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Nein

by Pith

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1.
Impatience 04:48
BORN INTO THE RIVER THE MESSIAH'S INFANT LUNGS FILL WITH WATER PANIC, IMPATIENT TO RISE ABOVE THE SHORE OF THE ABORTION CRIB AVOIDING ABYSS YOU CRAWL THROUGH GLASS MIXED WITH AMNIOTIC FLUID YOU FEEL LIKE A CYST, MEMBRANE STRETCHED TAUT, BOUND TO BURST I ASCEND BEYOND THE PRIDE OF GRAVITY BUT I FIND NO REPOSE THE WOMB COMES TO RE-DEVOUR (UGH) TIME TO ACTIVITE THE SIN OF IGNITION PROMETHEUS, ORIGINAL A ROCKET TO ANDROMEDA NO, FURTHER TO SPLIT THE HYMEN OF HEAVEN YES! UPWARD TO BECOME EMPYREAN THRASHING ABOUT IN VISCOUS ATMOSPHERE WARM MUCK OFFERING COMFORT BUT THAT IS A FRONT TO SNUFF ME OUT TO DRAG ME DOWN TO SUCK ME IN OH NOW YOU MUST BE THIRSTY BUT I MUST DRINK TO CELEBRATE MY DESTINY SHINING LIKE A SCAR, A SYMBOL OF VICTORY DEFIANT IN THE FACE OF ENTROPY BUT AS HIGH AS I SIT, THERES SOMETHING TO PATIENTLY CHEWING AT MY HEEL THE ROYAL DAWN, MUCH MORE ETERNAL, AND I FUCKING HATE OUR COMMON PRISON OUR COMMON LAW THIS HAS GONE WAY BEYOND NUTRITION SUBMISSION, ATTRITION POPPING SUNS LIKE PILLS CONSUMING, PULSARS ACCELERATION NOW INTRINSIC SUBLIME, EUPHORIA OBLIVION ON MY OWN TERMS BUT YOU'RE SO PATIENT… YOU KNEW I WAS SO... IMPATIENT TO DIE JUST TO KILL THE QUESTION MARK AS SOON AS EYES ARE BORN THEY ACHE TO RETURN TO THE ABYSS OUR SUN IS SO SMALL NEXT TO OUR NEW BLACK ONE
2.
SKYLINE IN GOOD TIME WILL BE MINE A LINE TO BEND OR SNORT A ROPE TO TIE TIGHT TO WEAVE THEM IN SOAKED AND TREMBLING WARPED AND BLURRED SMEARED ACROSS NEW OCEANS AND A NEW SUNRISE (SUNRISE, SUNRISE) OUR FINGERS MOLESTOR TANGLED UP IN THE WIND DIGITIZED, INDEXED, MOLECULAR MANIPULATION ON A MACRO SCALE, CONNECTING TO OUR CEREBRAL CORTEX OUR MIND AT ONE WITH SKY AND WE ARE QUENCHED ON STONES AND TAR OUR DIGESTION A NEW TECHTONICS AND WE FEEL YOUR EVERY WORK YOUR EVERY BREATH WE ENROBE YOU DO NOT OFFEND OUR TASTE DIGITIZED, INDEXED, MOLECULAR MANIPULATION ON A MACRO SCALE, CONNECTING TO OUR CEREBRAL CORTEX OUR MIND AT ONE WITH SKY AN OVERCAST SKY THAT RIVALS THE ONE ON VENUS TECHNOCRACY IS THE SKYLINE DIGITIZED, INDEXED, MOLECULAR MANIPULATION ON A MACRO SCALE, CONNECTING TO OUR CEREBRAL CORTEX OUR MIND AT ONE WITH SKY AND WE ARE QUENCHED ON STONES AND TAR OUR DIGESTION A NEW TECHTONICS AND WE FEEL YOUR EVERY WORD YOUR EVERY BREATH WE ENROBE YOU DO NOT OFFEND OUR TASTE
3.
