Steph Taylor aka Narcissus Narcosis - Face It You're Basic lyrics

To live above my d**h, transcend beyond the flesh In depth to an extent of which thou did not expect In retrospect I demand respect, decaying the neglect I've come to accept My lyrics shall infect Infest a soul to control a unified concept At best the hole in my chest rejects the mundane Hollow and void of pain Comparable to a stain is your existence lacking transcendent ascensions My sadistic visions with precision allow omniscient decisions Feed my mind with nocturnal incisions of matrix hacking encryption I lie beyond this dimension of comprehension Tremble in fear of my lyrical inventions To gaze at the ones who haunt To taunt that which can't be stopped. The days fade away and rot Am I alive. Prove it to me. Show me a sign, let your mind move me Narcissus Narcosis with complete focus, and dark devotions mixing potions and tracks with hocus-pocus in the dark ocean Lacking mortal emotion, free from earthly commotion To reach my state of mind, the universal eye opens I see all yet no need to impose, for within my presence mortals decompose I perform miracles, lyrical and beyond, void of your life prolonged, prove you wrong through one song My profound sounds astound nouns backed by howls of hounds from the dark underground I hear them now as my sorrow drowns and I am crowned as omniscient, hypnotic, and cryptic Robotic and formulaticly gifted bending boundaries of physics Theories over your heads like your destined to miss it Pessimistically optimistic, prophesitically realistic Narcissistically inflicted never, forever clever with narcotic endeavors and bonds severed To gaze at the ones who haunt. To taunt that which can't be stopped. The days fade away and rot Am I alive. Prove it to me. Show me a sign, let your mind move me I use a paradox, to clash your pair of Glocks To match the divine confines of which the angels flock Predictions of conflictions, verse cursed by dark linguistics Holy eyes rise above false love and promised fiction Hate fluxuates to illustrate a fate of illustrious doom Consumed to this date by knowledge that you chase inside my tomb Face disgrace, your laced with sinful tastes Awake and alive, combined through many minds Eventually you'll see it was meant to be, the demented things of your dreams reflected in poetic vocal symphonies Vile thoughts of mine from the confines of my mind, stretch for miles as I smile and transfer them into to the mic Believe the league in which I lead is free of the necessity to breathe, for a lack of the flesh, no need to rest, only mortals bleed Gaze in misery for centuries to witness me walk across the sun Water-walking's fun, but was my past Slaughter Stalking, author laughing hacking with an axe; decay and fade away to black Track demolishing is Steph in fact like a madman unmasked No need to ask or pretend you fail to contend in the end, my lines like razor-edged vines tipped in cyanide; the wounds impossible to mend, and still you fail to comprehend I advise you try to run and hide