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Gaunting With Used Blades

by MELANKOLIUM (EX-COILWOUND)

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1.
Chambers in which it holds The beauty of rost Lips like scissors Without any words Eyes cannot see what's upon Soaring my skin My wound gallery She'll never know it I keep her blind From the rusting In my heart It's devoured By rats Plates of bones Fistfulls of snow She'll never know How to talk Because it's the now Not the past Let's make a promise To burn the sky Let's make storms ring Let's die tonight I make an offering To whatever you ask Give you my skin Every single part Look at the pupils Of a swan Faced with fears When it's night Blades and mirrors Seem to ask For milk to spoil For you to hide Dissapear next morning To get lost From here you was There's no one but you Who hears my cries Voices turn mute Still you hear my whispers Just don't look Cover your eyes Any myth of meaning Will spill blood Sliced even when dreaming Beds covered with wine Decorated with vomit Conveying how much she wants This rattle to finish Coming from inside Always observing Faith to ignite How she want's me In her life Cleans the rust From my heart Sorrowful beauty Take another glass Our notebooks are empty For expression to last As long as it wants Any part Slowly piling up Aching but inspiring Debris and metaphor At the same time When you sleep You cannot hide Shadows can't be seen There is no light Cannot hear them sing Cannot hear them talk Angels holding flowers With their wounded hands Violent figures pitty Such fragile hearts The purple is disturbing From traces she left behind I see the stamps of her feet I know the shape of her paws
2.
Early in the morning Hands gripped my back Stood me up and slowly Gaunted the neck Who never had belongings Flowing through it's veins They killed a souless body Put it in a bag Thew it through the ceiling Until it almost touched heaven For many years it's falling Trying to get back Sunlings is unfriendly To where it sat Fueled with redemption Trying to repent Haunted with tension Done to itself Rotting in depression There it went Stuck in this life Without any thaughts Pressured against the sky Nothing was ever mine Never seen or heard of Still above you all Naked I am hanging From the rainging clouds Drops are gifted with falling From where I am not Dirty rain is pouring From my pain soaked holes Every drop is cutting Through the floor Where it touches earth Soil won't grow any crops Never seen or heard of Still above you all They tortured me slowly Cut open my back Gaunted my body With used blades
3.
Liar You can't break me You're a fucking mistake I'll be the remedy Through Painful acts A toxic touch Aching words I'll give back Everything you stole And bring it back From where it came How do only the usual Get all They Want Without Permission Of anyone I see this art Of masking kind A masked Liar Like you are decassified With fire Now I get revenge Make them ache Summon Pain Forever to last All the rage kept within is corroding Hatred's syndrom amplifying Phenomenon of love is dying Insects ate her wings Now I am revenging They will be repenting But I beg the Lord for them to be Forever aching And make it Neverending Everlasting For what they did Make them do what I will Deprive their lives of any meaning Bring back her wings
4.
QUIET FADE WORRY YOU MADE TALKING SWEAR PROMISED TO STAY FOREVER HERE IS IT TRUE? HOW FAR DO I HAVE TO GO TO GET THROUGH? RUN AWAY WITH MY GHOST STILL FEELING YOU? TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME SLOWLY ENTER MY ROOM CRAWL FROM UNDERNEATH THE BED INJECT ME WITH WOUNDS CRACK MY KNEES AND BACK WITH KNIVES AND THESE PENS CURSE THEM WITH BETRAYAL UNDER A BLOODPAINTED BLANKET YES I AM CURSED FROM BIRTH WITH A DEFORMITY IN MY BRAIN AND HEART LIVES AN UGLY FIEND A SELF HARMING CHILD WITH A COMPLEX FOR BEAUTY YES I AM CURSED FROM BIRTH AND WILL FOREVER BE CONSTANT TERROR CHOKING FIERCELY WITH THOSE FIE HANDS IT BREAKS A NECK SUMMONS SELF HATERED JUDGEMENT PANIC WORRY AND A SHAKING BODY OWERWHELMED WITH STRESS IT BREEDS THE SULFUR OF ANXIETY MAKES ME SLOWLY GO INSANE FEAR LIES BEHIND MY EYES MY OWN FLESH FEELS NOTHING BUT PAIN LIMBS ARE COLD AND NUMB THEY JUST WANT TO DIE MY DESPAIR NEVER LEFT IT IS PURELY MINE ATTACHED TO NOTHING AND NO ONE BECAUSE ALL I TRY ENDS IN A DISASTER FAILURES FOREVER