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Hivemind
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I.
Bring down the ark!
Cast out the anchors
There's life here on this rock
Rife with thought
Ours for the taking
Neural oscillations call
Out to us
We’ll descend to meet them
Down from the skies
To make first contact
For the thousandth time
Dissect their bodies and their minds
Just one more conquest for humankind
II.
Grinding
To a halt, our vessel
Inoculates their homeworld
Only met with silence
A barren waste
Churning
Soil begins erupting
Rock and silt bursting forth
Pestilent clouds of flies
Consume the sky
Brain-dead, every thought
Belonging to the swarm
Force-fed from the instant
As writhing maggots they’re born
Puritanical, overcompensate
To alleviate their shame
Autonomy still remains
But choked and rendered lame
Haze of insects fills the air
Bodies separate but minds are shared
Worthless parts to form a whole
Void of mind and void of soul
Collective thoughts behind their eyes
No progress lost as each one dies
A trillion wings blot out the sun
Though they are many, they are one
Savage intrusion, splicing through
The surface, peeling the flesh away
Inner machinery on display for all to see
Bask in accolades
The quest for knowledge
Blinds the eye to fate
And desecrates the form
Of a weaker kind
Morbid laboratories, a violent scene
Of crying and suffering
Painted on the walls
And far beyond these hallowed halls
Improve the recipe
The chemistry that creates the mind
And bind this life unto our own
To then refine our own design
Fingers
Wrapped around the cortex
Feel the electricity
Million lives in progress
Rushing into my
Mind’s eyes
Swarming the senses and my dreams
Violates, penetrates my thoughts
Violates, penetrates my heart
Owwwwwwwww!
Churning
My insides are ruptured
My outsides are flickering
All my nerves are bickering
I see creatures watching
Staring uncaring, loveless
Fade into my reality
I can’t feel my soul
Consume me whole
III. (Instrumental)
IV.
Overcome with
Mundanity
They stoke and feed
Their vanity
Their greed and pride
Contort their wills
Gorged on thorax
Enlargement pills
Invertebrate
Automatons
Berate themselves
With minds as one
A kingdom of
Conformity
To ever-morphing
Normalcy
Close your eyes
Accept your fate
Creatures crave
To be your mate
Just try to scream
Beneath the skin
A life to shed
Bound to them
On this thread
To be cut
This cradled corpse
Sinks below
Spirit drained
A fatal blow
To the soul
Locked within
This prison cell
Senses warped
Mind dispelled
To the swarm
V.
Sinking, deeper into the
Depths of imaginary
Cities, drenched in mucus and
Neon entices, pulls me
Further, deeper into the
Hive mind, imagining the
Feelings, be part of something
Bigger, I will not give you
My self
This
Will not
Be my
Reality
I
Will not
Let my
Reality go
Down
Go run and fly and swim and crawl
Make your escape with your mind’s legs
Run and fly and swim and crawl
Go somewhere far where they won’t chase you
Down
VI. (Instrumental)
VII. (Instrumental)
VIII.
Enlightened by the aeons
I have witnessed through their eyes
United with the insects
Sharing body soul and mind
I will bring this age of mindless
Drudgery to an end
Righteously declare to them
"I will make you whole again"
Rake my fingers through your brains
End this thoughtless, truthless hell
I will rip out the rot
I will free you from yourselves
All the sorrow and shame
Of the swarm's all-seeing eyes
I will cast it away
When the old ways finally die
Readily, they welcome me
Within with open arms
They flock to me, so easily
Prepared to heed their prophet
Self-mutilate to imitate
My foreign human form
Monstrous mounds of manufactured
Flesh and chitin fused to form
A shambling race that wears my face
And imitates my words
Mass produce my likeness to
Impose upon their brethren
Heedless to my protests
My fanatics venture forth
To shed their exoskeletons
And drape the world in human skin
Strip the visage from the frame
Overcome with cancerous cells
Now the sinew grows unchecked
Spread with grand artillery shells
Noxious salvo of meat
Rains upon them from on high
Now the change is complete
Now the old ways finally die
Mother, they dropped a big one
Right on top of us
Where, where have my antennas gone to?
Mother, what are these strange new smells?
Mother, Mother
If my body is dust, why do I still feel?
Mother...
IX.
Slip into conscience
Slip in the nonsense
No slitting your throat
Or stripping your skin
You sit and you shit in your vomit
Millions cede to
Your revolt of nerve ends
Your tantrums a final solution
Spewing and spraying
And reaching and wrecking the masses
Your revolution here will not be televised
Or streamed or prerecorded
You obey a timeless enigma
That stems from the spinal cord
You will not be sainted
You will not be martyred
You will merely become
A puddle of juices with a mildly sour taste
Not dead, but dying
A corpse with neurons firing
Too much, too many
Fries my internal wiring
Convulsing and writhing
As my mind’s eye is flying
Blank eyes, loose sphincters
They hoist aloft this human husk
Did they create this world in my image?
Or did I create this world?
Worship
A deluge of reverence
Pummeling me
Drowning
Awash in their thoughts and their
Prayers and their empathy
Saviour
Am I the master?
And are they the dog?
Slaver
Or just an invader
Who thinks he's a god?
Pollen and policy fly through the air
Crowning me king of the swarm
Bills are passed like violent gas
Establishing of the new norm
Jubilant cries, palpable sighs
Their fears and their burdens are lifted
A tear in my eye, I ascend to the sky
To watch over this world I've been gifted
X.
And why
Shouldn’t I
Revel beside these creatures
Born of my design?
Deified
Lord of this mound of excretions
I’ve
Changed their lives
Grotesque as they are
The faces that they wear are mine
In due time
Everything cedes to extinction
And why
Shouldn’t I
Remain in this new utopia
Where I preside?
They rely
Upon my alien wisdom
I’ve
Opened their eyes
If not for me they’d still be
Nothing more than flies
Satisfied
To live and die without reason
I
Will arise
On a tower of soy-based muscles
And polysaccharides
Hearts alive!
Arrhythmic but beating all in sync
I’ll
Colonize
With an army of leaky colons
And mighty swollen thighs
To the skies!
Carried by their atrophied wings
XI.
One last broadcast to the Earth
To announce the glorious birth
Of this world you now behold
One of mind and one of soul
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Ashbreather Montreal, Québec
December 2016 was the birth of progressive sludge/death metal group, Ashbreather, featuring former members of The Wild
Hunt.
As of January 2021, the band has become a trio with each member sharing vocal duties, and throwing in non-traditional metal instruments into their music.
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