The Oubliette Trilogy: Past, by Christopher Carrion

The Oubliette Trilogy: Past

by Christopher Carrion

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1.	A Pact With Mephisto 04:46	lyrics	buy track
1. A Pact with Mephisto Words and Music by: Jesse Lacharite Album: The Oubliette Trilogy: Past Where's the democracy? Replaced with an oligarchy When money buys the vote The pact is complete we're bought and sold Big money gets what you want The Big house on the ridge, a fat expense account Fuck those who dwell underneath They live to serve our every need The land is laid to waste the population in dismay because people are paid to change nothing... A revolving door of hypocrites Representing our interests Bought at the lowest price Falsified by the media you're only told, what they only tell ya objectivity is a casualty of war listed as entertainment The truth can be skewed, dumb down to the laymen The wizard behind the curtain is finally revealed The blood money flows And we pay the price for those alone who can't resist the power they're the master who manipulate the system for their benefit riding high on the hog feeding at the public trough I can make decision for myself remind of what privacy means you're the elephant in the room leading us to our doom.. This nation was founded by men of many nations and backgrounds, founded on the principle that all men are created equal, and if the rights of every man are diminished, then the rights of one man are threatened. Can't you see we're way down here at the bottom it's getting harder just to make it through the day we're strung out living plastic lives a facsimile of the real thing We trusted you to do what was right and it's hard to hide the disappointment change is good moderation when it strengthens out identity...
2.	Dante's Circles 06:21	lyrics	buy track
2. Dante's Circles Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: Oubliette Trilogy: Past The first circle Limbo, eternal The claustrophobic mist Obscuring my every step The sounds of ecstasy, Bodies entwined suggestively Ghostly fingers , upon my flesh caressing yet loveless The rancid stench of consumerism The rank piles of corporate garbage Spewing chemicals into the air Poison the lakes, rape the earth Then there's those who simply hate They care only for their feelings At odds with the rest of the world Hatching schemes to take control "Arcane instruments And forbidden books Cram the shelves Everywhere I look Row upon row Of failed experiments What was that? Someone on the stairs? My pulse is pounding I'm so afraid but I can hear something Coming from over there I round the corner Shock in my eyes The next circle The heresy of our lives..." The butchered ends, And those that defile Ripped apart On a giant wheel A pile of hands A thousand meters tall A sea of men With no eyes at all The final door The lowest level of hell My hands tremble As I step in... A forests of impaled Their mouths sewn shut Everyday The torture begins anew
3.	Her Lips Bloody 04:53	lyrics	buy track
3.Her Lips Bloody Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: The Oubliette Trilogy: Past The club is lit in the low lights Bodies curling in the dry ice The scene, something from the silver screen The parade of flesh on the menu tonight 20's, 30's...something more? All are willing and able There she stands in the creeping mist Eyes demurred, sleek wrists Dressed in black, giving me a heart attack I make my move in the moonlight Outside in the pale light Could I be wrong? I decide to follow... What have I done? I'm in the car with her all alone The scent of cloves Tickle my nose Black cigarettes Sets the tone between minutes She knowingly winks at me As we start to leave... The car is filled with smoke As we drive down deserted roads The city and suburbs Are melting in the rear view For a second I start to worry Where are we going? Where's she taking me? The massive gates Looming in the dark... As the car passes through the arch The house is rising in the dark The ancient edifice As cold as an open grave The grounds are silently empty As I follow her quietly Through the front door... A thin layer of dust... Covers the house The steps leading up Creaking ominously I've been chosen From the crowd A sacrifice, My revulsion I choke down Slightly mesmerized By the candle light Two more ladies Emerge from the shadows A hungry look in their eye As they close the door behind A cold sweat Settles over me... I come to Everything's wrong As they crowd around me Fingers like ice cubes Pricking my skin Whenever they touch me Ones got me in her mouth As the blood trickles Down her chin The other is feeding on me Sucking away My life's energy Fearing for my life I burst into prayer that very night Tired beyond belief The fear the only thing driving me I suffer a look behind In the mirror, I'm mortified I suddenly falter Quickly falling unconscious... SOLO
4.	Meaningful Negativity 06:53	lyrics	buy track
4. Meaningful Negativity Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: The Oubliette Trilogy: Past Kicked in the face Maybe I deserved it The methodology Destroy, erase, improve me Predator or saviour? Depends on the situation When there's dying to do You need only look my way The imbalance of supremacy... "Don't touch me, you dirty fucking pig" "Down with the patriarchy..." Slogans chanted incessantly By legions of NPC's The divide growing by leaps and bounds Their feet don't even touch the ground Bearing the brunt of the insanity The rampant rise of misandry Do you think that this will end alright? It's getting harder to see who is right Competing visions of a false utopia Where the vitriol comes in every color Don't you see, when you're doing the same thing as me That makes you As bad as the ones you hate Don't you see? No one's laughin' We're not even listening anymore... Maybe, I'm coming a little undone What are the rules? I'm sweating under the gun You're not allowed to have any fun... The consequences Of chipping at the tree Exposes our own fallacies The never ending hate That rolls of the tongues everyday Proves every thing that I'm sayin'...
