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skinfarm.
01:46
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As seconds pass on, blood drips from my entries made in you
You're not a name or number, you are livestock; Ungrateful and annoying
Longpig squealing a symphony of despair
The soundtrack soothes my motions
Stop wanting, stop wanting things
Stop it, stop right now
Your blood is oil, your skin is money
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Southern Homicidality
02:42
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For what it's worth, I'm feeling absolutely worthless
Ripping skin off so I don't have to feel
Suffocating in ignorance; Surrounded by prosthetic smiles
Turn it off
Shut down completely
Every limit reached, every feeling felt
Worship and praise
Give back only to take more
I feel tensions; Burned in me
Slave for strangers, bleed for worms:
This is what God made you for
I guess I've let it win
I guess the faith is gone
Now, flesh is a prison cell;
A droning soul trapped in a hollow form
We have only thoughts and hands
Time will make us like we never were
Moments are only memories
I thought the isolation was love
I thought it was real this time;
Fact is found in fiction
We are conduits for monotony
Well-dressed, soulless apathy
We are conduits of misery
Well-dressed, soulless apathy
Suicide; my only relief
Suicide; my only belief
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Cousin Counter
03:15
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Can't look in a broken mirror
Can't turn the page
Animals running on a rabid rage
Everybody's on the run
Everybody's got their gun
Is everybody having fun?
Is anybody anyone?
What can you say?
We're all dead anyway
So let it pour
God must have blessed and damned
Sunbathing on our frozen-over hell
Everything's in ruin
Just ignore the smell
All your sisters are mothers
All your cousins are brothers
Everybody's on the run
Everybody's got their gun
Is everybody having fun?
Is anybody anyone?
Never been awake a day
Never known another way
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Troubled Girl
03:49
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See this troubled girl, trapped in a fucked up world
Sitting all alone, she calls the graveyard home
Picked apart each day in a so-called "society"
A slave in the land of the free, told that she shouldn't be
Distance yourselves from me
I want no part of your society
Give me room to break
Bullshit don't make good company
Staring eyes again; Tortured to no end
Whispers everywhere; Poisons to fill the air
Can't just let her live
Gone too numb to forgive
Closed minds can't comprehend
Driving her to the end
Distance yourselves from me
I want no part of your society
Give me room to break
Bullshit don't make good company
Can't just let her live
She's too numb to forgive
Distance yourselves from me
I want no part of your society
Give me room to break
Bullshit don't make good company
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Ugly River
02:52
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Polluting lights, ugly sights
Street gun fights, sounds like home
Noisy nights, wonderful whites
Cousin on cousin, a redneck porno
Get your fix on cruci-fiction
Throw your bids, pick your fiction
Get your fix on crucifixion
Make your marks, pick your fixation
Locked up minds, swarms of flies
Broken homes, smells like shit
Extended vowels, cluttered bowels
Sweaty brows, missing teeth
Get your fix on cruci-fiction
Throw your bids, pick your fiction
Get your fix on crucifixion
Make your marks, pick your fixation
Swimming down an ugly river
Cut your feet on broken words
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66
03:12
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I remember doing it on holy ground
I remember clothes pinned on the wall
I remember scraping limbs on a dirty floor
I remember how I smelled like you the week before
I remember cuts and kisses
I remember hits and misses
I remember how we should have never
I remember the nails in our caskets
I remember your past being spoken
I remember hearts getting broken
I remember you saying how it moved you
I remember how nothing should have gone through
I remember cuts and kisses
I remember the taste of smoke on your lips
I remember names and dates we wrote down
I remember the nails driven in the ground
I don't remember why it ever even happened
I don't remember why we ever stopped
I don't remember where we ever ended up
I don't remember why it felt so cold
I remember cuts and kisses
I remember haunts and blisses
I remember we were only nomads
I remember the nails in our caskets
There's nothing in the air tonight
Nothing left to see anymore
There's niches in our hearts and minds
It was like a passing storm...
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World Without Man
01:10
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Forgiveness is futile
Putrid mammals of a parasitic nature
Look through the lens of what was, juxtaposed to what is;
I was built to resent you
We must reset;
World, without man, is triumph
Humanity will continually feed until famine is achieved
Precious loathing, glorified nothing;
I've had my fun with your body and now I don't care
Wasted meat, ungrateful swine;
I've had my fun with your world and now it must die
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8. |
Mojave Cave
04:04
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Venture to vanish
Staring into an abyss
'Cause the vision haunts your sleep
Some secrets you can never keep
You carry your ghost into afterlife
Searching for nothing, what could you find?
