Lucid Self Destruction

Bore beneath the bone, the memories and the residue of every shudder and moan from when I buried myself inside of you I’ll subvert the butterflies before this abstraction envelopes me, I’ll caress the sun as it dies, I’ll impale you with these proclivities I won’t sink my teeth into the red meat, let the viruses intoxicate me. I’ll dismantle this carbon constellation, I’ll wither away as you come undone ... The pain behind your eyes is breathtaking, sometimes beauty resides in autumns rain, you were drunk on me and I abstained for fear of what would come so I’ll silently endure the emptiness, as this fruit rots away and you weave your stitches, I did not mean for it to end up like this again Ravenous anxiety Bones decompose inside of me Sunshine filters in through all the exit wounds in my skull ART BY METCH

Here's an aptly dizzying video for a song we wrote about tripping balls, it's called (i)lussory the video was made by Aaron Klassen and the song was recorded at Empire Sonic In West Kelowna ... as my bones unhinge the time dilation sets in this alien dimension is a fading recollection and why, oh why, oh why would you sleep away the night and the music still plays as the melodies rearrange this egoic feeling has lost all its meaning and why, oh why, oh why would you be afraid to die The bullet barrels through my brain as death is disassembled and reclaimed all fear and comfort fade away as from all axioms I dissassociate This ontological presupposition was dismissed and obliterated and I'm indifferent, docile and paralyzed an eternal metamorphosis inside me an ever warping surrealist painting there's is no ghost inside of this machine as from all shackles I'm pronounced free the reductio ad absurdum of the precepts on which I rest this hypothesis of my existence is everything and nothing wah