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.​.​.​it was the wettest thing I had ever felt

by Faceless Hulk

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1.
So much shit/ it docks at all ports/ praise be to those who dive head first/ up one's ass shall be one's home Good luck trying to sleep/ pineal gland bleats/ constructs of fucked fucks/ give them hot dog buns and they'll eat Subconscious hatred saturated As I'm walking through this neon hell on earth/ my essence is plagued by fluorescence All this sleep that I don't want is needed Catastrophe manifests as gurgling/ a dead man tells no tales yet I'm still alive No higher power/ just the physical embodiment of atrocity I somnambulate through a storm of incoherence/ sour milk flows from an infected breast Sopping wet with life/ saturation becomes detriment Enema hand bags/ enema hand bags/ enema hand bags/ enema hand bags Pay me all of your money/ constructed structurally sound Built up to the stench of high heaven just to burn it to the fucking ground End of days! End of days! What a time build! End of days! End of days! What a time build! So much shit/ it docks at all ports/ praise be to those who dive head first/ up one's ass shall be one's home I can't stop fidgeting now/ it's mine/ I can't stop fidgeting now/ it's my time Sitting perfectly still/ a violent ball of static If I'm designed to fail then I am riddled with manufacturer's defects
2.
Lost in absurdity/ yet still able to revel/ maladjusted and content/ I will laugh and laugh and laugh Fermented in oblivion/ drunk on abysmal thought/ lusting for strands of light/ I pluck the strings in an erratic score All tunnel and no light/ all shovel and no dirt/ all drivel and no plight/ all swivel and no turn Ripped and snorting/ hacking up prolific phlegm/ I can't get enough I don't believe how far I've gone to come all the way back again Personified by a tragic collection of water and waste I can't believe how far I've gone to come all the way back again The removal of purpose/ implementation of random action/ a spun out ouroboros will rage on/ I excrete and start over Truth be told from a mouth that exhales sleep/ examined by digit of banished gods Results were murkier than expected/ I'm not surprised Flirting with more than disaster/ outright fist-fucking annihilation Communication has more than broken down and in it I revel With confusion as gasoline/ all anxiety is set ablaze It kills me how far I've gone to come all the way back again Energy in its most absurd form/ serving nothing but its own sick desire Words turn to mist in a fit of liquid language Rivers of consciousness spray and crash as dams burst Saturate this mind/ it has now turned to slop The light is so foul/ the mist is so sweet Eris speaks to me/ her confusion is so sweet
3.
Behold sacred swine in this temple of trash/ waste flows like wine now ingest and ferment Cough a little bit/ puke and grunt again/ bite through bone and shit then laugh at the rest/ this self ingestion is nourishment The transcendence trough is full/ squeal for ascendence and pull rank in this horrid menagerie Vessel rolled in shit but smile gleaming white Swine so serpentine/ vile and brazen/ forcefully ejaculate raw sewage Volatile and unfocused/ celebrating skittish excretion/ respite lies within the heart of an inferno Grand declaration of indecisive rule/ insulate this plague of mediocrity Power infested/ secret droplets are now falling/ darkness and light/ fire and fluid will now converge Scratching like a fiend wrought with longing/ a wretched mass/ indistinct from the last and this is merely our flesh Our mass increases with any attack absorbed/ you're sheepishly herded with herd mentality A fine display of bleating and bleeding/ celebrating skittish excretion/ every answer is followed by uncertainty Suspension of motivation for confirmation It is darkest at the surface/ moving and leaking and fully aware of itself No reserve and no place/ there is no status/ it's all spoil/ to oppose us is to choke on your own blind rigidity We are those satisfied/ forever being malcontents/ morally dead and free/ we are those who live to tear you down Revisions of visions/ unbound from decrepit ideals/ steam thick and vapour dense/ embodiment in just our breath Spiritually free/ choke on your own fine indignity/ These puddles won't reflect the hot nothing that was never there This our medicine/ forever liquid and changeable Landfill pulpit declarations So simian are the back towing pigs Precipice unfold/ crumble beneath our vast weight/ excretion makes for familiar bedfellows Twitching and volatile/ we live despite your denial
4.
Doubtmonger 01:27
Half in the bag/ fully aware/ treading freely/ amongst the bound/ to bleat is to bleed and I've fattened myself Throbbing with tension/ breath hot with spirits/ wisps of conveyance and drops of existence Clarity has been removed/ not that there was that much in the first place Caked and squinty eyes witness the oddest things If I stop moving this will all crash down in front of me as I explode The path less beaten has left me hammer toed Eating up the bad words/ spitting out the good taste/ (watch this) defecation serves as sermon And I cannot deny that I know... To swallow one's face is to know the truth and even that isn't worth much these days No value/ no guilt/ no compassion and no frills Nothing manifests itself into a bigger, blacker hole for all to see I feel it with every drop
5.
Rest assured a fool who has removed all doubt can be certain that his open mouth said something Forever exist in worthless factions/ old beliefs that fall short/ contort every tongue/ vain attempts look so good Mouth stinging and burning/ despite mild words spoken/ perversion catalyst Most likely to persevere/ walls are made for backs to be up against The earth can't envelope something it was never meant to behold/ stand fast on shaky ground Is it wrong that everything is funny?/ one can't expect that much/ turn coat in one fell swoop/ anxiousness is thankless I stand displaced in abysmal confusion/ I stand at the ready so wretched and steadfast/ I am now all that is not Vomiting purity/ stainless with clarity/ snubful consumption or self-nourishment I take the latter and say fuck the first No moves/ no flow/ nothing will grow/ hear what I say/ reap what you sew/ it's all the same/ it's all the same So empty/ so obscene/ sew something/ so sleepy/ reaper of time Sleepwalking/ anxiously/ deep breathing/ thanklessly/ unstable forever/ productive futility Perverted slumbering/ dismantled concept of self (burn) Rest assured a fool who has removed all doubt can be certain that his open mouth bleeds With unmatched intensity I sit still/ unquenchable thirsting/ impure seeds/ fertile soil (And, the lies pour out of our mouths, like red wine It's in you now and forever it shall stay Why, deny yourself the pleasure of letdown) I stand displaced in abysmal confusion/ I stand at the ready so wretched and steadfast/ I am now all that is not Transcendence achieved through vomiting/ a gastrointestinal cacophony A thousand lives end with every breath I draw It is like a urine stream that has not reached its full potential until gas has passed And now I'll do so And/ the lies pour out of our mouths/ like red wine It's in you now and forever it shall stay Why/ deny yourself the pleasure of letdown
6.
As it closes, crashes, plummets/ our time is now/ to hell with believers/ you can join us May you all drown and burn at the same time/ the wet sky holds nothing except fire The here and now/ desire is banished/ no longer needed May your sleep be terrible if you ever sleep again Certainty's flesh/ dripping from our chins/ we are complacent Our end is the beginning of infection and plague The sweetest abolishment/ your constructs crumble/ this impulse is sacramental Siren's songs are snuttering/ the air is tainted (we'd smiled wide until we'd died) Chaotic and so blissful/ Erisian hymns Countenance is removed/ our time is now/ words spoken with no lips/ renewed consciousness Show us a sober pony and we'll show you a jockey who has outgrown his saddle A spastic mass of static/ dripping with life/ this saturation is detrimental Our eyes are all pupil (impure seeds)/ no longer the students (in fertile soil) Skies hold nothing for you (it's all ours)/ there is no bargaining/ these fish ride no bikes The earth cannot swallow all things/ it was never meant to/ but here we are And we're growing/ steadily and efficiently Our eyes are all pupil (impure seeds)/ no longer the students (in fertile soil) Skies hold nothing for you (it's all ours)/ there is no bargaining/ these fish ride no bikes The earth cannot swallow all things/ it was never meant to/ but here we are/ and we're growing Swelling/ we are all that is not This disgusting slumber regenerates/ our batteries are charged/ we are prepared The removal of self/ desires no more/ we are all that you fear/ it turns out that we are you