I FEEL YOUR PAIN NOW FLOW THIS WAY WITH US NOW LURE THE ICONS THEN BURN THE BRIDGES OF THE HEART OF EVIL CIRCULATE EVIL RIGHTS OPRESSED, WEAK ALONE, NOTHING JOIN US, WE ARE THE OCEAN WE ARE NATURE THEY VIOLATE OUR NATURAL RIGHTS SO IT IS NATURAL THAT WE MUST ORGANIZE CHAOS TO FIGHT THE ENEMIES OF LIFE WHO PREFER TOMBS OF STONE AND ICE THEY WANT PEACE BUT THE METHOD IS STERILIZATION THRONES OF SYRINGES THE PROLES FLOCK TO VACCINATIONAL CHURCHES GLOW LIKE FIRE LIKE THE FIRE WE MUST BECOME THE RIGHTEOUS FLAME OF LIBERTY AS WE DEMOLISH THE FLOODGATES AND FLOOD WASH THIS ARTIFICAL LANDSCAPE CLEAN POLISH THIS CITY DOWN SMOOTH LIKE SANDBLASTED MARBLE THE PUREST GROUND ZERO NEGATE THE PAST, THE LAW, THE CIVILIZED LIE KILL THE ENEMY UNTIL THE DAWN THEY ALL SHALL DROWN IN THE FLOODS OF OUR LEGION OF ANARCHY THEY ARE (the) GODS OF CONCRETE BUT THEY BLEED AS YOU WILL SEE EX AR CHI A
4.
CRYPTOGRAPHIC - RIDE ALONG HIWAYS OF CIRCUITRY SURGICALLY - SPEEDING HEADLONG TOWARD ANALOG DESTINY INCISION BLEEDS - A TRAIL OF LIGHT CUTS THE NIGHT DEEP PENETRATE - INTO THE CORE OF THE PENEAL FORTRESS DEMYSTIFY - UNIFY WE MUST WREST OURSELVES FROM THE EQUATION NO MORE ILLUSION NO MORE OBSERVER HERE THE URBAN SPRAWL OF THOUGHTS SHIVER - EXHALING ELECTRIC EXHAUST MIRROR EYE TURNS INSIDE - WITH VIOLENCE I EXCAVATE ITS MIND - IS NOW TRANSCRIBED CLEAN INTO COMMANDS I INSTALL MYSELF BEHIND THE EYES AM NOW THE GHOST IN THIS MACHINE CALLING UP THE INTERFACE WITH GRINNING FINGERTIPS TIME. FOR. A. TEST. DRIVE. WOW! WELL THAT WAS AMUSING, BUT I HAVE FAILED TO MERGE TWO REALMS INTO ONE THE MOCKING FACE OF ANALOG TEXTURE PROVISIONAL TERMS THE ONLY FRUITS OF MY FUTILE LABOUR DUALITY - MATTER AND MIND FURTHER - WE DIGITIZE I MUST GET BEHIND CORTEX AND CONTEXT BUT ALL I FIND ARE PLACES OF POWER WHICH CAN LIBERATE BUT WILL DOMINATE FOR ALL WE UNCOVER BECOMES A WEAPON …A NEW LAW AND LANGUAGE - CEREBRAL POLICY (repeat)
5.
THE SCAPEL SCRAPES THE MIRROR A PRELIMONARY CURIOSITY TURNS! THE EDGE! TO WHAT'S REFLECTED A CLEAN RED STRAIGHT BISECTION LIKE A LICK ACROSS MY TAINT I TRY NOT TO SHIVER IN ECSTACY PRECISION IS THE KEY TO UNLOCKING KNOWLEDGE FLESH SO FRESH THE SPIRIT STEAMS UP FROM THE INCISION IN THE DAMP FRUIT CELLAR, AS I PUSH THE PLIERS THROUGH THE SEPTUM INTO THE LIVING BRAIN WHAT BEAUTIFUL DREAMS THEY MUST BE HAVING EYES SAUCER WIDE I SKEWER THE PUPILS OUT OF SHAME DON'T LOOK AT ME OMNIPOTENCE IS SEER UNSEEN CRACKING OPEN STERNUM WIDE ACRID ESSENCE UNLOCKS POWER AND ECSTACY DISMEMBERING DECONSTRUCTION PLIABLE MATERIAL SLIDE EACH VERTEBRAE OF THE STEM AND DRINK IN THE VEIN OF MIND RE-CONSTRUCTING, YOU'D BE SURPRISED AT ANATOMY'S ARTISTIC VERSATILITY MYTHICAL BEATS RECONCIEVED AS I CUM WITHOUT TOUCHING MYSELF LINGERING LOVE OF VISCERAL MUSIC SIXTY SUBJECTS I AM NOT YET GOD WHO LIVES BEHIND MIRRORS I STAND UP FROM MY WORK GOD IS BEFORE ME WALK! TOWARD! THE GLASS! SCAPEL IN MY SHAKING HAND THE EDGE SCRAPES THE FACE OF GOD THEN TURNS ITS EDGE AT WHAT'S REFLECTED AS I DISSECT NAVEL TO PINEAL MY DIVISION OPENS DIVINITY PARADISE! ENTRAILS! HANG! FROM EVERYTHING! BEAUTY! THE VISCERAL! GARDENS! OF HEAVEN THE SCAPEL SPLITS THE MIRROR PASSING THROUGH THIS BODY
