
feeding the machine with our money and blind faith

religion- a mental plague
politics- the control of masses
crawling- on our knees
threatened with a beast under the thumb of a fabricated god

wrath- of god - wrath- of god

lies- disease- hatred- greed-
rape- deprivation- torment- insanity
torture- murder- conscious blasphemy
unseen evil forces devour all we see

creator- tormentor- the darkness obscures the light
satan- god- the weight of both we carry through our lives
creator- tormentor- the darkness obscures the light
satan-god- as above so below they are one

wrath- may the churches burn in ruin
kill the priests and politicians
no longer can we wait
blood must spill today

a gods gift to its miserable creation
a gods will there is no explanation
human lives of pain and suffering
human fear the wrath of god unseen

wrath- of god - wrath- of god
wrath-
-of god

10) Path Of Confusion

**PATH OF CONFUSION**

soul maggots feed on your lifes decay
confused naïve existence now fades away

the path you take is obscured
where it leads you can’t possibly know
raped on the beaten path
or lost and the road less known

smothered by the wings of satan
and crushed by bloody cloven hooves

At the heart of our existence
we find no consistent truths

Slaves and soldiers alike
War lives as we all die
worldwide manipulation
Controlled since the dawn of time
Life and purpose skewed
Sojourn on this path of confusion

Dying- the only hope
Survival- a cosmic joke
Onwards- we crawl to our graves
Death- and the circle begins again

Watching your life pass before your eyes
Feel your blackend soul as it burns inside
Manipulated memories- the life you thought was true
Death reveals reality- of lifes torment raping you

Posthumus posterity
This maddening downward spiral
Disciplines & obstructions of logic
Of logic never found

Tersely ripped from our grasp
The pith of sagacity
A wall hiding unknown fruits
Wisdom finds no valid truths

As our thoughts are shattered
Inverse truth unveiled
Broken fragments of confusion
A crippling burden to us all

11) Profane

**PROFANE**

I denounce the throne of god

your god is weak, your god has failed
to lead you to your promised land
your god is weak, your god has failed
to lead you to your promised land

Fuck your holy book of god
Burn all the pages
There is no redemption
there is no god

Hail to the man that was beaten and raped?
nailed to a cross and hung between two thieves
i mock the beliefs of the sheep
i blasphemize your dead saviour

i stand for all the world to see
I’m real, tangible, I live

living well within these walls of consciousness
my life means nothing while your dead prophet is praised

fuck your god! fuck jesus christ!
fuck your god! fuck your religion

your god is weak, your god has failed
to lead you to your promised land
your god is weak, your god has failed
to lead you to your promised land

may truth be my guide, guardian, and god
in these darkened days, in this darkened hour
evil destroys while your god has no power

your god is weak, your god has failed
to lead you to your promised land

i – denounce- the throne of god
there is no god
where is your god now?
there is no god

blasphemy- mockery and disgust
satanic sabbat – celebration in blood
evil- the worship of satan in spite
vomit in vain- watch your church burn to the ground

Fuck your god
fuck jesus Christ!
Fuck your god
Fuck your religion

I denounce the throne of god

your god is weak, your god has failed
to lead you to your promised land
your god is weak, your god has failed
to lead you to your promised land

12) Interitum Perpetuum

**INTERITUM PERPETUUM**
Momentum of the perpetual spiral spins madly out of control
coursing in perfect form expanding and contracting
as the dead are reborn forever clutching to dying visions
re-creating the terrifying dream
forcing the shallow to be buried deep once again
deep inside the nightmare cleansing chaotic purity
this torn fabric of perception is mended by the genesis of being
the inability to grasp its entirety unraveling harshly and with
unshaken conviction eternity infinitely stretching
across the vast reaches of this blind and buried
glimpse of a single moment lost in the expanse of it all
symphonic praise of reverence and grief and see what remains
of what we think is true

13) Neetriht

**NEETRIHT**

***THIRTEEN*** is reversed
Reversing time Flow of light Portal Outside life Dimensional
Doors within The mind Deep- within void below the surface o
f consciousness waiting to come forth and destroy our clouded
vision falling and failing to see buried in the past fragments of
the unborn reanimate the corpse that rots within the stifling bond
of tradition the thoughts of man in the place of absent gods
inner coil encircled by flesh at the threshold of ancient gates
Reversing time Flow of light Portal Outside life Dimensional
Doors within The mind Deep- within void below the surface of
consciousness waiting to come fort hand destroy our clouded
vision

