Ghosts Of Silent Tongue

The root of the human animal sprout
From the eroded soil, of all things past
Left to carry, free of breath and blood
Fixed on our benevolent past.

There is no escape, from the powers
Fed by, primordial aggression
Which beats so effortlessly
Through the hearts of man
Yet we suppress
To carry without true existence
Descend in to the vile.

Ridden of purpose
As each nerve exhausts
Transcendence through infuriation
At its base form.

Without engrained tendencies
We impede indecence
From this we rise.

Free the violent mind
This is nostalgia for our paleolithic rights
Bleed out incompleteness
Abolish the inner fiend through chaos
Confide in innumerable worlds
Bleed.

Rule the self by releasing the source of self
Let the ancients rush through you
Bleed out the false god eternal.

Delve in the uncertainty of our Earth
Bleed out.

Will to conquer purity
Calm and extremity
Torch emotion
Be your God.

Will to conquer purity
Calm and extremity
Violent enlightenment
Violent path of the enlightened soul.

When compassion subsides the self will arise
Detest thy mother who's name be our realm
For she is the whore of the monotonous heaven
We are the Ghosts of Silent Tongue.

Violent enlightenment
Violent path of the enlightened soul
Praise the accursed and defiled
Exterminate belief
Vent through torture
True self rise
Be your God.

Scatter thy entrails before the savage beast
Sacrifice the weakness of man
Scatter our mortal burden
Upon the scorched oceans of black.

Never shall thy fast from such innards
Smother these offerings with the still-racing mind of your infant within.

Once placed upon this altar
Thou are destined to become
Thou are destined to truly live.

Free is the soul accustomed to the onyx
Yet with all light withdrawn
Illuminate the chasm of all things beyond.

Dwell not in the lifeless before you
For thou has removed the place of it's former confinement
At one with this truth we are enlightened
At one with this truth we are enlightened by violent mankind.