EVEN DEVILS OF HATE SEARCH FOR FRIENDS SOMEONE WHO CARES FOR THEM AND I KNOW THEM VERY WELL NOBODY AROUND STILL VOICES ECHO AND THESE SOUNDS COMENG FROM NOWHERE BUT HELL WHISPERS TELL YOU TO HIDE BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO LISTEN TO WHAT IS AROUND THIS NOTHINGNESS HAS A SOUND THEY'RE CUTTING DEEP THESE HELLISH AND HAUNTING SCREAMS AND THEY ARE STANDING BEHIND EVERY CORNED AND EDGE WAITHING IN SHAPES AND PATTERNS FROM HELL I CAN STILL HEAR THEM SCREAM IN WORDS I CAN'T UNDERSTAND THEY SUMMON ANXIETY AND MAKE ME GO INSANE THE BEINGS SPEAK IN CROWDS SCREAM WITH A SHARP TOUNGE WHICH SPLINTERS STAY IN ME FOREVERLONG YOU CAN NOT FIGHT THIS FIEND IT IS TOO STRONG JUST WAIT FOR WHAT IS COMING EVERYTHING YOU DO WILL BE WRONG IT IS DONE HERE THEY COME YES I AM CURSED FROM BIRTH WITH A DEFORMITY IN MY BRAIN AND HEART LIVES AN UGLY FIEND A SELF HARMING CHILD WITH A COMPLEX FOR BEAUTY YES I AM CURSED FROM BIRTH AND WILL FOREVER BE CONSTANT TERROR CHOKING FIERCELY WITH THOSE FIE HANDS IT BREAKS A NECK SUMMONS SELF HATERED JUDGEMENT PANIC WORRY AND A SHAKING BODY OWERWHELMED WITH STRESS FEAR LIES BEHIND MY EYES MY OWN FLESH FEELS NOTHING BUT PAIN
5.
Human Waste 06:16
Everyone Pays For Everything They have broken it opens At the end It all comes back Splinters will slice into flesh And they'll continue cutting Shaking Limbs will return Cold hands learn choking. You will clean the ruins Of all you have broken When the pages turn You will be still waiting Going back to what was done Grim memories still hanging Loathe from none and nothing Always better than. Until splinter are cutting Deeper into flesh In the aftermath You'll repent Repay deconstruction Return back Clear scorned ruins With glass rains Cutting Coming back Cutting No end. Deep, bottomless scars Razor wire incised Stab all of betrayal With disgust Returning hallowed virus Of wrong advise Hyene's temples Deserts of foul envy Without deliverance You'll scorch in pride In cosequences In all aftermath You'll be mutilated under starless skies It wll slice your flesh Ugly revenge Of ruins With glass
6.
Permanent home for myself Loneliness in great waves Without any war Shading away into my cell Built myself a jail Wanting to be restrained From Elsewhere Cannot fixate or contain Any partnership Placed in my cold embrace Only enduring romance Sworn to allergies Mad are all these lovers With love like paperweight Nude disgraceful whoredom Without any passion Beg for my cuts to open Confused by kindness Gasoline meets candles Yet I shiver Perfect emptiness Walking weightless Bleeding painless Nothing to express That would last my whole life Ignorant outside Across crosses exploited Dead zone producing poison Return to this place Every Morning Before dawn Quarantined Martyrdom Placed in Flames From myself No mouth No legs No hands Dead veins Triumphed With departure Won elections Opened gates Leading always here Same place For years Reduce me We are unworthy Too easy to kill We are unreal Nailed here Kept unseen Spoiled milk Broken angels Jesus can't help Urinate on his grave "Permanent home for myself Loneliness in great waves Without any war Shading away into my cell Built myself a jail Wanting to be restrained From Elsewhere Cannot fixate or contain Any partnership Placed in my cold embrace" Laugh out to the god No one ever witnessed Put him to death Fallen disciples Shall burn heaven May thy smoke smell Everywhere Clean is my air In contamination

about

Back into the flesh those blades inject me with ache.
Gaunting away everything that had meant.
Without anything whatsoever, departured, isolated and absorbed.
Away from human waste, yet my heart corrodes.
Broken are the angels I have cherished.
They were spilled with gasoline and perished.
Yet I try to restore.
Monuments collapsed and burned out.
From then on I am haunted with doubt.
That in the end any particular color must fade.
Bliss returns to be pain.
Just the same pieces of debris remain.
Still gaunting with those used blades.
Always, in the same place.
Empty, is my ribcage.
I will forever be nothing and nowhere.
Everlasting in loneliness and despair.

" Album cover hand drawn by myself "

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released November 27, 2019

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MELANKOLIUM Hiroshima, Japan

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