5.	The Law of Mixed Messages 05:12	lyrics	buy track
The Law of Mixed Messages Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: The Oubliette Trilogy: Past It's eating away at me the darkest shrines of insecurity the waiting agonizes me The silence mocks me The lonely hours that we spend alone when the darkest stretch is before the morn We seek to verify, analyze and find the proof that what we do is echoed in eternity The digital ruin a wasteland of depravity it keeps you pacified with it's endless streams of shit with no meaning or the truth so skewed that you cannot believe what you see what the fuck is wrong with our thinking? Why can't we find a better way without all the spin and complaints we're drowning in a sea of red soon we'll all have to pay that debt... The tattered shred of credibility float like plastic bags abandoned on the wind the toxic mentality that the world is free for you, for me is all but dead... All hail the economy I just can't turn my head away and hope tomorrow will be ok we've got to change our ways We need to understand that we're apart of the cycle My sense and sensibility tell me that within the century the megadeath will upon us we need to recognize that the price we pay for the comforts of life aren't worth price of her life I just can't turn my head away and hope tomorrow will be ok we've got to change our ways We need to understand that we're apart of the cycle
6.	Every Step He Takes Is Smeared With Blood 03:55	lyrics	buy track
6. Every Step He Takes Is Smeared With Blood Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: The Oubliette Trilogy: Past I have seen her The final piece to fall into place I know her every move Just like I know every line in her face She doesn't know that she is special In every way Her astrological sign Right down to her birthday She is the key that will open a gate from so far away In the cold they slumber through the aeons they silently wait I think that she's alone I praise the luck of it all No one to miss her No one to listen for her call The mysteries of life and death Are revealed to those who have seen the veil and pierced the self A state of mind where the flame and the void Burn away the conscious mind and Release the inner turmoil To create the conduit that bridges the Gap of reality... Spurs our dreams into life No matter how dark they seem I have seen the end of days A fire that burns away All the non believer the weak and the faithless I have stood on the bones of the vanquished My cup is full with the blood of my rivals Ascendancy the rise of a god Among the insects that populate this world I alone have seen the truth of the word And heard its song whispered for so long The blood moon is seven days away When she must be sacrificed to create the gate The sigils are set As the candle light plays on the wall The incantation hasn't been spoken Since the old ones fell The alter is cloaked in darkness of Unnatural kind Where she lays bounds and gagged Waiting for the appointed time I can feel the pull I must maintain some sense of self I fixate on the box sitting on the dusty shelf When Orion and Aquarius align And the moon draws high I'll cut out her heart And burn it with salt and lye.. I can hear the old ones they're in my mind A little bit of the master comes back with me Time after time I must wait I don't want to be premature Seven more days Until man kinds final overture...
7.	Failed Opus 03:54	lyrics	buy track
7. Failed Opus Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: The Oubliette Trilogy: Past I remember when I was young I had a vision of what I might become The promise of a future Buried by failed expectancy And grim uncertainty What have we become? We trade in fear the rights we won Is this the solution? I guess we'll see when it's said and done The toxic atmosphere Prevents the conversation From ever happening Why the secrecy? I thought that we were the north Strong and free... The context of good governance Stems from the heart and good intent Where we are all working Towards a greater good As it's best understood Oh, Canada Our home and native land True patriot love And all thy sons command With glowing hearts We see thee rise The true north strong and free The worst case scenario Is beginning unfold Like in 1984 It begins with a war on dissent The right to peacefully assemble For redress of grievances Now demonized by the authorities All for the public safety... The lack of accountability Is scary enough without all the fear mongering I just want to live my life Without always looking over my shoulder Or worrying about big brother We have a right to privacy In free country Don't we? SOLO
8.	Labyrinth of Nighted Silence 04:13	lyrics	buy track
8. Labyrinth of Nighted Silence Words and Music By: Jesse Lacharite Album: The Oubliette Trilogy: Past Arise Where's my control I'm hollow inside? Denied The right to feel or even decide My Life Pushed to limits of human endurance My mind Twisted and flayed by the games I play It all seemed harmless enough Back when I was reading the journal Never in my wildest dreams Did I think this would end up killing me The mystery has turned sharply To some kind of insanity I'm ready for the final leg The horror and the dread fill my head The rough cut passage Leading me into the black My descent downwards I know there can be no turning back Flight upon flight Of rough hewn step carved from the rock The guttering torch Keeping my emotion from running amok I feel a breeze start to rise Then there's that curious sound again So alien... Making the hairs on the back of my neck stand The tunnel starts to widen I approach the opening, striding With confidence... Not fully aware, I'm poorly prepared And feeling scared The scene is barely visible It's like underground mausoleum Canopic jars Scattered and broken everywhere The sarcophagi Thousands of them lying about The cloying air Triggers my despair... When I think I'm at the end I see the door Black and emblazoned It's symbols come alive But something doesn't feel right Somehow I know that this is the way In the dark alone I hear the alien sound again...