1. |
Glittergrind
03:02
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I'm a fortune teller in a well of lottery wishers
Straight to the source, unfuckwithable force, a self-made king amongst bootlickers
Throw your name in the hat
Spit your blood in the bowl
One to the chest, it's infected
Platinum vectors will heal up the hole
I'm climbing a ladder, I'm breaking a chain
Seducing the sky, bless my body with rain
No second choice, no alternate route
No compromise, not a drop of water wasted on the seeds of doubt
Delayed gratification
Unholy war before celebration
Shit surroundings, transmutation
Apocalypse flipped into a vacation
Forty-four score and four corridors down
Rise of willpower unbound
Blade to the throat, bullethole in the boat
Crimson water will glisten, all enemies eviscerated below
Possessed to drag my bones through the dirt
And incomprehensible hurt
The route I'm wired to traverse
To riches and ritualistic rebirth
I will shatter this prison of ice
Into a trillion shimmering shards
Great escape from the dark, cold and lonely night
Into sunlight with a crown made of flowers and stars
I'm a fortune teller in a well of lottery wishers
Moving too fucking fast and burning too fucking bright to waste time being bitter
Crystal ball hedonic, no pipe dream too lofty to accomplish
I'll live forever or die trying, either way, cover my grave in glitter
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2. |
Walking Wounded
05:26
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I'm fresh out of frailty
Angeleater, hail me
The old grind has failed me
You'll never derail me
Fuck romance, I just want palm trees on my pants
Thought I'd lost the sauce, had to take a second glance
Back in action, the boulder's back to rolling
Diamondheart 007, had to snatch back what's been stolen
Temporary grave, buried before my final breath
Molten earth batter brought to a boil
My eyes roll back around neon red
Behind a deceptive veil of soil
You're inconsequential, devoid of potential
A snag on my trudge out of hell artificial
Shed the skin that shreds your soul
Overthrow the intruder and repossess control
Tunnel vision on what's coming
Left lane, fuck what's going
Left brain horses humming
Sunroof thumping, system blowing
I'm fresh out of frailty
Angeleater, hail me
The old grind has failed me
You'll never derail me
Cut myself from the web, could've ended up dead
It could've been me, but I made it out in time
Try to drag me down with you, test me left and right
Try and take me, not without a fight
Won't go in the box 'til I'm good and fucking dead
Demise before compliance, I'll take free over fed
I found my way back to where I flourish and shine
Far away from the fire, dead weight left behind
One touch of the music and you're crossed the fuck out
Breathe out all that no longer serves you
Jumped ship before shit hit the fan
Hit land without a look back and ran
Into the wilderness, primal revival
Back to my home in the ocean a brand new man
I'm running under spinning thunder
Temper lumbered, sadness torn asunder
Replenished wonder
Wanna take me under? Take a number
Full strength regenerated in the course of a single summer
Proved to myself that I'm still alive
Red moon arise and shine upon the tide tonight
A cloud of carnage behind me, that trouble won't find me
again
The shimmer of a sparkling future guides me
I'm fresh out of frailty
Angeleater, hail me
The old grind has failed me
You'll never derail me
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3. |
Summertongue
04:50
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Like flowers, shadows bloom
Like flowers, shadows wilt
Dark times bleached out by the sun
Self-doubt shriveled and killed
Chirps in the trees, chakra stimulant
Winter worries freed, untangled dissonance
It was as if an occult hand had
Struck from above and reset the slab
A reason to wring myself out
The season my health shell gets punched out
The breeze blesses my skin
Like a kiss blown straight from heaven
In my element: heat hellish
My smile widens the more my flesh reddens
Give it to the universe, get it back in spades
Source of my sorcery, root of my reign in the rays
Sky parted like the red sea, departure of pain
Crystal antler, turquoise tusk
Evening enchanter hovering under a violet dusk
