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Transdusk

by Transdusk

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Adrenochrome Deathchild Verse 1: Desperate measures for desperate times Still visions of spiraled lines Ties dissolve and decay The waterbug takes it all away Still breathing As reality liquefies A whirlpool of color and hues The crystalline hierophant imbues Chorus: The liquids oxidized As we turn out the lights A specter actualized In puerile distant eyes The shadow’s screaming out Inebriant devout The twisted face of nothing Spitting acid, pulling down Verse 2: Distorted views through vacant eyes Discovered truths through real lies Relentless ticking of a faceless clock Incessant wretching of a face that mocks Still breathing As the insects all talk to me Their red, twitching cacophony Better living through insanity
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Deathblow Automatic Verse 1: They say Insane The tower’s apex decays Unheard Unseen The madness soaking the highway Chorus: Open the gates, let all the blood flow Living Machines, erratum in death throes Perfected life, ascent of the new model Gaia’s relief, humanity’s deathblow! Where nature’s failed, the proxy shall conquer Mainframe’s advance, the old flesh will falter Mechanical knives, death will be automatic Your hand is dealt, humanity’s deathblow! Verse 2: Destroyed Devoid The helix moving blindly Defaced Erased Perception trapped in a fly’s wing
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Disappear 03:14
Disappear Verse 1: Cloying. Grating. Losing. Breaking. No breathing. No seeing. No living. No leaving. Pacing. Staring. Tensing. Increasing. No focus. No resolve. No progress. No way out. All that’s needed is a shift from the inside Chorus: In the ether where you won’t find me Bright lights pierce your eyelids blinding All chroma and demonscapes This is rapture, this is my escape I’ll disappear I’ll disappear Not even your god will find me I’ll disappear I’ll disappear Not even your god will find me Verse 2: Fighting. Clawing. Resisting. Cleansing. All focus. All resolve. For progress. To get out. Breaking. Tearing. Emerging. Becoming. The maker. Destroyer. Decider. Enforcer. All that’s needed is a shift from the inside
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Black Dirt 03:09
Black Dirt Verse 1: Beyond the madman’s whispers Within the mountain’s dreams Where all the eyeless banter The wretched darkness seethes In blood we’re soaking angels In droves we’re killing thoughts The neon sky compels us But all this is for not Chorus: Black dirt, incandescent skies Force fed apocalyptic lies Rusted coins in the wishing well Funding hubris and the fear they sell Fearing In vein Grasping Nothing Up sold Shut out Hive mind Devout Verse 2: The dreamless call for visions The ageless ones for sleep As we equip for violence The ceaseless mower reaps a thousand burning icons Within the astral fold Come crashing down around us Leaving the shadow cold
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Deadpan 04:37
Deadpan Verse 1: Can’t say why This curse is eating me Behind the mask I lie Division’s got the best of me The blade turns, no reaction No begging, pleading, no retraction Plague manifest within the acrid mind Somnambulist held by the ties that bind Chorus: Tear out my eyes Burning inside Up against the ropes again and I can’t feel a thing Haunting my mind Tripping and blind Silent screams held in an iron vine and I Start bleeding light Verse 2: Lost inside This mirrored hall that speaks to me Pulled under sober tides The blank machine is all that’s seen The light’s on, lens retraction No speaking, ceding, just jagged fractions The plague infests while the host’s maligned Abstractionist torn by the blade refined
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Burning Midnight Verse 1: Visceral dusk, the season unfurling Dripping lust, our art manifesting We mark this day, with sex, blood and fire Pushing through as the old ways expire A lunar still, the muscles are tensing A sanguine surge, the passion condensing A primal call, as ecstasy beckons While rushing the feeling we stretch out the seconds Chorus: Black candles, spells and atrophy Ten thousand devils in revelry Bodies framed by a black light sky While the shadow orgy circles the sacred eye Bats take flight false morals fall Witches cum and lycans call A toast to all that is obscene As we burn and create a new Halloween Verse 2: The undead sun, Necropolis rising The monster’s birth, tradition revising The feral earth, from which life is given Darkness falls and our spirits have risen Our essence burns, the season becomes us True selves renewed, the old flesh is black dust Waking up to the dawn of the red sun Though we are separate, through this we are one
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Necronaut 04:11
Necronaut Verse 1: Through cold and lifeless vacuums and ultraviolet seas The demon plasma fused and then I came to be Raised in dark dimensions schooled within the void I knew that to create myself I first must be destroyed Tearing flesh from bone and disconnecting joints I stretched my fingers into claws and then my crown to points I built a better me powers that be damned I cursed the gods and named myself because I Know I am… Chorus: NECRONAUT! Verse 2: Pursued by so-called angels and sycophantic ghosts They said one day they’d break me down I killed them in repost Shortly sometime after I came across a sphere It moved in ever closer and whispered in my ear “The meaning of existence is the easiest to find” Before the sphere could finish a shape then vainly shined “Know that I am God and you are but a lamb” I killed that asshole, trashed the corpse because you know I am…
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Cadaver Junkie Verse 1: The bleed, the burn, the need This bête noir that’s taking over me The hurt, the Hell, the walls This simple world cannot bind me Dark aeons spent erased Defaced Displaced here They cannot entomb Exhume Consume me Chorus: Blood takes hold like heroin While specters beg for violent sin The addiction burns without within So let the overdose begin Opium eyes a razor key Let us view what dead eyes see This crimson ocean cleanses me Enter now Cadaver Junkie Verse 2: The dark, the cold, the dead This vile madness that compels me The call, the face, the eyes The aphotic hands that uplift me Unknown dimensions brought to light Ignite Invite us They will be adored Restored Implored by us
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Lenticular 04:25
Lenticular Verse 1: Evolving, In stride The ghost of the lens becomes god of the mind In pale beams we fall, Though prisms we rise The new hues will liberate, Hells left entwined Constructing, In time The new view, the obvious we kept inside Our true selves revealed, In nacreous light Rejecting these tethered views we reach new heights Chorus: Refraction Within the eyes that serve the mind, and burn in kind The vapid blind continue dreaming Perception Take form inside, control the tide, direct the line We’ll find our own way Verse 2: Accepting, the tide In lifting your feet up you release the mind Elation takes hold, At one with the world Inside, a new audience, Banners unfurled Reliving, Old times A newfound respect for the details refined Next level of calm, makes everything right Gives birth to the facets that augment your sight
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Some Things Are Better Left Undead Verse 1: Get Knocked down It’s never ending Sink my teeth into flesh Ever descending Caught between the worms and the wolves Accept my place Another day another shallow grave Another specter displaced Pre-chorus: Cold, black sky We won’t die Chorus: Some things vanish with the passage of time To be forgotten and pulled out by the tide But we are forever standing We are the Undead! Some things bow before the rivers of night and shy away at the threat of the light But we are forever waking We are the Undead! Verse 2: Feel this flesh Forever rotting Steel and the sting of regret Pulses dropping A kiss between the leaves and the dirt A cold embrace The fluid rush and the violent release The sweetly violent taste

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released July 13, 2012

Written and Performed by T.S. Moth
Recorded @ Cybernetic Hell Studios, Amesbury, MA
Produced by T.S. Moth
Mixed by T.S. Moth
Mastered by Arnie Ashford
Cover Art by T.S. Moth

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Transdusk Boston, Massachusetts

Transdusk is the solo project of multi-instrumentalist T.S. Moth. Never feeling quite at home with any one scene/genre, it is his small way of trying to find a place in the world the only way he knows how... by creating it.

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