HYMNS OF INNER TORMENT

An empty night under a frozen landscape

Darkness - deep and tearing

Falling further into it's black descent

Anguish, sorrow, & mourning

Adrift in the echoing void

Hymns for the shadow of a corpse

Hymns of Inner torment

Sickened - slowly withering away

Buried inside- buried alive

Ritual summoning of the dead

Vessel at the infernal threshold

Of the ancient gates

Bring forth the dead

Infinity - crawling with sadness and despair

The darkest depths of this hell

Enslaved - curse for the living

Exhumed from a shallow grave

Only to dread the creeping doom

HARBINGER OF UNBAREABLE SORROW

Herald for the crawling of the flesh

Prophet of unspeakable realms

Horrors from beyond

This blood-soaked gate

Opened wide to befall

The tragedies of all man

And to lay waste to it all

Slave - servant - succubus

Screaching - scathing penetration

Wretched seed - the foul bearing

Of a horrific tormented creation

Past the limits of the fathomable

Beyond the edge of the tolerable

Collapse of a shattered mind

Eulogy of screaming flesh & bone

Epitaph carved in time

Horrible demonic wails

Drowning out the hopeless crys

Laments of the lost and forgotten

Laments of the dead

Laments of unbearable grief

Laments of the dying

Laments of the dead

Weeping-the blood cold and black

Across all of this defeated realm

Overwhelming gloom and drudgery

Laid painfully across the dark haggard path

HOMO HOMINIBUS LUPUS EST

Man is wolf of man

Man is no man, but a wolf to a stranger

Lurking inside lies the wolf

The predator- the hunter

Devouring the weak

Living only to survive - to feed

Gnawing and gnashing on fragments of bone

Stripping the flesh from your hollowed soul

Evil - hunger, lust, & atrocity

Voracious will to live

Devour the cowering victims

As their eyes glaze over

With weakness & fear

DIE- all who cross this path will be victims

Prey for the sacrifice

DIE-

Underneath it all

Is where the darkness lies

Hidden in the light

A mad convulsing nightmare

Writhing with disease and filth

Vomiting fragments of the unborn

On a putrid grave of worms

DIE- FUCKING DIE

EPOCH OF THE ANCIENTS

Time eternal, everlasting

Casting its twisted shadow

Across pillars of the astral realms

Aeons cycling in the ancients aether

Thrones of giants - poised in disgust

At the black mass before them

Slumbering - as the insects crawl

From dark portals of their eternal dreams

Waking nightmare of terror and infernal horrors

As the evil seed is planted in sleeping minds

Awaken the old ways -

Travel to oblivion

The end of all time

Twilight of the gods

Epoch of the ancients

The burden of time

Crushing the life from the living

Hypnotic spiral of duality

Ever present sleep migration

BLOOD AND SECRECY

High art ritual

Cloven dance of death

Celebration of the devil

Embracing the fear within

Release the blood

Pale sacrifice left dead upon the alter

Impure - black arts

Shaping this realm with ungodly horror

Manifested behind closed doors

Dark sects of morbid lust

Transformation - as veins are emptied

Cult of true magic

New world sorcery

Burning in the blood of all who breathe

The crushing spell cast in vain

Hidden behind the sacred oath of secrecy

Bring forth the blood

Offer up the sacrifice

Call forth the master

Open the gate upon

This disgusting realm of man

ELDER HORDES

Storm of crashing decimation

Coming forth from within

Tearing away the thin veil

Separating the mask from the myth

Shattered reality as sheep burn to ash

Pestilence & war cascade

Across the crack in the tearing sky

Slaves drown in seas of blood

And are washed away

By the vomit of lesser gods

Elder Hordes

Raise the flag of death & hate

Elder Hordes

Devour the horrid race

Elder Hordes

Come forth and destroy

Elder Hordes

Crush this sick & wasting world

Windows open in the sky

Terror rains across the land

Devastation - this world in ruin

SUMMON THE FLESHLESS

Arise oh fleshless one

Come forth oh nameless one

The door is open

The circle is complete

Open the gate

Cross over to the realms

Of this altered state

Portal etched in time

Scribed in servitude

With hands of the hollow

And the call of immortal lust

Arise oh sacred one

The temples burn with the stench of decay

Come forth oh nameless one

Bind the circle to the gate

Hells flames transform this existence to ash

And are swept away in your ancient winds

Circle carved in the flesh

Sacrifice to open the door

Let the void devour

And feed the deep abyssal hunger

Arise oh sacred one

Arise oh nameless one

Arise oh scared one

Arise oh nameless one

Arise

SACRED VESSELS OF THE DIVINE ART

Upon the gates of the flesh

And past the thresholds made of bone

Into elevated planes I roam

Across seas of time i exist

Leaving my astral corpse behind

Practice of the divine

Following the eternal flow

Leaving the low and sick

Power through the fleshless ascent

Lost and under attack

By demons of the realm

Darkness enshrouds

The haunting eyes of old travellers

Feeling the presence of the enemies

Your vessel falls deeper into the dark

Time-travel and sorcery

Duality of being - trinity of darkness

Consumed by the gaze of the ancient gods

The corpse left behind

Never to return again

To what now is a shell

As the spirit is drug to hell

INTERITUM PERPETUUM

Momentum of the perpetual spiral

Spins madly out of control

Coursing in perfect form

Expanding and contracting

As the dead are reborn

Forever clutching to dying visions

Re-creating the terrifying dream

Forcing the shallow to be buried deep once again

Deep inside the nightmare

Cleansing chaotic purity

This torn fabric of perception

Is mended by the genesis of being

The inability to grasp its entirety

Unraveling harshly and with unshaken conviction

Eternity infinitely stretching

Across the vast reaches

Of this blind and buried

Glimpse of a single moment

Lost in the expanse of it all

Symphonic praise of reverence and grief

And see what remains

Of what we think is true

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