about

all music written by faceless hulk
all lyrics by ted lee (curtis wilson wrote his feature at the end of erisian hymns)
all artwork by ed blanchette
instruments tracked by ian hibberd @ dining room studio
vocals tracked by sean skillen @ exit music studio
produced by sean skillen and faceless hulk
mixing and mastering by sean skillen @ exit music studio
contact and booking for faceless hulk: tedlee23@gmail.com - www.myspace.com/facelesshulksucks

credits

released April 30, 2009

people and places: all @ dining room studio and exit music studio, ed blanchette (elgato) for his amazing vision/art/dedication/selflessness/ability to meet a deadline without bitching, onur, matty and marie at the black pirate pub, renee and dave @ defintely superior art gallery, brent from no official capacity, lazer for her pockets, jay arjune for driving/selling merch/working for free and never bitching once/all the non-metal/general awsomeness and chillness, barnold (forgot you on the last one), erik the red, josh from norris for all the hookups, cassia and all the guys from ninjaspy for the hookups, topon das from fuck the facts for the hookups, all @ disgraceland, jimi fuckin' wiggins for going to the abyss, curtis wilson for all the hate, jamie smith for all the sound reasonings (still no credit), our goddamn selves for getting an album out while spitting in the face of proximity, franz for all the air time and hookups, jason wellwood for all the dedication, clint @ vern's for being a jerk of all trades, destructo patola for all the dedication, micro gresham, darryl from terrorhorse for reining in that horse, all those who have let us defile their houses when we are on the road, any and all people who come out to the shows/buy merch/mosh/stand still/enjoy the music/don't enjoy the music, if we forgot anyone don't take it personally as we have not done a real thanks list in a long time and shit is hard to remember, dan mcnabb (rip), calen grant (rip)

bands: norris, terrorhorse, the auditor general, wivestale, tugnut (rip), fuck the facts, ninjaspy, sparky, the great sabatini, endast, today i caught the plague, man with target, scabs, mechanical separation, the murderous (rip), bloodpool, rock truck, bukkake cannon, stemdog, fuckin' thing slicer, annihilation text (rip), bottom rockers, quitting life, forever dead, twins of leda, noise redemption, the wayback, sueisfine (rip), GRB (rip), red devil, death and destruction, legoman haircut, eyes of chong, the dweezils, dirtnap, the rad kids, speedway motherfuckin' 420 detectives (rip), camden blues band, any bands we share the stage with when we are on the road...

Faceless Hulk is:
Andy Middaugh - torso
Jim "too grimm" Laukka - legs
Craig Kainulainen - left arm
Travis Doggett - right arm
Ted Lee - face, throat

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