1. |
Nothingness
00:51
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Existence is a disease
Transmitted for life
Infliction upon birth
Against the throat is a knife
Universal suicide
No redemption but cessation
Annihilation of the self
True acceptance extrication
The cancer spreads
Our prisonous form
With no repentance
Being is nothingness
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2. |
Mud
01:26
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I will be the mud
Below the grave of America
I’m the invisible spic
My pigment is full of shit
I’ll grab my shiv and take off this cast
The majority is my final task
I will be the mud
Below the grave of America
Destruction eases the mind
Death to the land of the free: it’s the end of your line.
Mud.
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3. |
Infinite Resignation
00:45
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Day by day and night by night
The screaming begs me to end this blight
Detached from agony
and embracing of the emptiness
Give up inclination for
Inevitable limitations
Resigned to letting go
Through oblivion you will die alone
Teach me to laugh
Through these tears
Infinite Resignation
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4. |
S.E.P.
00:24
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Daydreams consistently moves in vignettes
The pain is sacrifice the heart must bear
Numb my head down and force it to forget
I know it’s not okay to ever move on
Mind altering substance; suffered too long
Stuck in the mindset of a past memory
Emotional Scorched Earth Policy
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5. |
Will and Representation
01:09
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Live at large through decaying seas
Brain in a vat: a detention facility
Fantasy and reality all end in blight
Gouge out the eyes and block out the sight
Tainted views as nothing is known
Ecstatic visions the boredom is gone
Distraction evolves to misery
Suffer as one, as you are to me
Perception received
Deception perceived
The will of life:
To live through damnation
Carnality strives
Through it’s Representation
I want it all to end.
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6. |
Interlude
01:53
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7. |
The Abyss
01:05
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Atomic wavelengths radiate the land
The cleansing is in effect
Of the pompous self righteous
and I will be their cure
but as I gaze upon
The consumption grows deeper
I’m Engulfed by the void
and Became the monster I most fear
There’s no bright new world
Only mirrors on the wall
Reflection stares back
The cloud starts to disenthrall
Consumed by hate: become my pain
Surrounded by humans: they all deserve the same
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8. |
Terminal
01:04
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Dementia cries
There’s nothing left
but radiance in the derelict
Brutality
Mournfulness
Your hands are cold
Permanence
Funeral Resentment
Impugning
the lavished self centered
The shroud now cloaks
Lifelessness
Repress it deep
The morning provokes
Through swollen eyes
I tell myself lies
This feeling is lingering
Feel what I feel
Hurt how I hurt
You’d see that
Beauty sheds life
On this sadistic earth
Countless attempts
I’ve always survived
I wish we could trade the illness
so I’ll be euthanized
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9. |
Hospice Party
00:25
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Heaven achieved
Transcended alone
Surrounding apparitions
Strangers lurk in a home
The light burns my eyes
So i stuffed them with mud
The music aches my heart
Tears as cold as surfaced blood
Hospice Party
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10. |
Salt In The Wound
02:04
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Repulsed by meaning, I lust for chaos
To cope with the terror, that is the self
Create and Destroy: Cyclical Nature
Guided by the condition’s great loss
Nothing is inherent
Live life as a lie
The walls caving in
To the collapsing sky
Sentiency: where punishment meets crime
The consciousness is where I’ll do my time
Conditioned to react born to feel empty
Escaping myself: my humanity
Lost all regret
The disorder will thrive
My surroundings are war
My soul will die
Lying awake
The world is an agonizing room
Every breath i take
Hopes the moment will come soon
Alive to be afraid
To alienate is attuned
One by one with a blade
I’ll pour salt in the wound.
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CHALK Chicago, Illinois
Negative Hardcore/Raw Punk. Est. 2021
Photo taken by Justin Waite (notesfromadeadman on instagram)
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