Get all 70 Wisteria Records releases available on Bandcamp and save 50%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Hurtle, Madoka Mapper vs. Wisteria Records: Volume 1, Shimmering Forte, Break the Monotony, Keep It Vague, Atmos, Bridge to Carolina, Tsunami, and 62 more.
1. |
||||
An amalgamation of body parts lowered into the mold.
The skeleton slowly embedded. Installed, this is your vessel.
Enter the Flesh Machine.
Assembled. Built around a luminous pilot. Light drowned by wet flesh.
Senses activated. Nervous system brought to life. Spasms cause convulsions. Vision online. An outside lights source initiates birth.
This is your life.
Enter the Flesh Machine. Enter reality.
A complex interaction, stimulation through these senses. This is real.
Now, enter the play. Blend in with the confused. Blend in with the meek.
No guidance. No answers. Shed these constraints. Create the life you yearn.
This is real.
Now, enter the play. Blend in with the confused. Blend in with the meek.
Shed these constraints. Create the life you yearn.
A complex interaction.
This machine will create. It was constructed for this experience;
to create wonder, to create, joy.
This machine will create. It was constructed for this experience;
to create wonder, to create.
“The divine gift does not come from a higher power,
but from our own minds.”
Descend into a material existence.
A specific outcome determined by energy oscillation.
This is your design, a manifested scenario.
Eliminate negative reflection. A tear in your sails.
Take control of this machine.
|
||||
2. |
||||
Hearing the disheartened cries of a helpless man, igniting the fire within me I ache for control. Our distance is too far as I reach for your soul. For you have punished yourself while I stood back watching, eagerly waiting for your next foul. I bow my head in shame for it was I who could have lead you to your field of dreams. This darkness picks me, surrounding myself with the hate, I bury my pain deep within. Trapped in a place surrounded by hate. In this room stands a being that is before me whose world crumbles at the slightest touch. I didn't ever want this to become of you. May the days be numbered that I sit back watching you destroy yourself. The hate subsides this feeling of enlightenment. I didn't ever want this to become of you. Believe me when I say. Don't reflect these words of who I am but for who I was. This darkness picks me, surrounding myself with hate. I bury my pain deep within.
|
||||
3. |
||||
Words of power painted on the walls of this tomb I lie in
Awaiting the end of my final day in this plane of existence
I have learned the proper incantations
I awake in a golden flash
I am reborn as the lord of creation and time
Driving the boat of the sun as it sails the cosmic stream
I must pass through the twelve gates
Entrance of the Tuat lies ahead
Twin mountains of life and death
I pass through in the form of a beetle
Open the door to the abode of darkness
Towed by gods I am a man with a ram’s head
Serpent upon its tail standing mouth wide eyes glaring
The righteous on one side exalted blasphemers on other
Bound in chains their souls shall be hacked into pieces
Their existence shall be erased
Ahead stand two serpents their streams of flame ignite my path
I pass through the boat of the earth
Bearing those who are within
Twelve shrines before me containing the embalmed
Arms outstretched reaching out for their lord of plenty
Twelve figures stand within a boiling lake
The guardians of the green herb
Repulse Apep lords of destinies
Hours of night keep me on my shining path
Urei whose voices destroy shadow keepers of the flame
Osiris your worshippers cry out from their fetid shrines
Horus perform your magic ceremonies smite my enemies
|
||||
4. |
||||
My Last wish - Death in Paris - I’m so old and cold - Bury me in the Catacombs - My defiled carrion is no use where I go - Blackened by Cancer - I’ll leave my corpse down the road - Scent of Decay - I’m rotting away - My own flesh - I now reject - Walk with me the miles of Putrefaction until my bones pave the way - For you to ensue and who descends after you until our bones pave the way down to hell - Our bones pave the way
Scent of Decay - I’m rotting away - My own flesh - I now reject - I now reject - I now reject
|
||||
5. |
||||
6. |
||||
7. |
||||
8. |
Bufihimat - Splited
02:18
|
|||
9. |
Bufihimat - Qualia
02:23
|
|||
10. |
||||
11. |
||||
12. |
Concede - Consume
00:40
|
|||
13. |
Concede - Cleanse
00:50
|
|||
14. |
||||
15. |
Vile Tongues - Drown
00:53
|
|||
16. |
Vile Tongues - Dead
00:42
|
|||
17. |
Vile Tongues - Bled Dry
01:41
|
|||
18. |
||||
19. |
||||
20. |
Abishai - Ding
00:23
|
|||
*gibberish*
|
||||
21. |
Cumbomb - Fuck Fill Dump
00:19
|
|||
22. |
||||
23. |
||||
24. |
||||
25. |
||||
26. |
||||
27. |
Soliloquium - Procession
08:15
|
Wisteria Records Rancho Palos Verdes, California
A record label dedicated to not only releasing stuff that the label likes but what deserves some recognition from others who don't know about them. We hope you enjoy our releases!
Label art and ownership by Abishai Smith.
Streaming and Download help
If you like DMD: Vol. 1, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp