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Khan 1996

by Christopher Carrion

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Gilgo Beach 06:20
1. Gilgo Beach Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Khan 1996 "ughh, Micheal really...do you have to hang around with those dirty girls from down the street, you know that I don't approve of you hanging around with them. It isn't proper" "Micheal? you know that I don't like hurting you like this, because it hurts me too but you need to learn. Now get into that closet and think about what you did!" "You'll never get into the Kingdom of Heaven with a heart filled with Sin. You're just like him, like a piece of garbage, why I decided to keep you is beyond me, you're fucking worthless..." The bleached light, Dances off the dunes Not a soul around for miles Diggin' a hole Like so many before Was it seven or eight? I can't remember... The starlight Washing in from above The only time I'm truly left on my own The never ending waves That wash away my sins it's been ten years... Of silence and tears SOLO In the night I prowl the streets The city's dirty underbelly Where nothing is taboo If you got the money to make it come true The vagrant population makes for easy kills The desperation, the collapse of will The truth of socialistic policies Hurt the poor disproportionately The well of the soul, Planted well below A place that radiates With love and hate... Every time I come here The elation destroys the fear It's the look of dread in the eyes The moment they know they will die... "Micheal, what are you doing? Micheal, when are you ever going to learn, stop being a crybaby and be a man... You literally make me sick to my stomach, I wish I'd never squatted you out...fucking worthless piece of shit..." SOLO Wan flesh on parade A gallery of the wasted and depraved All searching for the way out Of this life of inequity Little do they know when I show up they'll be one less mouth One less breath One less body to dissafected love... The magic of Gilgo Beach Where I've stached the bodies neatly...
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2. Little Slices of Death Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Khan 1996 I stare, out my window There under a tree There's little me Livin' the dream... "He left because of you you know, it's all your fault. You're the reason my life it just went to shit, it's all because of you...I wish I'd never had you..." Parts of you That dwell in shadows Wounded by the light That was suppose to shine The quiet of the night sings in my dreams A moments rest From all the things that she used to say Over the rainbow Or six feet deep It's all the same... When you're living in the past I hate myself To know that I'm not worth the time Broken beyond repair All the tape in the world Can't glue me back together again... There are two sides of me One is timid, one that is scary I follow what she says, even though she's been dead for years Always upstairs with me SOLO
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3. Flesh and Time Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Khan 1996 It's been three days Since you vanished without a trace I've been looking In all the familiar places... The Chief's getting frantic the paranoia is on the rise I've got to find "him" I don't wanna be the next in line I've hit the wall lies and all and so far I've yielded nothing So I meet with the pros on the street They tell me they've seen something I'm losing faith that I will find her alive Am I to decide who lives and who dies? This cop checks out the school To find there another missing too... "He's" a dark sordid figure Living like a ghost no friends, no tether... no name, a shadow his motives are veiled I look a little deeper only to fail Chasing the wind That blows from hell... At the station Through the haze of smoke Empty coffee cups Head down, Laid low by helplessness A dream within a dream The left hand path revealed I can see "his" eyes Staring back at me... SOLO I'm back at the station I'm covered in sweat and weak in the knees The worst case scenario is finally revealed The dead eyes Bidding their time it is the clue that will keep this nightmare from coming true SOLO Where do I look Millions of eyes every where I stood I'm reeling from the possibilities why here, why now? I've got to figure it out somehow the bitter taste of defeat so I walk aimlessly through the downtowns empty streets "won't you give me a sign again..." SOLO
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4. The Dark Art of Projection Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Khan 1996 In the deep places Dark corners of the mind There lives and entity That transcends flesh and time In order for me to survive The balance must remain A coup was planned To take possession of this body "She" set my mind afire Manipulates the threads of fate Scurrying under the eyes Of the masters of reality Sharing veiled glances To ensure that the plan succeeds To remake the world in our image To forge a new destiny Blood and fire The insurrection begins I watch my empathy die The nexus of original sin I was so blind To think I could carry the day The remaining compassion Slowly suffocated away I cannot win Through force of arms alone... I study black magic Gleaned from an old and bloody tome The mysteries of life Bloom in my mind The results are bittersweet... I barely survived The dark and contrived Locked away inside of me The victory was won But the price was high In the fires of the aftermath What did I gain? A short and sweet epitaph The secret of the ghost Living up inside my head And there "she" waits Like a prison for the dead When the blood moon rises again A growing fear starts to nest "She's" always waiting For total dominance Nothing is completely erase By the sands of time "She's" always upstairs Singing her insane rhymes I can never sleep I must be vigilant I can never leave "Her" alone again The magic of old takes a hold This thing will never die Living on and on Penance for my egregious crimes I yearn for the black of the night I curse the gift of foresight Ten days from now, I'll hunt once again The golden sand stained red Flowing through my hands... SOLO The clues that lead me to you Are hidden in plain sight Waiting for the right moment To break the cycle of eternal night To those who are blind to the power They seek, I only want to hear them sing They will follow the signs Regardless of the danger it will surely bring...