Exploring recesses of your mind
Step inside, you can't turn back time
A far cry from sanity
Sending instincts miles away
Surrounding yourself in mystery
Some sights are better left unseen
Tempted to traverse
A curious curse
'Cause the feeling left you weak
Haunted every word you speak
A reckless abandon some might say
Disappearing in your cave
Surrounding yourself with mystery
Sometimes there's more than what is seen
A far cry from sanity
Sending instincts miles away
Surrounding yourself with mystery
Some sights are better left unseen
Kenny must have found his cave;
Did he mean to explore or escape?
A far cry from sanity
Sending instincts miles away
Surrounding yourself with mystery
Some sights are better left unseen
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9. |
Poltergeist Papi
04:22
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[instrumental]
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10. |
Bleach Cubes
03:30
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We are strange and stranded here
Nowhere looks brighter today
We all want to die another way
These things all scare me the same
The things I do for love are the things I do to forget the pain
Things I do for the two of you just to keep myself sane
It's all a nightmare being here
Something new to make a fool out of you
It's a new monster every day
Fred left me shaken and shaved
Screaming at the sound of Ramses plague
The mask still scares me the same
The things I do for love are the things I do to forget the pain
Puppeteering my family today
It doesn't always keep me sane
But who cares?
Can't say
We're going nowhere anyway
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Make the change
Take, exchange
Send me to hell
In many ears, share and tell
Take me all apart
Turn me inside-out
What is life worth?
Remodeled; it goes away
Believe in me
Closed eyes to see
Call out in vein
Remember my name
Take me all apart
Turn me inside-out
What is life worth?
Revision; we make our claim
Our reflections seen in blood
I am God on dial
Survival is denial
Make higher use
Beneficial abuse
Take it all apart
Turn us inside-out
What were we worth?
Division; find life in death
We find our life in death
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Lidocaine
04:32
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Restless, unfed
Burning forehead
Toss and turn, feels like dying, lying in bed
Static on TV;
Eyes both bleeding
Cold as haunting, can’t even taste the drugs I’m drinking
It’s just what the doctor ordered
Takes all the feelings away
It’s just what we’re looking for
Just sipping the pain away
All the leaves fall
Colder winds call
Days get darker as winter starts to come along
Coughing, black and blue
Evils in the news
Everything goes grey, and nothing’s like we ever knew
Shadows, where we sleep and hide
Waiting as time passes by
It’s just what the doctor ordered
Drains all the memories away
It’s just what we’re looking for
Just letting the days all fade
Draining bottles of lidocaine
’Til we don’t remember anything
Seasons take our minds away
We don’t feel a thing
It’s just what the doctor ordered
Our feelings all gone away
It’s just what we’re looking for
We never felt a thing
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Everything is Poison
03:28
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I'm a visible ghost
The world's abandoned and disconnected
Passing through each day like a wave at sea
There's no more blood to bleed
Everything is killing me
Everything I see and breathe
Everything I'd never need
Everybody's eyes can see
Seasons change like teeth do rot
All we remember is all we've forgot
All we are is all we're not
Plagues are found in every venture sought
Everything is killing me
Everything I see and breathe
Everything will someday leave
Everyone has something to grieve
Everything is killing me
Everything I see and breathe
Everything is full of disease
Everybody has to bleed
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14. |
Descension
07:30
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Manifest fables into facts
Dissonance eats us alive
Sanity escapes the fragile mind
And if you stare long enough into the void, soon it stares into you
Illusions turning real
Created curses from fear
Transcending to descension
Accepting world-wide dementia
The human psyche is so tangible
A sentient mass of clay
Phobic hands mold it into various forms
All cognition fades
Incubating tragedy
Selling our souls to what can't be seen
Forgiveness is martyrdom
Consume what you regurgitate
Transcending to descension
Accepting world-wide dementia
Now I feel a presence take over
Nausea hits like an epiphany
Now we're seeing our lives in ashes
Nothing was ever as it seemed
You were happy, that just couldn't be
It's all come to be
Descension; We've sinned like it's destiny
It's all come to be
Descension; We are architects of misery
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Asylum 213 Richmond, Virginia
Asylum 213 is an experimental rock quartet originally founded as a solo project by Dylan Lawson in the summer of
2010.
Feel free to drop a line any time at themusicofasylum213@gmail.com for bookings, thoughts, compliments, insults, and more! Much love!
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