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Exhaustion / overwhelming
Seems the end is drawing near
Withholding reality / conditions finally clear
Connection, understanding / elusive in this house of fear
Open your mouth / let it seep out
Forged in secrecy and endless doubt
Don't shy away / we share this pain
Braced with unspeakable malaise
As nails separate from clawing out of the grave
Love offered her hand and begged you to be brave
It's not the same / it never was
Snuff out the contempt / lean deeply into trust
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Trauma Bound
02:25
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Boundaries, a mirage / conversation stalls
Sinking into nothingness, further from resolve
Anecdotal care, sorrowfully aware
Every step is led by pain, the edict doth declare
We can make this right
Cannot slip into the pattern / change the path, reset the bone
No sense aching past confessions / move on
Expel my charred heart to the dogs, to the dirt, let it rot
Move on
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Fill your cave with waste / the old canard of solace
In extravagant mercy, clutch your chest and eat the floor
Binge on the fat of kings / ingest the poison
Plotting an endless dance with no precious organs
The presence of heaven proves you’re in hell
And you thought drowning would be peaceful
Slaughter your oppressor and don’t forget their flock
Bury them in garbage / burn the church inside your heart
You are not beholden to what another man writ
In the ditch of desperation, a bullet won’t scratch the itch
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Bastard's Crucifix
01:19
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No god here / try higher
A bastion of filth / a bastard’s crucifix
Justified consumption / a consecrated waste
Proselytize the wicked book / the church of blood and shame
The better angels aren’t in church
They’re neck-deep in sin and dirt
Sin and dirt
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Suffocating Shame
00:52
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If nothing else, the fear still looms
Rambling / rambling / rambling / rambling
Cowardly piss-child
Groveling / groveling / groveling / groveling
Suffocating shame
Shame / piss and shame / shame
Sunken bones collapsing in vague paralysis
This house can’t be my tomb
If nothing else, the fear consumes
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Violence In Bloom
03:42
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Commiseration / exhale frustration
I don’t belong here / I don’t belong here
Tight-lipped indulgence / choking on a swollen tongue
I don’t belong here / I’m never any fun
Feigning exuberance / drunk off of hubris
I don’t belong here / I don’t belong here
Endless possession / a wicked death-grip
I don’t belong here / oh god, I don’t belong here
I’ve lost the plot / tend to my wounds or let me go
I don’t belong here / no space left to grow
Monstrosities aroused from a desecrated plot
A buried remembrance of the truth that time forgot
Violence
Violence in bloom
So lay to rest the half-deceased
This is my process / this is my peace
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Autophagia
02:39
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Drilled into the mind and out through the throat
A festering weight / platonic state of hate
Engorged to the brim with a grot crusade en masse
A beacon of hope in an all-consuming fire
Fire, fire I’m on fire
Fire, fire I’m on fire
Fire, fire I’m on fire
Fire, fire I’m on
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Doubt the Knower
02:36
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Your Father took my father
His father breathes, a wicked pest
Derailment birthed a martyr
In truth existence begets dread
Strangled by the binary
Patriarchal convictions
Raging, ruthless, born to anger
Cleanse the mind, incapacitate the tongue
Never know if I’m doing the right thing
Always feel like I’m chewing on glass
Body’s aching, begging for some rest
The creation of life is the creation of death
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Peacegrinder
00:29
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Chalk it up to a loss of faith
The saddest love you will ever make
Don’t you get it?
The other shoe will always drop
There is no mystery to life
You breathe, suffer, die
Don’t you get it?
Powerless to the ticking clock
Siphon the life from my veins
Taste my insignificant pain
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Blood Faucet
01:05
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Blood faucet / it’s not quite your time
Blood faucet / strung up to dry
Blood faucet / kneel before your god
Blood faucet / kneel for nothing at all
Exaltation / ripe excess
Gagging, bloated, promoted to death
Fragile voices / neglectfully built
Compromised against your will
Blood faucet / contorted to fit
Blood faucet / what hell is this?
Blood faucet / working to live
Blood faucet / paid to submit
Self-disgust / suppressing joy
Humiliation, embracing the noise
Hazy days / blackened heart
No hope, no light, passion torn apart
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Reflective Bridge
00:51
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Nothing’s ever gonna change
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Grief, unlovable thief of time / of peace
So markedly meek / between living and deceased
Distract my soul / my consciousness erodes
Beyond repair, beyond soft earth
Navigate the bloated mirage
Rageful corpse hound / pick my bones clean
Bury me in the clouds above
My blood rains, glistening, glistening
Use our skin to print your laws
The gospel of children drowned in the blood of the lamb
Thoughtless creature / murder your perception of me
And cleanse the palate of absurdity / then lick the plate clean
I’m going home to watch the flowers die
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Deicidal Tendencies
01:59
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A holy exorcism got them gagging on the knife
In wickedness, a practice to indoctrinate / deprive
Grind my teeth to dust and choke
Swallowed words / a biting joke
Humming scars to scratch the itch
My sorry soul led to the bridge
Carved in the bones that spell my name
I killed your god / his name in vain
Carved in the bones that spell my name
I killed your god / to please my god
I killed your god
No funeral / no end
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Close your eyes for longer than necessary
Weak disguise / reset to sedentary
Refrain, reframe, remain the same, all in vain
Reframe the pain, it still remains, all in vain
Certain death / sundials inside our chests
All that’s left / shadowing the deep unrest
Refrain, reframe, remain the same, all in vain
Reframe the pain, it still remains, all in vain
Deep silence / internal violence
This ancient pain cannot last
Under the weight of time’s collapse
A shameful tune to mourn the beast
A fatal blow to gorge and feast
Upon the flesh of those with guilt
Unique enough to halt the world
A steady hand does not exist
Where dread and fear and death persist
Refrain, reframe, remain the same, all in vain
Reframe the pain, it still remains, all in vain
Deep silence / internal violence
Lost, forsaken, to Christ’s amusement
Hate, awakened / a selfish illusion
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Clot Atlanta, Georgia
Grief tethers itself to those it visits like a ghostly anchor, choosing when to materialize on a whim, silently informing our days.
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