Wandering The Wasteland Of This Joyless Existence..., by The 8th Window

Wandering The Wasteland Of This Joyless Existence...

by The 8th Window

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1.	Me 04:45	lyrics
Severing The blackened artery Dark rivers run Unleashing the poison Struggling to hold my head Above the flood of decay Swallowing my erosion Wandering the wasteland of this joyless existence My lacerations spreading the disease Hemorrhaging the darkness Immersed in my torment A rusted razor exorcism Casting out the wicked me Mourning my ruination Possessed by my own ghost A rusted razor exorcism Casting out the wicked me Dead to the world Is not dead enough Wandering the wasteland of this joyless existence My lacerations spreading the disease Hemorrhaging the darkness Immersed in my torment A rusted razor exorcism Casting out the wicked me Mourning my ruination Possessed by my own ghost A rusted razor exorcism Casting out the wicked me Dead to the world Is not dead enough
2.	You 06:05	lyrics
A wilting flower Withered petals falling slowly To my waiting hand Gently cradling every memory Your dust filled bones Draped in your slow decay Winter’s icy breath Caresses your scarred skin Your body is a wasteland Charred by sickness, condemned to rot Propping your corpse in the windows To my soul Defying perdition Your toes are curled around the edge of the abyss Leaning into the beckoning gloom below Clawing at your footprints, grasping at your tattered remains Your tattered remains I’m a shadow Chasing a silhouette My hands are whispers Through blackened lips As you fall into darkness I follow I follow As you fade into the black I follow I follow
3.	Them 06:36	lyrics
They are the walking dead Shuffling to their graves They are the plague mongers Suckling on the blackened Tits of a dying whore The church pews reek of the dead and diseased They are the foaming mouths Spewing suicide They are false piety Coddling the pus-filled Scrotum of The Beast As it chokes on its rancid, dying breath Bloated From gorging on their own Ruptured By the gnashing teeth A crumbling kingdom Of parasites A toxic kingdom Staggering towards the abyss Lacerated throats and hollowed eyes The cardboard suicide notes Clutched by blistered fingers Extinction manifestos Scrawled in the blood of the children sacrificed To their digital gods Kneeling in pixel worship Wired to their graves The ritual dissemination of the mind rot Spreading the disease Bloated From gorging on their own Ruptured By the gnashing teeth A crumbling kingdom Of parasites A toxic kingdom Staggering towards the abyss Lacerated throats and hollowed eyes
4.	Us 05:44	lyrics
I am the weathered hands Muting the call of the void You are untainted light Casted upon my shadows Refugees From the human plague Coiled In infinite embrace Our canvases are scarred Beautiful and tragic The world around us Locked in a death spiral Collapsing around us As we find silence Among the chaos Fading around us The ghosts of holy wars Darkness surrounds us As we find silence Among the chaos You are the garden breathing New life into cold decay I am the dust filled Catacombs of memories Refugees From the human plague Coiled In infinite embrace Our canvases are scarred Beautiful and tragic The world around us Locked in a death spiral Collapsing around us As we find silence Among the chaos Fading around us The ghosts of holy wars Darkness surrounds us As we find silence Among the chaos

credits

released April 6, 2021

Bass, guitar, vocals, and drum programming by Derek Neibarger.
All music and lyrics by Derek Neibarger.
Recorded and mixed at Sinister Sounds in Lawrence, Kansas.
Artwork created with Dream Studio, concept and layout by Derek Neibarger.
Atomic Zombie Records, 2021.

Thank you: Chrissy, for your endless love, patience, and support. You're my everything, and I love you more and most. We find silence among the chaos.
My family, friends, and fans, for listening.
Special thanks to Lars, for your support and friendship.