Meathook Seed - Embedded

Artist: Meathook Seed
Release: Embedded


1. Famine Sector

A shuttering retired widow
Overlooks a land condemned
Persecuted sun has fled
Eternal midnight banes
Winter of discontent

Surrounded by haunted rows of brittle dead crops
Farmers perish
A multitude of children and of women and of men
An army of none
The weak will not succeed!

Death drums beat
Uncounted heap led aimlessly
Towards a slit in the side of a dune
Several fall, the way is paved
With slabs of human flesh
A flock recoils….

Helpless masses
Scattered like unborn larvae
He pulls his terror throttle
A flood of muticoloured shame
Fills his shallow pit
Bonfire
Smouldering

Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
As he analyses his mummified treats
As he analyses his mummified treats
As he analyses his mummified treats
As he analyses his mummified treats
The last sunspots of a surrogate dawn

Famine sector
Famine sector
Famine sector
Famine sector

Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
As he analyses his mummified treats
As he analyses his mummified treats
As he analyses his mummified treats
As he analyses his mummified treats
The last sunspots of a surrogate dawn

Famine sector
Famine sector
Famine sector
Famine sector

2. A Furred Grave

Place to bury bone
Time to crawl in hole
I lay and wait
But by then it’s too late
Better off undisturbed
I lie…
Shall I interfere
Or just leave things be
Or shall I dig a furred grave?

My achievements bring happiness
Your absence brings loneliness
It’s hard not to hate what brings us apart
I lie…
I give and give
But return unsatisfied
Is the grass greener on the other side?

Without a choice
But to carry on, my never-ending quest
For the best of both worlds

Am I sick?
Should I fit in your little clique?
Should I trade what makes me tick?
For a slap in the face?

Am I sick?
Should I fit in your little clique?
Should I trade what makes me tick?
For a slap in the face?

3. My Infinity

Involvement lacked
On your part
Mutual feelings
Unfulfilled
Lack of trust
A circumstance
A wall is built
On disbelief
No chance to expand a new beginning shattered
Suffocate the sprout…
Suffocate the sprout

A place I try to reach
Disconnected
Throw it away…
Turn yourself off
Throw it away…
Unwilling to try
Inevitable denied

Involvement lacked
On your part
Mutual feelings
Unfulfilled
Lack of trust
A circumstance
A wall is built
On disbelief
No chance to expand a new beginning shattered
Suffocate the sprout…
Suffocate the sprout

A place I try to reach
Disconnected
Throw it away….
Turn yourself off
Throw it away…
Unwilling to try
Inevitable denied
My infinity
Or so it fucking seems
To never fucking change
Never fucking changing

Inevitable denied
Inevitable denied
Inevitable denied
Inevitable denied…

4. Day Of Conceiving

Eroticism churns the seed
An attempt to satisfy our lustrous mentality
With intent to bear life
Magnetism in its purest form

I crave the arousing scent
A tickling sensation controls my brain
My attempt to share with you
What is rightfully ours

Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving

I, I, I….

Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving

An animalistic sensuality
That backbone in the gift of life
Well disguised by all humanity
A tetanus seed released

Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving

I, I, I….

Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving
Day of conceiving

Life, life, life….

5. Cling To An Image

Alone I lie
Cold, misconstrued
My grip is lost on that which is real

Crystal clear
A memory
I recall constantly
It comforts my loneliness
And fills my empty space

Cold, misconstrued
Alone I lie
My grip is lost on that which is real

I lie to myself
Repeatedly
I act as if it still exists
When deep down I know the truth

Taunting myself
Prepared for a fall
With the hole in my heart
I feel
I deserve

I visualise with positive thoughts
I wallow, subconsciously
Picture perfect in my head
Fading slowly

I cling to which does not exist
I cling to which does not exist

I recollect the warmth we shared
It helps me relax and prepares me for what lies ahead

Another day….
Another day….
Another day….

6. A Wilted Remnant

My skin bleeds grief
The future seems a rotted ass
Self-tormented
The future seems a rotted ass

I lie detached
Sorry for myself
Depression is my life
Suffering at my own will
A tool to overcome
The long for your touch

A fragile shell
A hairline crack
Border for insanity
I hunt, thorn tears me apart
Driven down deep
I search

An emotional response
But come up short
Words to express
Need not be said
The pain shows in my face

My skin bleeds grief
The future seems a rotted ass
Self tormented
The future seems a rotted ass

7. Forgive

You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
Through my last bit of affection
My sentimental values crushed
I tried so hard
But you tighten the noose

There is no truth
There is no truth
There is no truth
There is no truth

I left myself at your disposal and what did you do?
What did you fucking do?
You slit the throat of the thing I once adored
The thing I now despise

Look what you fucking did!
Look what you fucking did!
Look what you fucking did!
Look what you fucking did!

Forgiven….
You called a truce
I took no notice
I can only feel that trouble lies ahead

There is no truth
There is no truth
There is no truth
There is no truth

A vague uncertainty
Resist the temptation
Revenge my main concern
Forgiven but not forgotten

Look what you fucking did!
Look what you fucking did!
Look what you fucking did!
Look what you fucking did!

Forgiven….

8. Focal Point Blur

Sunken eyes
Visually submerged
My disillusion well defined
Perception unclear
I still gaze
Things are not what they seem

Dream, blind, deaf, dumb
Dream, blind, deaf, dumb
Dream, blind, deaf, dumb
Dream, blind, deaf, dumb

Deception ordered
Obvious unveiled
Strip the mask
Face the front
Integrity is gone in it’s entirety

Things are not what they seem
Things are not what they seem
Things are not what they seem
Things are not what they seem

A one dimensional conceptual blur
A reflection of my personality?
Still water runs deep
Still water runs deep

Dream, blind, deaf, dumb
Dream, blind, deaf, dumb
Dream, blind, deaf, dumb
Dream, blind, deaf, dumb

I feel the need to clarify
What is threatening my perspectives
Final whim of confidence
Undo the damage I subjected

Things are what they seem
Things are what they seem
Things are what they seem
Things are what they seem

Obstacles in sight
Things that I neglect
Things that I detest
Stumble into darkness
My world crumbles
Everything falls into place
Everything falls into place

9. Embedded

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10. Visible Shallow Self

Hatred floods your veins
Lessening self worth
Hatred floods your veins
Lessening self worth

Chunks of demolished mind put to waste
Visible shallow self
Brainwashed into submission
Narrow minded condition

Horrid disorder
Visible shallow self
Identity extracted
Subdued defeated

Defenseless profoundly
Devoted stare
Identity extracted
Subdued defeated

Defenseless profoundly
Devoted stare
Falsify within yourself

Conscious decision
Intentions surpassed
Brainwashed into submission
Narrow minded condition

Horrid disorder
Visible shallow self
Identity extracted
Subdued defeated

Defenseless profoundly
Devoted stare
Identity extracted
Subdued defeated

Defenseless profoundly
Devoted stare

11. Sea Of Tranquility

[Instrumental]