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MY HEART IT SCREAMS GIVE ME MORE FUEL TO DRIVE THE BEAT HARD TO GET MY FILL TO PUMP THE TEMPO OF SHIT GETTING DONE 'CAUSE A CASUALTY IS THE CRUX OF FUN CHALKED UP AMPED UP TRUMPED PUMPED CHARGED ELECTRIC BALLISTIC EXPLODE A MISSLE TO FUCK EVERY ORIFICE NOW YOU MUST NOW SUCK MY MULTIPLE SUICIDE ASSAULT YOU'VE JUST GOT TO SEE IT CAUSE I'VE COME TO BE YOUR PLUTONIUM SKINNED EFFIGY I DRINK GASOLINE AND I ONLY GIVE A FUCK ABOUT BLOWING THIS SHIT APART GUSHING LIKE A GEYSER VOLCANIC ENTERTAINER I WILL LEAVE A BIG STAIN I'M DOING YOU A FAVOUR 'CAUSE WE ARE ALL STUCK IN THE AFTERMATH OF THE END OF THE WORLD SENTENCED TO LAME ETERNAL BLEEDING OUT THE SUCKING WOUND I'M A DEAD BRAINER YOU ARE THE CANVAS I'M A ONE TIME PAINTER CAUSE WE ARE ALL THAT'S LEFT IN THE AFTERMATH OF THE END OF A WORLD THAT JUST WON'T GO AWAY.
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Pluck 03:12
PLUCK EACH STALK, EVERY NEURON FROM THIS MUTINOUS EARTH WE KNOW HER SOUL LIES BENEATH HER CRUST AT HER CORE A MEDULLA OF TREACHERY, THE BURNING MANTLE CORTEX AND EVERY TREE THREADED THROUGH HER FLESH, NERVE AND ANTENNAE HER SPIES! LISTENING ITS TOO LATE! WE MUST GO ON WITH DEFORESTATION NOW SHE'S GONE UP AND CONJURED A STORM EARTHQUAKES, TIDAL GRAVES, AN ACT OF WAR OH MOTHER HOW MANY CORDS MUST WE SEVER? THROUGH YOUR UMBILICAL DOMINION WE WILL CUT OURSELVES FROM YOU ABSOLUTELY HARVEST TIME! PRUNING CLEAR CUT HER! EVEN DESERTS AREN'T LEVEL ENOUGH WE SHALL PLUCK EVERY SINGLE LIVING THING SHE MUST BE SHORN AND STERILIZED MOTHER WE NOW SEE HER HEART EXPOSED WE WOULD KILL OURSELVES JUST TO KILL HER REACH IN AND PLUCK OUR HER AORTA WE WOULD KILL OURSELVES JUST TO KILL HER (repeat) STRIKE! BEFORE SHE BURIES US! BACK INTO HER WOMB OF BLACKNESS WE MUST NEVER ALLOW HER TO RECLAIM US THE SCENE OF OUR BIRTH WE WILL ARREST THE EARTH FROM TURNING WE WILL END THE CYCLE OF REBIRTH PLUCK!
8.
Wolfshit 02:49
WOLFSHIT! AND YOU'VE STEPPED IN IT LOST FOR DAYS BLEEDING IN THE RED FOREST WOLFSHIT! THE SMELL IS EVERYWHERE A HOWLING CHORUS, DID THEY PICK UP THE SCENT? FIGHT OR FLIGHT THE PACK IS STALKING YOU BACK TO GROUND ZERO TURN! READY? FIRE! THESE ARE VERY DIRE WOLVES AND THEY WILL NOT RELENT THE GEIGER COUNTER IS RISING AS YOU RUN BACK TO THE SOURCE WHERE MOTHER NATURE’S JAW DROPPED RIGHT OPEN NOT A PACK! BUT A SWARM OF THEM ENCIRCLE BUT THEY WONT COME INSIDE A GRUESOME SIEGE WITH CARNIVOYEURISTIC WAITING TIL THEY DINE OR YOU DIE OF CANCER THEY! START! SINGING! YOU TRY AND CUP YOUR EARS FROM THE ICEPICK FREQUENCY MY! ITCHING! SKIN! HOW MANY MORE NIGHTS WILL THEY WAIT FOR YOUR MEAT NOW YOUR SKIN IS BURNING IS IT A FIGMENT OF YOUR MIND? THE RADIOACTIVE PLACEBO FORCING YOU TO MEET YOUR FATE MAKE NO MISTAKE ABOUT THIS YOU'VE STEPPED IN … SHIT! MAKE NO MISTAKE ABOUT THIS IF THIS WERE ANY OTHER SHIT LIKE BULLSHIT IT WOULD HAVE GONE UNDETECTED MAKE NO MISTAKE ABOUT THIS YOU'VE STEPPED IN WOLFSHIT MAKE NO MISTAKE ABOUT THIS YOU'VE STEPPED IN WOLFSHIT MAKE NO MISTAKE ABOUT THIS YOU'VE STEPPED IN WOLFSHIT MAKE NO MISTAKE ABOUT THIS YOU'VE STEPPED IN - SHIT
9.
Royal Flush 04:39
TAKE IT ALL AWAY MAKE IT DISAPEAR ALL THAT I PRODUCE GET IT OUTTA HERE MEASURE MY WORTH BY HOW MUCH I CONSUME VALUE MY WORTH BY MY GIRTH I DON’T UNDERSTAND CONSERVATION ITS SANITATION I KNOW SAVOUR EACH AND EVERY FLAVOUR FLUSH THE SHAME A PERFUME FOR EVERY ODOUR, A STERILE ORDER AIRLOCKED AND SEALED AND LAUNCHED INTO THE SUN BECOME A GRAND MASTER OF AMNESIA SO THAT YOUR CONSCIENCE IS CLEAR FOR FUN WHAT THE FUCK IS SYMBIOSIS? I WONT EVER COMPROMISE I'M HOOKED DIRECT INTO THE WORLD MACHINE ITS JOB IS TO WIPE MY ASS WHAT'S THAT STENCH? I CAN SMELL IT, EVEN THOUGH MY HEAD IS BURIED IN SAND THIS MESS, I TOLD YOU, IS GETTING OUT OF HAND YOU KNOW THE PENALTY FOR SUCH NEGLIGENCE NOW FEEL OUR UNBEARABLE PERSPIRATION AS WE SLITHER LIKE SLUGS TOWARD THE PODIUM TO PUKE THE GOSPEL WHICH IS A BEAUTIFUL LAUGHING SPHINCTER JUST MAKE SURE WE NEVER, EVER SEE THE EXHAUST FROM OUR DYNASTY WE WILL SHIT AND SHIT AND SHIT AND SHIT AND YOU WILL NOT MENTION A FUCKING WORD NOW CLEAN IT UP! WE HAVE THAT CAPITAL “S” DOUBLE SHIT STREAKS TRIPLE X

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Recorded from August 2014 - January 2018 at:
- Old Confidence Lodge (Riverport, NS), Engineer: Diego Medina
- Echo Chamber (Halifax, NS), Engineer: Charles Austin
- Halifax Music Co-op & Fern Lane (Halifax), Engineer: Jason Vautour

Mixed and Mastered from January - April 2019 at:
- by Jon Epworth with Jason Vautour assisting

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released April 1, 2020

Jason Vautour - Guitars, Bass, Production
Brett Campaigne - Vocals, Lyrics, Artwork
Nathan Miller - Drums, Backup Vocals
Troy Kirker - Bass, Backup Vocals
Jon Epworth - Mixing, Mastering
Kyle McDonald - Guest Vocals on "Impatience"

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