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Beneath the Realm of Consciousness [EP]

by BETRAYER

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1.
(Instrumental)
2.
Traumitization. Tied to a chair then gagged. Tortured then programmed. Admit this mind into a trance. Memories now hidden. Everything I fucking know. Forgotten.Forever. Everything I fucking know. Who the fuck am I now? Hypnotized, tortured, then instilled into me. Perpetual alters to my reality. Subconscious whispers beg to be heard by me. They're constantly repeating the same commands. Hear me O' child. Dance like a puppet that's hanging. Hanging from a noose. Move with the masses they're blind. Hear me O' child. Dance like a puppet that's hanging. Hanging from a noose. Move with the masses they move to a fucking trance. The triggers lie beneath the media. The thoughts aren't my own but who gives a shit? Force-fed some lies so I'm ignorant. The voices repeat in my head. Replaying over and over again. Misleading. The voices repeat in my head. You are nothing but a slave. Programmed to obey. Servant to a hidden reich. Fucking obey. The voices repeat. My nightmares are my escape. Lies dissect then rebuild me. Erasing the traces of free will that I have left. Void. Resilience is hopeless. This bullshit is infesting my mind. It only multiplies.
3.
Oblivious 05:06
Born of flesh and free will, yet I never chose this fate. Veins replaced with wires. Nerves becoming obsolete. I can't feel a thing. So persuasive I might give in. Numb to everything. If this is all real then I give up. Born of flesh and free will, yet I never chose this fate. Veins replaced with wires. Nerves becoming obsolete. I never chose this. Living a life that's played out. There's no way out. Close my eyes hope that nothing is wrong. Living a life that's played out. There's no way out. Close my eyes shut the door on your way out. And you wonder why I'm so oblivious? Because I'm told what to think. Just like everyone else. I'm fucking fed an illusion. Replacing sense with confusion. I'm fucking fed an illusion. I can't feel a thing. So persuasive I might give in. Numb to everything. If this is all real then I give up. I am among the dead. Pulse for the serpent's head. Fed a false illusion in this confusion. I think I'm alive. And you wonder why I'm so oblivious? Because I'm told what to think. Just like everyone else. I'm fucking fed an illusion. Replacing sense with confusion. I'm fucking fed an illusion. Feed me my every thought. Indoctrinate my fragile mind. Feed me my every thought. Initiate my commands. I'll carry them out. No hesitation. They hide in my thoughts. They pose as my own. Feed me my every thought. Indoctrinate my fragile mind. Feed me my every thought. Initiate my command.
4.
Useless 05:51
Watch me as I cut off your head. Depicting what's useless as dead. Capture a glimpse of my face. Memories drift into space. Either I kill you or I'll have the life sucked out of me. I just follow orders. Silence the prey before they have a chance to speak. Am I going crazy? Or am I the one who's chosen to cleanse this fucking world? It's so hard to tell now. Innocence becomes surreal. Merciless. It's hard to feel. My hands stained with blood. It seems so real. Watch me as I cut off your head. Depicting what's useless as dead. Capture a glimpse of my face. Memories drift into space. It's only getting harder to grasp existence. I only answer to the voices in my head. This is existence, insidious illness. Infection is spreading throughout my whole mind. My life's contingent on following orders. I'm fucking useless if I don't comply. Watch me as I cut off your head. Depicting what's useless as dead. Capture a glimpse of my face. Memories drift into space. Drift into space. I'm now a faceless drone. Spending my life alone. I'm just a fucking tool. Played for a fucking fool. It's only getting harder to grasp existence. I only answer to the voices in my head. Recollect, nothing's real. Race for the top, you'll see me there. A place in the stars, looking down. This may be fake but I don't care. Come with me. Let's indulge. Fuck the truth we're built on lies. Build this dream until it dies. Then bury the remnants. No one will know. Capture a glimpse of my face. Your life is erased. Watch me as I cut off your head. Depicting what's useless as dead. Capture a glimpse of my face. Memories drift into space.
5.
Clarity 02:04
(Instrumental)
6.
Solace 05:49
I've lost all motivation. My stomach will never be full. Nothing will bring me the solace that I used to find in the eyes of the dead. Somber cries lost their edge. Murder won't get me up anymore. I have become a drone. Portraying the very weakness that I despise. Obedience. Threads the eye then stitches my mouth closed. What have I become? I have become a drone. Portraying the very weakness that I despise. Obedience. Threads the eye then stitches my mouth closed. I have no direction. I'm back to searching and guessing again. So perplexed. My mind is broken to pieces again. I have become a drone. Enslaved by the very master that you all trust. Ignorance. Threads the eye then stitches your eyes closed. What have I become? A disgrace. Enter this silk home a larvae. Exit a creature that can fly away from here. Leaving this bullshit behind. I wish I could leave it all behind. I am all alone. This prison has become my mind. So desperate to end this. I gladly give my life. It's over. This gorgeous day has turned to black. I forfeit. I gladly give my life.
7.
I keep repeating the same mistakes. Constantly struggling to please their eyes. Please fucking close them. I'm losing my patience. They keep feeding on their right to control. Squeezing the last breath from deep inside my lungs. God show me true freedom. You know it's mine. Please give me the answers. I'm fucking blind. Beneath the realm of consciousness. Fabricated thoughts implanted. Beneath the realm of consciousness. They own you and they own me. Beneath the realm of consciousness. Fabricated thoughts implanted. Arable minds prepared for the seed of control. A constitution of voluntary slavery. They want our lives. Dreamers become projectors of spoon-fed lies. Know that this will never end. I'm speaking to no one. Because no one is listening. Distracted by lies. Open your eyes. This is the reason that they own our lives. We have become nothing.

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released October 20, 2012

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