Septycal Gorge – Psychotic Redemption

Septycal Gorge – Psychotic Redemption Lyrics

Artist: Septycal Gorge
Song: Psychotic Redemption

Millions of miles of ethereal walls
No!
They’re f#cking solid, I can touch them
Live them – breathe them – the morbid consolidation could kill me

I can’t fix nothing but the present
But I’m not a new lord Byron
The call of love/the impulse of retirement
Retaliation/annihilation

Hiding from the world…
Is this the only solution?
I’m not a clichéd screamer of banal “Fight! Fight! Fight!”
I’m the first surrender

Cut your veins – cut your veins – cut your veins
And clean up this f#cked up society
And there’ll be a nеw dead winner to idolize: why?
Alonе with the benefit of doubt

Meditating if it could be anathema
The morbid-putrid-rotting laying in a presumed self-consciousness
“Presumed” rhymes with “re-exhumed”
And that self-consciousness is the new device

To get a new, brilliant smile…
Smile me and I’ll easily smash your teeth!
But don’t worry, I won’t do it
’cause I’m too busy to dig in my own private Hell

Call it will to kill
Call it deviant madness
I like defining it “will to kick asses”
That unsane instinct dominates

Falling into the abyss of euphoria
Drunk of those poisoned waters
New sick worms are devouring my guts
And here I come in a new purest form

Far from every standard image
Standard condition, standard infliction
But in a standard failure…
Brilliant like a Looney Tune

Sicker than Freddy Krueger
Opened to tolerance like Gandhi
Victim of the circumstances like a presumed killer
…what the hell I need?
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Release Year: 2009