Swirl of my sweet summer cloudscape
Put me to sleep under your soothing evening gaze
Like flowers, shadows bloom
Like flowers, shadows wilt
Dark times bleached out by the sun
Self-doubt shriveled and killed
Lunch on the grill on a warm, sunny day
Knucks to the grill if you bring back the grey
Rain on this parade, features rearranged
Try to put out this flame; maimed
Honey, I'm home, alive to the bone
Tryptamine dreams in a dry husk zone
Strength in numbers, strength in none
One way in and out, they say
I'll take the scenic one and run
Give it to the universe, get it back in spades
I gave it to the universe and got it back in all the best ways
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4. |
Plasma Fox (feat. STAIN)
03:49
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(Additional vocals by STAIN)
https://soundcloud.com/grossxfilthy
To lock horns with the laws of the landmine
At the risk of every fiber of my former being
Try me, I'm flying, bring that shit defiant
The point of no return is in pieces
Iron out the obsolete, smash the cycle
Cut the line between myself and survival
Slaughter every flaw, tidal, 20 rounds a rival
Carve myself into an idol
As the steeples crank and rust
Sapless pillars tank and bust
Improvement imperial, upgrades asterial
Previous form, disintegrate to dust
When will I
Catch up to my heartbeat, supercharged
8-ballistic, badland bullet yard
Weapons displayed, mass hysterics
No second thoughts, take your face and wear it
View me as a loser and an alcohol abuser
With a tendency to think about my death
View me as a quiet motherfucker with anxiety
Who's always in a constant state of stress
No flex, no cap, all of these ni🅱🅱as are wack
BItch I'm back up on the track
Murdering many men with MACs
Motherfuckin' crack when I fuckin' snap
All you ni🅱🅱as pass, down
6 feet underneath the ground
Lift you up higher than Bobby Brown
Don't you make a sound, please come correct
Unless you want this razor right at your neck
I ain't with that fuck shit, suck a dick and die
Underneath the weight of this TEC you are not a threat
I pull up and and shoot a hole through your chest
I'm fucking wretched
Out with the old guard and off with their heads
Not a single gatekeeper sacred, vision rich red
An unending flood of opp guts into the ocean
No monument too solid, our poison potion potent
Syphoning the roots of an accomplished man
Futuristic, fixed, manifesto, righteous blood on sand
Hit me with some bullshit, you're replaceable, shit
Suck your blood and spit it in your skull until it's full, shit
I've got a triple-headed horse and the fourth is in your bed
Bad Duracell trip, I hear the things you haven't said yet
Culture creator, visceral vulture voucher
Sorrow slayer, carcass count is oozing outward
I've got a triple-headed horse and the fourth is in your bed
Bad Duracell trip, I hear the things you haven't said yet
Iron out the obsolete, smash the cycle
Cut the line between myself and survival
Slaughter every flaw, tidal, 20 rounds a rival
Carve myself into an idol
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5. |
Business End
02:53
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You've crossed a crucial line
I've crossed my heart and hope you die
May sticks and stones snap all your bones
And these words I speak drive you six feet deep
Below the lowest of the low, vital to nothing
Clawhammer to the jaw until you fucking
Choke on your own teeth, you waste of a body
A vile life brought to an end just as appalling
Zero value, zero worth
Zero potential, a blemish on the earth
Fruitless mistake of a human, zero use
Malicious intention, reciprocated abuse
Battered, busted, blood encrusted
Shattered, lifeless, long overdue justice
A totaled car wrapped around your rigid corpse
A rusty stake puncturing your hollow skull
Crucified, amputated from the torso down
No matter the cause of death, I hope it's slow and painful
Pray I'm not the one to bring you to your final destination
Either way I'll make your visitation a celebration
I'd spit in your face if you were worth the spit
I'll desecrate your grave even though you're not worth the shit
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6. |
Magicbath
04:49
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Wicks dipped in lunar elixir
