It​’​s Like You Never Saw the Writing on the Wall, Nor the Pattern on my Parasol

by Quimico

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Chewing sour grapes like Aesop’s fox, entertainment brain drain robs free thoughts. Drunk off the concept of “perfection”, unwilling to see the natural beauty. A fanciful escape made with sugarcane and grapes. Meanwhile, the blood on our hands has long since dried and cicatrized.
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Eyes bled from genius, the fresh slag Offal in tied steaks, Scat rash fever; To the kleptocracy for which it dances on our graves One nation under wolves in sheepskin. Irreconcilable with lobotomy and jaundice for all.
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Bite the hand that feeds you the bullet A pledge of discordance in retort to Emotional avoidance Falling out of the pocket into mutual abyss Remiss without a goodbye kiss Celibate to the self, notwithstanding Sueños de nadie, sin un rostro Give me reason to believe you do not belie me You stare into the darkness of within Polar night mind myopic to the senses “Suspect, without an iota of respect Asking how you have an alibi for that night Yet the evidence suggests not otherwise… Cold case, tengo frio pero me siento. Remnants of your repudiation nonexistent You walk into solitude and disappear like clouds into the aether.”
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Thrashcore power violence Unrest inside for a long time Cardboard coffin lachrymatory “Come taste the vanquished fire” …So spake the wind to the empty choir. “I dream of a world where Compassion is inherent, not contingent.”
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The more you dare to push me, The more I pull you down to hell with me.
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To drown in time’s amorphous waters Oceans of seconds passing by the tides Ebbing through the ides Talons of truth, execrable nails Accept thy denouement, immortality is not in thy grasp, Rather in the rusting fists of history With other tales of thermodynamic impossibility A legacy of perpetual motion machinery Thy hubris will dictate thy quietus. From the cradle—the death rattle To the grave—death’s bells Auric dawn Stabbed in the neck Shat to death Zombie lobotomy—revocation of breath The starch cycle has dried—only poison is left.
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Matryoshka of façades, the masks you wear Unlike others, only I have seen your real hair Remembering that self-hating child within Manifested into a grotesque creation Shed your fuckin’ skin, you’ve reached the end Pompous bravado crumbles, your walls are paper thin Your veil so diaphanous (to me) readily ripped to shreds Born in hate to fornicate Mummified in your nurtured habitual disguise, Disquieted when we see your real eyes.
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You are—a diamond in my eyes You are—a diamond of the night A shining geometry I want to see you be more than dreams I want to see you be my sunshine’s gleam For all eternity
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I plead the fifth I don’t give a shit So fuck off and die I won’t be telling you why
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Instrumentals recorded April 2023. Vocals recorded June 2023.

All vocals are played backwards.

Tracks 8-10 form a suite entitled, "Sanguine Viticulture, Foetidly The Seventh Degree of Separation".

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released December 22, 2023

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Quimico Massachusetts

The band name is Castilian Spanish for "Chemist".

Experiments in music, like one does in a laboratory.

Phlegmy Kilmister: Executive producer and chemist.

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