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THE HEALING POWER OF PARANOIA

by Korperschwache

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wandering through the streets where no one knows my name wandering through the streets burned by an inner mounting flame a life of depression a life of isolation dead inside waiting for the final curtain dead inside with a purpose still uncertain i am only waiting for the clarion call i am only waiting for the clarion call i am only waiting for the final moment i am only waiting for the will to disintegrate dead souls speak to me through the drain at night voices from the great beyond whisper in my waiting ear transmissions from over there visions of another world a world of silence a world of darkness a world of eternal night a world of emptiness soon very soon i shall cross over and become one with the waiting dead my feet take me into the night into places where the sane do not dare to go in find myself before a door in an forgotten alley with no name the door speaks to me the door swings open a bloody hand beckons and i step inside behind the closed door voices whisper in darkness and when there is silence i know at last what i must do as the black sky rots from the inside out i shake the steel can and bathe in gasoline i strike the match and burst into flames as my flesh begins to melt as my bones begin to char as the black smoke rises i laugh i laugh i laugh
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blinded by your own sick rage locked in the eternal struggle as the walls close in as the sky turns black surrounded by emptiness distracted by alienation consumed by failure drowning in despair driven to the unholy edge of the beckoning abyss you seek answers where there are none you seek the safety of light where there is only darkness there is no sleep for one such as you only death delivers the peace you crave you know deep down inside that death is the only answer black and poisoned roses scattered at your feet sharp and poisoned thorns prick away at your soul you stand in defiance of a bitter and tainted world you shake your fist at the rotting sky and receive no answer can you feel it? the cold dead wind that cuts through your soul and waits to carry you away can you hear it? the keening of dead souls calling your name calling you out calling you down holding a spot just for you consider this your training in the ways of despair consider this your education in the school of obliteration consider this your study of the shapes of sadness consider this your vocation the reduction of the spirit the science of degradation the chemistry of immolation the art of disintegration the literature of flagellation the physics of alienation the algebra of disconnection the geometry of despair the calculus of emptiness all equations are equal all equations are terminal erase the blackboard all roads lead to the zero
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night falls the cold moon rules over a frozen wasteland wolves rise beneath the freezing moon hungry and ready to feed white teeth gleam in moonlight bright eyes gleam in moonlight bare trees rise to a barren sky in nature's retreat the wolves hold sway over their dominion in the still of the night the wolves come out for feeding time endless night filled with hunger the only sound unearthly howling powerful jaws close upon the weak beneath a freezing moon the wolf pack descends the air is filled with blood as the wolves begin to feed
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blind eyes watching blind eyes waiting everywhere you go everyone you see their eyes are upon you all the time all the time all the time blind eyes seeking information about you blind eyes discovering information about you everywhere you go eyes are prying everywhere you go eyes are prying ferreting out your darkest secrets always seeing your deepest fears all the time all the time all the time blind eyes waiting to discover blind eyes willing to interpret you have no recourse their numbers are legion the eyes are everywhere too many to count your life exposed your life an open book no matter how you hide they will always find you all the time all the time all the time blind eyes watching all the time
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do you hear the voices calling unto you do you see the signs of ominous portent are you aware of the forces against you you know it has always been true the spies have always been there you know there is no escape from those who wish to smite you with nowhere to run with no place to hide there is no safety death is the only answer isolation is your friend alienation is the way you do not seek out others for you know there is no trust you must stand your guard and watch your back at all times there are no innocents on the street only deceptive agents of destruction the only way to fool them is to pretend they don't exist to make them believe you have no feelings at all go about your business while secretly making plans never writing anything down never speaking to a soul when the time comes for them to learn your real intentions for them it will be too late for you there will be redemption in the healing power of fire and the power of gasoline

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Recorded / mastered by RKF during January, 2008 at the Death Anvil in Austin, Tejas. Released by Cut Hands in a limited edition of 70 copies.

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released September 29, 2013

Korperschwache on this release is:

RKF -- guitar, efx, grotesque vocal emanations
Doktor Omega -- beats, time, big sexy headache

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Korperschwache Austin, Texas

Korperschwache was formed in Austin, TX in 1995 and has since released piles of albums on labels such as Crucial Blast, Public Guilt, Inam Records, Cut Hands, Faunasabbatha, Peasant Majik, and more.

Korperschwache is:

RKF -- guitar, vox, efx, paranoid delusions
Doktor Omega -- beats, time, space, dominatrix vibes
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