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1. With Hearts Toward None I

Between the damned,
the pissed and the outright insane
Grand architects of failure,
sculptors of loss
No golden thrones to follow
No shrines of solace to seek

I shall erect myself over transience
I shall ascend over flesh
Steadfastly tearing through aether
I shall rise to the beyond
I shall reveal heights
not yet imagined
I shall rewrite Summa de homine
I shall speak with tongues of angels
And I shall burn with pure light

I will burn allright

On to rupture; bonds rearranged
Scorch the archaic remnants
and rip through primordial thoughts
On to diremption: self / kin
All glory and strenght of culture
now null and void

No golden thrones to follow
No shrines of solace to be found
And only the locusts shall sing
at the end of the day

2. With Hearts Toward None II

Repent! Repent!
For the LORD has risen
high and proud
His chariot drawn
by rats and vultures
And adorned
with heads of skeptics

Yes!
The LORD is on the prowl tonight
The LORD will be diligent
For there are many to be smitten
and the LORD loves holocausts

The hand of the LORD
is eager to bestow
Yes, The LORD
will bestow his grace
Until you pray for the fall

He shall distress the weary
He shall disgrace the meek
He shall rip out the eyes of the lame
And he shall cripple the blind

Repent! Praise! Repent!
Praise the LORD of hosts,
of bestial and human filth,
of blistering gangrene
and crawilng carnage,
of death piled upon death,
the great sower descends
to reap the crops.

3. With Hearts Toward None III

Threshold wanderers
Daath dwellers
Usucaptors in lands
of no hope and no grace

Preachers of the fall
Surveyors of the astray
In darkness and in ruin,
in gutters of ascension
Behold the Logos
begotten of death

From the midst of cold ash
comes the voice of the living god
Further down
to the roots of withered pillars
Through the scorched ground
And you shall know perdition
And it will set you free

Grey ash prayer
Severed from the unconscious
Perverse theodicy
Atrocious immanence

With hearts toward none

4. With Hearts Toward None IV

All hail reapers of hope
All hail the seer of confusion
To grind the sandstones of culture
And to reveal the true foundation
of terror and fevers

Under vigilant eyes
of watchdogs of psyche
Let loose by loving brethren
Jaws dripping with balm
of righteous comfort
To pour upon conflict,
Turmoil and friction

Now bite into the essence
and cut into fabric of life
Unearth the fragile construct
below instilled order

Never surrender
Never retreat
In this the weapons
are our very lives
Fuck hope and godspeed

5. With Hearts Toward None V

Behold the high order abstractors
Anthropologists
and engineers alike
The virtuous, the chaste
Weaving new layers of oblivion

Behold the kings
and leaders of men
Warlords of retreat,
sovereigns of surrender
The righteous, the pure
Now gathered upon the new form

A monument is risen
To be seen from afar
Erected by thieves
Financed by murderers
And secured by lawyers

Fear upon fear
Inbuilt braces
Scripted obedience

Behold trangression,
conform and gorge
Bask in the radiance
of purified norm
There will be no distress,
no more trembling
The muzzle never felt that good

6. With Hearts Toward None VI

I call upon the name
of purificating angel,
Upon the name of strangling angel
Let the world drink again
fromthe fountains of the great deep
Let majestic springs erupt
upon the footsteps of men
Let the skies dim with clouds
of heavenly splendour
Let the waters of redemption arise
Let the children drink freely
from these rivers of grace
And let there come the rain,
let there come the rain

And may it wash away the scum,
the cunts, the dogs, the filth, the shit,
the whores, the junk, the trash, the
worms, the freaks, the rot, the
plague, the grime, the smut, the
waste, the pigs, the slime, the mud,
the vermin of every shape and size

Higher, higher
Hoist the banners of shame

I call upon the great day
of disgust and scorn,
where man and beast
are turned to clay
Where all flesh dies
that moves upon the earth
And this rotten cesspool
is swept all clean

7. With Hearts Toward None VII

Have ye courage, o my brethren?
The signs are everywhere.
Some did not see it coming,
others refused to see.
I can feel it in the tingle of the air,
in the heartbeat of the earth
And I can tell that the storm is
coming all down on me.

Come redemption
As the litany of abandonment
rings through ruined temples
As the darkest night of them all
falls upon the scorched
home shores
As the great fervour within
is crawling in stasis and dirt

Earthbound,
yet striving to walk upon the wind
Always downwards - and toward
the farthest sides of the north

There come
the agents of change,
stiff and inert
Pillars of reason
and pillars of belief,
In the footsteps
of their fathers’ virtues
Always downwards - and toward
the farthest sides of the north
There is the nadir
There comes the storm

Well, I stand up next to a mountain

And I chop it down with the edge of my hand

Yeah

Well, I stand up next to a mountain

And I chop it down with the edge of my hand

Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island

Might even raise a little sand

Yeah

’Cause I’m a voodoo child

Lord knows I’m a voodoo child baby

I want to say one more last thing

I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time

I’ll give it right back to ya one of these days

Hahaha

I said I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time

I’ll give it right back one of these days

Oh yeah

If I don’t meet you no more in this world then uh

I’ll meet ya on the next one

And don’t be late

Don’t be late

’Cause I’m a voodoo child voodoo child

Lord knows I’m a voodoo child

Hey hey hey

I’m a voodoo child baby

I don’t take no for an answer

Question no

Yeah

Hello (hello hello), is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me.

Is there anyone home?

see’mon (c’mon see’mon), now,

I hear you’re feelin’ down.

Well, I can ease your pain,

Get you on your feet again.

Relax (relax relax), I need some information first.

Just the basic facts.

Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain,

You are receding.

A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

You lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying.

When I was a child, I had a fever.

My hands felt just like two balloons.

Now I’ve got that feeling once again,

I can’t explain, you would not understand,

This is not how I am.

I have become comfortably numb.

I have become comfortably numb.

OK (OK OK) just a little pinprick.

There’ll be no more (scream),

But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up (stand up, stand up)?

I do believe it’s working good.

That’ll keep you going for the show.

see’mon it’s time to go.

There is no pain,

You are receding.

A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

You lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying.

When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse

Out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to look but it was gone.

I cannot put my finger on it now,

The child is grown, the dream is gone.

And I have become comfortably numb

I come from down in the valley

where mister when you’re young

They bring you up to do like your daddy done

Me and Mary we met in high school

when she was just seventeen

We’d ride out of this valley down to where the fields were green

-

We’d go down to the river

And into the river we’d dive

Oh down to the river we’d ride

-

Then I got Mary pregnant

and man that was all she wrote

And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat

We went down to the courthouse

and the judge put it all to rest

No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle

No flowers no wedding dress

-

That night we went down to the river

And into the river we’d dive

Oh down to the river we did ride

-

I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company

But lately there ain’t been much work on account of the economy

Now all them things that seemed so important

Well mister they vanished right into the air

Now I just act like I don’t remember

Mary acts like she don’t care

-

But I remember us riding in my brother’s car

Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir

At night on them banks I’d lie awake

And pull her close just to feel each breath she’d take

Now those memories come back to haunt me

they haunt me like a curse

Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true

Or is it something worse

that sends me down to the river

though I know the river is dry

That sends me down to the river tonight

Down to the river

my baby and I

Oh down to the river we ride