Soil, sun, smoke, gamma, summer evening mixture
Cosmic touch-points, half-speed flight
Glide through the skytide, guided by planetary light
Glitched into the aether, cerebral gutter bumpers gone
Accompanied only by echoes, inner echelon
A billion bubbles to pick and pop and comprehend
Scale tipped, rail gripped, hopped and flipped, hit the bottom end
A blank beam, a blur of words, seeping from between my lie-slicing teeth
A call to the swarm, a devastating storm that vanishes as fast as it forms (x2)
Vanishes as fast as it forms
Vanishes as fast as it forms
Banish the spores of unrest to the morgue
Wicks dipped in lunar elixir
Soil, sun, smoke, gamma, summer evening mixture
Cosmic touch-points, half-speed flight
Glide through the skytide, guided by planetary light
All up in my cluster, cloystered up and guarded
7th circle monoclique, clearly departed
Cruisin' for pussy with Christ, late night delight
Eyes to the sky, tongue untied, mesmerized by time unfurling in my line of sight
Lock, load, Rainbow Road
Continuum deconstructed, DNA fucked to death and re-upped
Fabric of space red velvet, wrapped around my deicidal dome
Home of the devil, where the universe grows, here lie sprouting ideas
Body turns to sea, pupils glow and glimmer
Helm of another realm, world 2, surface shimmers
Bandage the wound, bow to the moon
Into quintessence, a bloom opportune
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7. |
Bad Witch
04:25
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A lethal gaze is orchestrating my undoing
Addiction I've picked, the muse of my choosing
A golden lotus will adorn my epitaph
A calling card etched into my back
Radiating allure, indulgence assured
At attention to find out just how much I can endure
Holder of the keys, a million dollar latch
Irresistable monarch draped in black
Savoring the flavor of your soule
6 feet deep, that's a foursome for me
French tips betwixt my lips, oral eclipse
I omit resistance, under arches of beauty I feast
Enchantress, blessed to the bone
Queens of every size, a sight for sinful eyes
Voluptuous witch, my face is your throne
99 shrines to your comeliness divine
A work of art to charm the guards apart and raze a kingdom
Eyes sharp enough to carve a saint into a heathen
My heart's a goner with the way you've got it beating
My soul vanished betwixt your lips, my body in the mausoleum
Vicious mistress, no fuck shit permitted
Glowing goddess, hold your head high and proud
Drop-dead gorgeous killers, with the world as a witness
The graceful pillars it would fall apart without
99 shrines to your comeliness divine
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8. |
Spin Cycle
02:40
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Hold all the hands
There's a hit on the hitman
A sense of dread with no traceable source
Implosion with purpose, no trace of remorse
In with the zen again
And out with the doubt that tries to nest within
Wrist-deep in the heat of the moment
Mind out of line, no holds barred to control it
1-on-1 with myself, Hell In a Cell
Thrust into the gutter realm
When anxious acid dares to cloud my psychofilter
Mental maintenance massacre, depressive symptom killer
Soft reset, hard cyclone rewind
To get Murphy's law off my mind
Wires crossed into a crucifix
Fuck this, fix this, panic torch lit
Leveled, totaled, banished abidance
Vanished virus, sadness my bitch
Record tarnished, anguish harnessed
Defy you to try it, defense line violent
Life's a lethal journey to the bottom of
What the fuck is wrong with us
The answer's hiding behind a wall of fire
A mile-wide pile of razor wire
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9. |
Colorwheel
04:27
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Fuck apart the borders in your brain
Clear your crux of any and all barriers
Don't race against the clock, tear the fabric of time
Nobody else to blame, nothing scarier
Than the opp in the mirror, it's never been clearer
Slave to my own wrath, firmly planted in my own path
Bane of the serotonin carrier
Lock and load on limits, fucking bury them
My own gatekeeper, standing between myself and my epilogue
May this self-bestowed pain fade and rot in the fog
I will ascend to my airborne throne of gold and claim it
