Infinite Regress

by Nequient

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released September 4, 2015

Recorded and mixed by Pete Grossmann at Bricktop Recording, Chicago, IL (

Cover by Mike G. Miller (

Nequient is:
Justin Anderson – Bass
Chris Avgerin – Drums
Patrick Conahan – Guitar
Adam Finnegan – Guitar
Jason Kolkey – Vocals

All music by Nequient
All lyrics by Jason Kolkey



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Nequient Chicago, Illinois

Crusty, sludgy metal.


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Track Name: Eschatology
Consumed by flame
Or encased in ice,
Scurry toward the end
Like laboratory mice.
Could have saved ourselves
If we ever tried.
Drowning in apathy,
Stumble to suicide.

Caught in anomie.

Will to death meets
With the will to power.
Uncaring to delay
The final hour.
A world exploited
And lives bought cheap.
Short-sighted, self-righteous,
In a culture asleep.

The seals have broken;
Trumpets have blown.
The Earth heaves her final groan.
We accomplished our demise—
Just too stupid to realize.
We construct our ending.
Enslaved to technology,
Caught in anomie.
Track Name: Misandrist
Fedora pulled low,
Anonymous you strike
A mighty blow
For the phallic and right.

Misandrist –
Dox the opposition.
Fighting for tradition.
Playing the victim
In your own system.

Resentment forms the center
Of an otherwise empty life.
You have been found wanting,
And then they twist the knife.
Sense of entitlement
Clashes with reality.
Lash out in frustration –
Solace through brutality.

You whiny fucking cunts
Are all the nicest guys,
So why don’t these bitches
Want you between their thighs?

It’s about ethics in journalism.
It’s about rampant feminism.
It’s about manly purity,
Or your own insecurity.
Track Name: Mask of Anarchy
Dominant addiction,
Passionate conviction,
The province of the worst.
A nation forever cursed
To infinite return
Till we let it all burn
Anarchy, to thee we bow,
Thou art God and King and Law.

Murder legitimized
And thugs militarized.
Last line of defense
Against irrelevance.
Turning back all these years
With guns and riot gear.
Anarchy, to thee we bow,
Thou art God and King and Law.

Beat them to the ground.
Bring the cudgel down.
One more skull to crack.
Shoot him in the back.
Track Name: Dismember the Demagogue
Your perceptions twisted,
A past that never existed.
Everyone made the same
In Christ’s sacred name.
Hold Fox’s love deep within,
Dwelling in a world of sin.

Dismember the demagogue.

Besieged by Sodom:
Encroaching death dulling all sense,
Your sanctimonious pretense.
The life that you abhor
Washed away in spurts of gore.

Dismember the demagogue.

Cry out unto your dead messiah
As you are torn limb from limb.
Track Name: B.I.P.
The Empire never ended.

When I feel light upon my face
Black Iron Prison gates descend.
A mere glimpse of transcendence
That only mocks me.

A world fallen from creation,
Inescapable chains and wards.
Rats in the cage long to gnaw my face.
Hope, they whisper, lies through submission.

The Empire never ended,
And the gates descended.
Track Name: Obsidian Order
Lives of wretched excess
Lost in infinite regress.
Buried beneath debris
Of blood-soaked centuries.
Every hope of escape
Ends in funeral drape.
Maintain righteous façade,
Carnage ordained by God.

Trapped in a J. Edgar Hoover wet dream.
The NSA records your every scream,
Drones reflecting in the twilight’s last gleam.

Big Brother, I love you.
Remake me as you will.

The trains are running on time.
No heart, no soul, no mind.

Ultima ratio regum.