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You soaked my eyes in tainted coal
Scorching the sensory barriers
And new realities were born
In the great horrors you offered
And in the blindness
Another clarity was torched
Awe-struck, I swallowed the fire
That which burns every status-quo
You quenched my thirst with rotten wine
Drank from my every blood-sacrifice
And new veins were born
Channels leading to naught but hell
Each drop reduced my taste
And I could sense the ripe, forbidden fruit
Awe-struck, reciting each word
Those that burn every stagnant movement
Yet you crippled my tongue
Choking each and every word
And you reaped my aural perception
Harvesting the crops of distorted noise
Freed from their curse
I learned the ethos of silence
And the voice of the void resounded
The purest music I had ever heard
And you took on a new form
Wandering right beside me
On the road to the great dead end
Where the accuser of the brethren abides
The black hole of the soul
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From beyond the world of man
Comes the destroyer of everything
Unseen until we cease to exist
To him we are hastening
Join the dance of the dead
The collection of bones
No one is spared
Recreating the great silence
And from the devastating sound
Of the pendulum
Comes the pulsations that wounds
One pulsation will kill
All, from high to low
None escape the clutch of the skeleton
As above so below
Within and without
”Through the sweat of thy brow you shall eat your bread
You are dust and unto dust you shall return”
Join the dance of the dead
The collection of bones
No one is spared
Recreating the silence
”What we were, you are; what we are, you will be”
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The Sworn Enemy
07:00
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He can not subsist on the meager satisfaction
He extorts from bleak reality
He must seek the uttermost distraction
The murder and abolishment of mediocrity
Of his creation, this universe
Is merely a faint and paling shadow
For a man is what he sees
And his eyes are blazing with fire
He will not reason, his principles carved in stone
He found his purpose apart from common decree
He will commend the brute usurpers of the throne
The potent force disrupting the static and weak
Doomsayer
A tongue sharp like a dagger
In a state on the brink of madness
Soothsayer
Spitting words like deadly arrows
Piercing a target very few can see
He is prepared for the massive collapse
He will hail the bloodshed and the disease
And he will wander into the heart of darkness
Bound for salvation, for there is no return
He’s broken all barriers, he has cracked the shell
The vengeful grin on his face the last bid of farewell
Of his creation, this universe
Is merely a faint and paling shadow
For a man is what he sees
And his eyes are blazing with fire
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Dissolution
03:46
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Blindly we strive
Behind the veil of illusion
Fooled by the shining
Crooked shapes so bright
In simple denial
Of the shadow within
And of the revelation
That the shadow will bring
Withdraw
Face the sinister self
Enter the fire
Become the torch of illumination
Through suffering, the insight
Follow the voice from below
Through suffering, a new light
Embrace the inferno
Withdraw
Face the sinister self
Enter hellfire
Become the torch of illumination
Burn and perish
A cleanse in flames of rebirth
You will not rise anew
Before turning into ashes
Descend into the darkness
Erase the conception of the I
Transcend into dust again
Eradicate, reform and ascend
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