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Where Eras End
08:56
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An obsidian monolith
Rifts in time
Light is crumbling
Skies divide
The fabric of reality is torn
All logic gone and forgotten
Illusions well and truly shattered
Memories seem like a cruel joke, a cheap trick played by our conscience
A monstrous charnel house stands as a threat, overshadowing the land
The surrounding boneyard housing mountains of grime and the tombs are crammed
Aeons have taken their toll. The scent of death from the pyres alight brings out primal fears, not memories of the comfort it may provide
A misshapen mass of architecture colours the distance
A hue of blood, canvas of unbearable grief
Beauty lurks in every corner.
God is an artist. This is his masterpiece.
Cacophonies of repulsive laughter as the soundscape
Hellish creatures tend the grounds and care for the needy
There is no solace where no man treads, angels fornicate and demons pray
In some ways strangely quiet, peaceful, full of grace
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2. |
One With Nothing
07:34
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There was a time
I possessed all my senses
Ruled my domain
I cling to remembrance
Now all has changed
Just part of some game
See no colour
Have no name
I have given up myself
My life is a compromise
The fog has devoured everything
I see myself cornered, my disregard blithe
I remember precisely, like yesterday
Or so I believe
I remember the sensation
How it soothed and relieved
Once it was a nightmare
A dystopia I abhorred
Oh how foolish, how magnificent
The irony that this is my one true call
I write there last words as I see myself vanish
The mist claims me
I am finally free
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3. |
The Gift You Gave
12:54
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From the moment the child embarks on his journey down the river of life, the roar of death’s waterfall fills the valley, always nearer and nearer; it gnaws, gnaws at the child’s happiness. Man looks out over the earth, and it breathes like a great lung; when it exhales, delicate and graceful life teems out of its pores, and all the creatures stretch out their arms to the sun; but when it takes in its breath, a rustle of fragile spirits breaking sweeps through the multitudes, and their corpses lash the ground like showers of hail.
Brought from nil into the light
Became a secular vice
The billionth miracle I am
Sunkissed and baptised
Flung into earthly delights
Clung to the dawn in my sight
Blinded I now stand
My home I benight
Deflowered, the years took their toll
Washed you up, buried you beneath soil
Macerated your skin and bones
Created a dream for you, and you alone
Deflowered, the years took their toll
Washed me up, buried me beneath soil
Macerated my skin and bones
Created a nightmare for me, and me alone
Indoctrinated
Alleviated
Assuaged
Downplayed
Isolation
Sublimation
Diversion
Connection
It was passed through generations, father and son
Lit up your whole life and made you your home
Now time has elapsed, the torch passed onto me
The fire has engulfed me, hurt me, broken my zeal
At first, I held it in highest esteem
Cradled and guarded it like my own flesh and blood
A miracle unparalleled, a blessing from a god
As this boon enlightens my soul
It escalated far beyond my control
As I latch onto your breast
Your essence shrivelled, parched and famished
Your lifeblood exhausted
Your breath waning, your joy vanished
As you latch onto my breast
My essence shrivelled, parched and famished
My lifeblood exhausted
My breath waning, my joy vanished
He sees his genesis in his mother’s womb, he holds out his hand and sees that it has five branches. Where does this accursed five come from, and what does that have to do with his soul? He is no longer simply at one with himself; in terror he touches his body: this is you and you extend so far, and no farther. He carries a meal inside himself, yesterday it was an animal running freely about by its own will, now he is absorbing it, making it a part of himself; where does he begin and where does he end? Things blend into each other in sequences of cause and effect, and everything he tries to seize and hold dissolves before his probing thoughts.
Soon he sees mechanics behind everything. At last, the nature of things is only his own nature, nothing exists but himself, every road winds back to himself, the world is but a ghostly echo of his own voice—he leaps up with a shriek and wants to vomit himself onto the earth, together with his foul meal, he feels insanity approaching...
Life in a hearse
Kill yourself to break this curse
Life in a hearse
Kill yourself to break this curse
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4. |
Burgeoning
11:34
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Nightfall has embraced me
I long for the day
I wish I never knew it
Nightfall has clasped
I long for the day
Oh, how wish I never knew it
These thorns I bear
These thorns I bear in hope to be carried away
She came to me at night, enticed me with her smile
Her red lips vexed and haunted me for quite a while
Arms stretch out, her silky hands bless me with her touch
I am hers now, I am but a plaything to a god
We have entwined, I sing unto her an ode to cherish her grace
My kindred spirit, sole true love
The one thing I prize and crave
We embrace, your skin so warm
It soothes my soul
Your grasp so firm, makes us whole
We coil and dance through the night
Bellow unto the moon
Its light reaches me, calls me, claws me away from you
I yearn for you, my precious queen
My lust has driven me mad
I scream and beg, thrash and writhe
Shriek until my lungs disperse
My body contorts, my pain beyond words
Yet I cannot bawl
My face a mockery, a sick jest
Humanity a buried thought
Consciousness subsides
For you, an abhorrent sight
A festival of rape and gore
Now you are with me, my lady and whore
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5. |
The Yearning
09:57
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There is nothing here
It is as crystal clear as the purest of waters, yet the constant awareness never fails to enfeeble me
In the end, death unites us
In the end, all are alone
I gather my strength
Tear flesh from bone
In the end, death unites us
In the end, all are alone
I gather my strength
Tear flesh from bone
One cannot fathom the horrors that await. Omnipresent
The overwhelming magnitude of the curses that were granted
A coliseum of ruthless visages
A circus of heartless schadenfreude
The glass that is my ebullience splinters. Its shards tear my skin apart. Bleed out the dross, but never cease
In the end, death unites us
In the end, all are alone
I gather my strength
Tear flesh from bone
In the end, death unites us
In the end, all are alone
I gather my strength
Tear flesh from bone
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6. |
The Final Request
10:04
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Her stare pierced through me
Her stony figure stirred my spirits
The heretics are slaughtered
Their blood as sacrifice with their throats slit
The marble screamed my name
Took me to a sacred place
Beautiful cliffs, lush pastures
Alluring isles upon deep blue lakes
But your grace cannot hold me forever
I was taken aback, torn from your heaven
Sirens once occupied the entire domain
Where now utter silence remains
Ancient poems, forlorn tales
Enchanting ballads to escape life's maze
O Goddess of time and space
Nary a scholar has forgotten thee
Now be praised and grant my plea
Let it be undone what has come to be
The ice has thawed, your reign restored
My devotion as your life force
So seek what thou wilt and take it from me
And forever I'll honour and forever I'll kneel
O Goddess of time and space
Come sulphurous angels and ethereal demons
All beauty shall fade and all men must die
Like old gods spawned from a titan's seed
Thy wheels and cogs grind bones to dust
They move what was thought to last
I'll flow with the wind and hallow thy name
So give unto me what I failed to craft
The morning sun came to cleanse my skin
To scourge the wickedness and forgive the sins
My flogging futile, my scars burnt
The guilt too vast for my mind to carry
So for pain my flesh years
Her stare pierced through me
My failures clouding and drawing her grimace
Her dismay stings my soul
Leaving me doomed to become more committed
Thorns follow her voice
Leave me no choice
Enter my skin
Through you I reach redemption
Sirens once occupied this entire domain
Where now utter silence remains
Whatever hardship I may face
I know, deep down, I don't have it in me
O Goddess of time and space
Entities died thought to be divine
Vultures may come and feast on earthly remains
Yet absolution in your presence we find
The flesh is weak, the soul is foul
Inscribed on me, divine design
So I take solace beneath thy wings
And beg that thou may grant me life
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