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5. Self Mortification Words and Music by: Jesse Lacharite Album: Khan 1996 The morning comes I lay there as a corpse There's something Different about my environment It seems darker than it should The windows are shuttered Boards haphazardly laid Blocking the light... I struggle to my feet And stagger to take a look The whole worlds outside Bathed in sunlight Why am I carrying a blade? And my other tools of the trade I keep looking with same Dead stare The fear constricts As I become a lucid It's all insidious My disposition is poisonous Looking, I see a head Bodiless and fresh... My mind's a blank I'm so tired I can hardly think Why am I in this place? What happened last night I try to think I can't remember... Did I dismember her? Grabbing the head I'm baggin' it up Taking it back my apartment A bloody contradiction Cruelty in abstraction "Oh Micheal, you should have seen yourself last night, it was so beautiful...I love you..." The dread horror as I realize My complicity with the things I've done In the city It's all arranged That you believe the lie I bring 'em here, to die... Corpses keep the balance As tribute to the one upstairs The price of flesh To keep "her" from suffering I stagger into the light The head in a bag by my side Drive to the outskirts of town Out of my car there's no one around A clear view The shifting sands of the dunes It seems so clear Getting closer I manage my fear A dirty circus freak dressed in leather And human skin A shovel comes out And I dig the ninth hole A slave on a leash Doing what "she" tells me Is this the last time? Now I know that's a lie "She" keeps a relentless pace I throw the head into the open grave SOLO The reflection from within The darkest pleasures? or rites of sin Roads slathered in blood Intimate human corruption... SOLO
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6. Bruised Full Lips Words and Music by: Jesse Lacharite Album: Khan 1996 It's 1996 And I'm a Doctor with a secret A disciple of logic A student of modernity I'm burnt out It's work night and day The competitions fierce I hope I can make it... There's a light in my life The reason for the endless hours I'll be seeing her tonight My pulse is racing In the back of my mind There's a sliver of trepidation A glimpse of things to come That can never be undone Sleepless nights and hazy days The secrets of the flesh Altered states of reality Pushing the limits To make the grade The science is new Reflected in rows of stainless steel She haunts my every dream As the meth takes effect Drugged and dizzy I fantasize about her all the time I masturbate in the morgue To find some kind of release The smell of formaldehyde Seems to excite me.. I'm feeling strange I'm ignoring the things that should Matter to me But then I see A future with you with and it Fills me endlessly A deadly game There is something wrong There's talk on the campus The wheels of fate Pushed into motion once again SOLO There's a comfort in the silence In the quiet, the world gets washed away I dream of the moment When we first saw each other And knew it was fate My studies are progressing The rigors of a Doctor... Feeding off the disease of society I long for the moment When you are near For me to hold again There's a place inside That we rarely ever see A place where the doors are closed A place of fear What you want is irrelevant As the human condition implies She hasn't come home Is it me? I'm starting to wonder why My hands are sweaty And I can smell the dread tonight I really want to meet up Coffee by the lake? By 7:32 I knew there was something wrong Her office is empty and she's Nowhere to be found...
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Dead Noise 04:27
6. Dead Noise Words and Music by: Jesse Lacharite Album: Khan 1996 The next day The sky is blue the sun is shinning Footprints in the sand They wonder where they go? They check her empty place To find that she's not there Did she run away? It's hard to say... A party of 6 men Follows the sandy trail Cold and desperate Their hearts filled with revenge The killers next on the list For getting them into all of this Oh, how they'll make him pay He won't make it through the end day Total rage Fuels them through the day They fail to realize They'll be stuck out here come the night It's clear that they couldn't care As they blindly follow the trail One step after the next To hell with common sense... Visions plague their mind As they're constantly looking behind it's kind of hard to see But it looks like someones following Lightly carried on the wind The sound of teeth chattering What's that up ahead? Stairs leading down into a crypt Dirty doors like those to a cellar Out here in the middle of nowhere... Dirty steps leading into the earth Discarded in the sand is her coat Cautiously one by one The police make their way down The darkness permeates The smell it suffocates The coppery tang, that they know Oh so well Of fresh blood As move further into the dark SOLO Laura... Are you in here, we're looking for you? Laura... you can come out now everything is fine There's no need to be afraid Laura... we're here for you It's ok you can come out now Laura... we're here to help you We're here to take you back to the station You'll be safe and warm We'll have to go down and check it out...
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8. Crush Thine Enemy Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Khan 1996 I stare into the candle flame My conscious mind is laid to rest In the land of dreams there are many worlds... A multiverse of possibilities Some we share in common Our fears, our victories The prism of our lives It's perfect symmetry Two sides of life Reflected in extremity The mirrors reflection The paragon entity While you were dying It was a sight to see Life drifting from your eyes Escaping into eternity The dream transcends The thought so deep We feel the nightmare That owns our reality But then beauty rents the black And allows some light Your faith is renewed Based on a lie The Interpretation of your dreams As you start to come apart at the seams I've come full circle... Running round and round endlessly I'm trapped in a nightmare It drains me of vitality Am I the only to see? What's for you isn't always good for me I can't seem to wake up The dream consumed me I tried so hard to make "her" see The dreams we have in common Don't fit our reality There's something missing The picture is slightly blurred We fall apart when things become Obscured I'm helpless to stop of it I'm speeding out of control It's only a matter of time before it takes it's toll I'm falling I wonder do I even care? I go through the motions because I'm, sacred... Khan 1996 - Pt.2? we'll see ;)

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Brand new concept album! Khan 1996 is about as dark as it gets, not for the sentimental, but if you're adventurous...than have fun ;)

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released May 14, 2020

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Christopher Carrion Kingston, Ontario

Progressive Metal Artist from Canada. I do Death, Black, Progressive and Classic Rock. I have issues.

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