Hover above a pile of those who've lost the faith and faded
I'll reach in with no caution
Pull a dream through my eye sockets
A levitating trail of sparkling spirit slime
Taste of divine, materialized
Galaxy made of glass, crystalline, frosted
Prosper seed potted, teardrop tie on fate
Tomorrow begotten, burden forgotten
I'm the only thing in my way
On that zettawatt zen clot, pop it, bathe in gold
Untold treasure caged in my skull, mangle the threshold
Omnifloral progress, banging no sets
Hypnagogic, honest, heartache fast-approaching heat death (x2)
Solar source of my force above, empowering
But I can't let my top weight tower me
Balance is the hand that holds the lock in place
Iron will the hyperbeam that blows it into space
Galaxy made of glass, crystalline, frosted
Prosper seed potted, teardrop tie on fate
Tomorrow begotten, burden forgotten
I'm the only thing in my way
Balance is the hand that holds the lock in place
Iron will the hyperbeam that blows it into space
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10. |
Chateau
04:01
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An endless hallway, rooms as far as you'll believe
Each one an untouched photo, safe from temporal disease
Wind and rain that crave your carcass, shut out and muted
Evening festivities are just beginning, hit the lights, cue the music
Iridescence, take me, make me a ghost
Back to the basics, I'm shade floating by
Betrothed yesteryear, both the guest and the host
Inverted seer, early artlessness reappears
Happily haunted by such a welcome repetition
A static in the air that wraps around you when you listen
One ear to the ground, the other open to old suggestions
Whispers from a time when silence wasn't such a blessing
Out-of-body, summertime when I felt alive
Off the anchor, in the coast, inverted 619
Opening pixels of my hundred year curse
Arena vibe, blurry semis, Swanton in reverse
Tombstone toll across a desert-dusted sundown
Enchanted forest soil, glitter on the softened ground
Deathwatch '97, suburban setting soundtrack rip
Return to the root, recharged at the stem, timeflip
Beckoned back by smoke from the forest that lasts a thousand sunsets
Happily haunted by such a welcome repetition
A static in the air that wraps around you when you listen
One ear to the ground, the other open to old suggestions
Whispers from a time when silence wasn't such a blessing
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11. |
Saint Self
04:56
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The finest form of mutiny
Infiltrate the soul to control it
Stalking the highest honcho
In the cloak of the lowest (x2)
Consider exploiting the mould
As the ghost gets away with the gold
Highway robbery, blue thief out of reach
Across the horizon, a bag full of dreams
Heaven heist, broad daylight
Chamomile camoflauge, folded hands on 47
Hostile takeover, toxin chambers unlocked
Cloud-white glock, holy hand grenade, dead-ends deadened
Poltergeist on overdrive, ectoplasm everflowing
Reap so deeply what I sow so slowly
Final word of the layperson's lament
As above, so below, beam of will through the planet
Consider exploiting the mould
As the ghost gets away with the gold
Highway robbery, blue thief out of reach
Across the horizon, a bag full of dreams
Exalted to greatness by a glance down the cosmic well
A flash forth from the bottommost hole of hell
The mission statement signed without a shred of hesitation
Dropped squarely on the raceway, unstoppable amputation
Of my rightful slice of royal might
Led to the end by a welcoming light
Born without a single worry in my sight
Headed out the same way, reincarnate reignite
Destiny is lying dormant on a frozen lake
Finesse the ice and claim what's yours to take
Duality between what's guarded by fire
And the mission set in motion by your mind, magnetic desire
Return to a state of peace, terrestrial piece of paradise
Before these burdens fell burning from the sky
Right here on earth is where I'll clear the pearly gates
A question of when, not if, this life will not be a waste
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Potato Hate Explosion Bowling Green, Missouri
Potato Hate Explosion is a one-man experimental metalcore/cybergrind act started in late 2012.
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