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Joint Ventures

by The Odious

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1.
Nuchal Cord 01:58
Newborn infants shriek at birth Apart from when they’re strangled The link that grew to start their life Has now found them entangled
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Before countless spiraling suns I call upon he who rules our sleeping thoughts. Dream Lord, let your sands fall through those pale fingers And put me to sleep for I need your guidance. It was at that moment I collapsed & Continued to drift off into the realm Dream Lord, let your sands fall through those pale fingers And put me to sleep (x 2) The experience was frightening but the knowledge is essential to predict what is to come of the… Crimson race of alien freaks suck them dry take their sleep away from them make them rot Do you think that I forgot? About the six thousand years of pain That ravaged on the Martian plains You rats of red will scurry no more I promise you king your race…is done for I awoke from that nightmare, & knew that we were through. Hues of black creeping evenly Around the bend and back to you This talisman of emerald green Handed down to me By predecessors of ancient blood Glows in my cold hands This green jewel endured the Vast mazes of time and possibility, Guided by concealed law, While watching the great red ball dissolve behind us Phobos & Deimos stand silent (x 2) The vast dead planet floats on… God of red dust, former glory looking upon with dead nostalgia at his sister earth Atop Olympus, an empty throne observes memories of this extinct empire. Creatures of foresight Admiring the blossoming (just a stones throw away...) We will plant our seed of life And pack down the soil The Martian tree will grow on earth But the people will never know, Of their true origin Or how they came to be, All humans are Martians All Martians are Humans It’s all the same to me. All humans are Martian All Martians are Human It’s all the same to me.
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Fake faces fill up a room, A seemingly genuine succubus smiles. Drooling lies, just for a fuck, Left naked, in your filth and bile. She-wolf howls one last rhyme, At the constant falling sands of time, All beauty fades, replaced with age, That fishwife tramp will take her stage The gynecic curse!!! Before you realize your face is dripping away like an icicle, Maybe you’ll regret using it as a crutch She-wolf howls one last rhyme, At the constant falling sands of time, All beauty fades, replaced with age, That fishwife tramp will take her stage The eye watches you, The mind thinks about me When is this different? How couldn’t I see through your web of silk that wrapped around my will and pulled my mouth to silence? You’re just a drone, an empty shell bitch. Doomed to burn from the very first day Why did I think this feeling would stay? You’re diseased with the gynecic curse, How does it feel knowing it can’t be reversed?
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Combaticus 08:27
I want to go back to Pamalonia: The bloodshed city. Who were we but open vessels for you to corrupt? Are you happy? Who am I kidding? It worked flawlessly. And I’m not mad, I daydream constantly. About what happens in the ring, In the place where violent things Go down, just like rain falls… And I’d give anything; I’d leave it all, To gaze upon it one last time. Before I take this life and die. Before I spiral down my drain. Before I finally kill this brain. There’s one thing that I wish to see: COMBATICUS in his full majesty. There’s one place that I wish to be: If you can hear me please set me free. I call upon your conscience, By it’s ancient god-like name, COMBATICUS, cleanse my soul with carnage Free me from your game. House of perverted bloodlust, Taken away from me… Swallowed by the earth, it was For our blasphemy Pillars and temples fell A city sucked to hell Some say the fighting still goes on But it’s so hard to tell I won’t hold back any longer. To meet cruelty, I must be cruel Dissolving inhibitions… Learn to love my cutting tool Ripping & cutting & slashing & tearing Terrifying all I see… Where is my fucking recognition? No one would ever guess Why I did the things that I did He wants to be alone With my teacher, with my brother, Count every kill, obey the father Who does he think he is? I think I am the end itself He has the itch inside To my mentor, to my instructor, Its all for you… this glorious hell on earth His will has been done. I can finally rest… For I see him before me Taking the acid test He doesn’t speak, But he doesn’t have to Because I already know what I came here to do Time to let go... Die by bushido.
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Minutia 00:54
Embedded in the minutia To you, it’s justified Appeased by bread and circuses Superficially gratified… Blood vessels burst As I watch you shove your face With scraps and bones How does it taste? (Never got your fill) Same old fucking thing Constantly starving A bottomless pit…
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I must tear down these walls between us all So I may see them rebuilt in my name. It’s a visceral sort of thing, But I don’t even want to try and change Cause I know it would be useless So I continue to subscribe… Letters are lines and nothing more People seem to truly adore Putting labels on things they don’t understand In a bullshit attempt to expand their brand But when everything’s labeled, No one likes to get along I can’t find my way Hence, my dismay… The human animal has no sense, no reason Just a flock of sheep in wolf’s clothing Ooh I wanna feel something.. Ooh I wanna feel something now.. And when I hear them screaming I’ll know the something’s been found My eyes pour holy sludge upon burning flesh Snap crackle pop I would have it no other way Ooh I need to feel something.. Ooh I need to feel something now.. And when I see them bleeding I’ll know the something’s been found Evil is everywhere Evil is real Its everywhere you don’t look It’s everywhere you do If you don’t fucking believe it Well that’s a bad mistake But it doesn’t really matter Because you’ll find out soon enough Look at me and tell me something real Before the hope is killed I know the place were all the popes are built Look at me and tell me something real Before the hope is killed Original sin: the sprouting seed of guilt. Sick from narcissistic fever I can feel the evil like a breeze Calling each other non-believers Watching the great deku bleed As I wait on the edge of the earth, I can see the walls being torn down again Only to be rebuilt in another name, On a different day. What?
