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letra de cult of hastur - inkwater

this time it feels different
all of the wisdom in me not enough, i feel ignorant
mind on a mission
to master myself and my knowledge, i paid the tuition
all of you b-tches seem very intent, very venomous
don’t know your motives, but you seem like snitches
that reptilian energy, y’all got me bitter, b
i do not trust you, y’all are some busters, i was tryna catch a vibe
i could see the answer with my eyes, teacher straight denied it, man, he lied
the shimmer of novelty losing its l-ster, watching my own passion die
i can see the cancer in disguise, leeches taking time to bleed me dry
light the fires for sacrifice and bend the knee
rising in spires of blood and ice to set them free
“that is not dead which can eternal lie…
and with strange aeons, even death may die”
at every turn, i get undercut
your language depicting an underworld
not even the vilest of beings could survive
i am the one that you demonize
label me savage, cynically, you’re following deities
shrouded in mystery
underground channeling energies unknown to thee
i will illuminate prophecy

have you ever seen souls leave their bodies?
through cleansing of ego, admonishment?
all for the sins of the son and the father
they will meet their predominance
the way things have always transpired
it seems dissonance will win out over consonance
i can hear guttural, demonic voices echoing out
this is the consequence
my outlook was so positive
but these n-ggas could not bear to see me strong
froze up on me before too long
all the rhetoric claiming i don’t belong
compounding on previous years of experience
i could see it all along
too much bullsh-t to put in a song
tell me why depression rarely steers me wrong?
regressing, reforming, resetting, beat death, an attempt to become an immortal
aye, confession, i’m tempted to torment these pests that i see through my portal
it’s not even normal
may have a soul but it’s blackened and callous to all of your sickening morals
i was just seeking a morsel
not to flounder like a dorsal, it feels so deplorable, aye
i witnessed the horror
human emotion has proven itself to be torture
i could have told my own fortune
played myself again because i thought i could pretend
to fit in anywhere in my entire life
but lo and behold i have no place to call my own and it’s a hitch
so all i can do is turn to kush and
continue pushing through the mental mush i find myself dealing with
but you wanna deny me healing, you evil b-tch

- inkwater

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