7.
Mer/ka/ba 05:09
Why this infatuation for discontent? {Currently unknown.} When will we learn to live free from lament? {We won’t.}
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A set of mutilated feet Rotting gums underneath Yellow teeth Soiled in my only clothes Echo in the alley A voice on the holy throne "Slay Garfield, The Ungrateful" How should I be remembered? By Bulldog handles and Ivory triggers My defense I recite to you In epic rhyme, 'tis true. Doctors killed the President My bullet did not make it through The circus of newspaper lunatics You are slovenly folk Entertained by tricks The Lord be pleased I have done its deed You will all see Defense lawyers made whores When I’m president in 84’ When I am president in 1884 You’ll see And you’ll agree, It’s the act to beat Bigger than me: This is history The Lord be pleased I have done its deed The lord be pleased…right now "I saved my party and my land; I will weep no more I see the most glorious things I am with the Lord." He saw the most glorious things… Through psychopathic eyes
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Vaporous specters conjured. They circle around me like vultures… Sirens of potent beauty, Speak sweet words and familiar phrases Their hound of mental anguish 1 head, 4 eyes, no jaw I gaze in unfiltered awe Transfixed from a dose of truth Indulge my sick desires. Things I’ve always wanted But never confronted, My ego is dragged from its den Held up for all to see Empowered and ashamed, again and again, Conflicts taking hold within me Vaporous specters conjured. They circle around me like vultures… Sirens of potent beauty, Speak sweet words and familiar phrases Their hound of mental anguish 1 head, 4 eyes, no jaw Transfixed from a dose of truth I gaze in unfiltered awe Indulge my sick desires. Things I’ve always wanted But never confronted, My ego is dragged from its den Held up for all to see Again and again and again AND AGAIN!!! Haunted by subconscious grime: The price we pay for all our crimes For if we do not get in line We’re set up with fines and threatened with jail time Reliant on the ventures that we pursue (We’re all just) Living day to day… These days: not to many people following through (We’re all just) waiting to betray… It all makes a distorted kind of sense upstairs Puzzle pieces that shouldn't fit together They’re making a portrait, a crooked reflection (I’m) looking back in, and I'm as light as a feather Aww shit.
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Does any one know what I’m supposed to do? I just don’t know what were coming to This fucking planet makes me sick And even worse, I’m a part of it I did so many idiotic things Things I still have yet to truly learn from But at the end of my life I know I’ll know nothing And I’ve accepted the fact that we are Bred to keep this illusion intact Try to find something tangible In this world of smoke and mirrors When you figure it out Come let me know If you find an answer Please bring it to me ‘Cause I’ve been searching my whole life And many ages beyond For every epiphany, another question Fuel for the internal fire What could be in store for me? I guess I’ll just have to wait and see Just another thing that breathes I’ll let my thoughts go instinctively Does anyone know who I’m supposed to be? If I don’t is something wrong with me? One thing you should know- I really could care less About you pompous-ass, whiny, Porsche-driving prick And then I spit on your grave First I’ll dig up your body And then I’ll kick it around (Kick it around) I have come to love the sound Of a man begging for his life First I’ll dig up your body And then I’ll kick it around (Kick it around) Nothing compares to the sound Of a human begging for its life Begging for its life Begging for its precious life Its precious life Our houses of stone: Indisputable Now teeth from the rain Gnaw them away In each hand rests a brain Two names for one being Polar opposites interconnected A dividing line for safe keeps I have seen many things I should probably be concerned about But the world I was raised in taught me to distract myself What a laugh... (x 2)

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We, as humans, all have one inescapable fact in common: We are all randomly thrown into this world whether we like it or not. As a result of that fact, every individual brought into being undergoes a series of archetypal experiences; ordeals only understood by those who have lived & breathed on this earth, along with everyone else, since the dawn of man.

These themes are present from our very first instant, they shape our minds into individual thoughts and personalities, and carry us to the last breath of our most definitive moments. including death. Our race has forever dealt with these feelings and encounters; they are a result of our inherited condition as human beings. They are the joint ventures between us all, connecting us together, unknowingly, throughout all time.

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released December 18, 2012

Music and lyrics by The Odious
Mixed and mastered by Jeremy Klein

Album Artwork: Anna Jackson
Album Layout/Logo: Kyle Jensen

Guest Vocals: Taylor Gorman of Sisyphean Conscience on
"The Gynecic Curse"

Recorded @ Abyssal Lair Studios, Portland, OR
All songs written and recorded by The Odious (2011-2012)


This album is dedicated to Charles "Chuck" Daily (1979-2012)

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