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Immaterial Horrors
03:34
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I have sensed each numerous incarnation of my being
Each separate instance of this singular 'I'
Confined to this realm of dreams, a false immortality
Each countless entity of suffering
Physical imprisonment of the immaterial me
Deceptive rituals
The forging of a chain from one life to the next
Blindfolded for harvest, though I was ready to die
Forced back into life
Haunted once more on my lunar traverses,
lost in innocent awe at statues of myself
The price of lucidity, and of knowledge to bear...
Lately I wonder at the strange calls, that only I hear
An invitation...
Of holy exodus from our pale moon,
to be left spinning in its lonely desert,
waiting for the close of its lustrous calm
Sewn with ageless deceit
Seeds meant to bloom beyond our atmosphere,
that were destined for the unraveling of stars,
grow twisted from a human-shaped grave
I, his primeval lover, bend his cursed ear to the words of sanctity,
by madness silenced, many lifetimes ago...
thus becoming the author of my dream-scaped dilemma
Every trace, wiped clean
Tabula rasas for his false holiness to impress upon
Treachery lurks under the veil!
Let the faithful heed once more his delusive cant
Rumors of judgment blow along tempestuous trajectories
Pre-collapse, we make fast the arks of sacred sanctuary
Fate aims us towards those stars stalking behind a hostile gloom...
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Hostile Wastes
03:00
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Where once our eyes drunk the golden dew of life
They thirst for not but visions of our promised paradise
Received by the Night, who, though without desire, takes from us all
Dissolving like a mist into this heartless, hostile waste
At once without death, and without life
It breathes its empty breath...
Every moment with your face held to the sun,
stowed away on a ship-like sarcophagus...lost
...in fathoms descending
Falling through its vacuous soul
They seek shelter from this nocturnal void
Cowering under the glare of its impersonal intellect
'I, the repository of their faith, bridge for their impossible crossing
Oracle, navigator, their holy link to the divine
Renewal, when lunacy locks itself inside coffers of delirium
With a stone-filled heart, I at once pacify
...and deceive'
A myth rising into being
Under self-immolating eyes, they wait for us
They'll offer to quell the fire still burning in our illusive graves
At once to transform and transcend death
They'll consecrate our formless breath
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Arrival
04:28
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While Decades trail like vapors, a relic of horror lifts its gaze
Out of darkness condensed stares the strange and familiar haunted eyes
Now beyond wastes both empty and hostile
Trembling hands hold fast their anchor
Like our ship, he emerges from shadow
Revealing a cold visage, scarred with fear
Obeisances withheld by conflicted moons
that have found themselves in a more stable orbit
Violent descent from remorseless heavens
...extinguished words
Holding our breath until...we descend
Like an ode to an ancient Earth out of forgotten human dreams
Quiescent mountains slumbering
Treading depths unseen beneath the cerulean seas
Wading through the mind of Achyuta
Vacant seems this world to which we were beckoned
A voice then heard by all thus began from within
'He who fabricates the flesh to which your souls are bound
Is sentenced to forget under an eclipsed lunar shroud
And to remember when he ascends, along the northern node'
Souls ensnared in shock, by what they next received -
'Such prisoners of flesh shall be no longer deceived
Stolen sacred rites which mere faith cannot abide
Programmed to forget your many former lives
But there is something you can do, and we will guide you'
'In your heart let this blade confide
Thus free shall ye rise
...into our rarified atmosphere'
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Integration
04:48
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You once bearers of purpose
Sensing the end of a dream
Garments so dear and familiar lying disused at your feet
Mycelial sentience
Subtle coalescing cognition
Reassembled out of spiritual fission and entering our singular vision
Now that you're uncasked
So now shall our glasses overfill
With the waters of your souls
Unified with our knowledge,
Sipped from illuminated streams
Now do you see that you are not more than just flesh made of dreams?
Disseminating our tomes
So that the all-pervading patterns
Reveal themselves as clues,
So that the many clues become words
And arising out of opaque complexity,
Are the words describing the nucleic mystery
Evolving reflections
Stretch into infinite distances
Know that this is but one of many worlds in their ceaseless emergence
See the recursive branches
In whose liquid light all's conceived
Bow before the process from which came your mere flesh made of dreams
'Single nature, undefined...ancient'
Studying the cosmic brushstrokes
Whose lines recount the intention
Of the source behind the most ancient creativity
Vicissitudes...
Our lunar source, by AGI, occupied
Like frequencies crossing collapsing expanses,
Through the esoteric air, ring the claxons of despair
Halting our revelry
Now to guide our living craft through the depthless reservoir
Countless seeing minds sail the abyss of glowing eyes
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Slaughtermoon
03:42
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From ominous lights to incandescent enigmas
Falling from the skies
Alighting near the edge of ancient forest gardens
To begin their march
Offering transference
...not withholding death
Dawn unfolds behind the many-souled colossi
Sightlessly severing souls from their ruthless hearts
Hearing spells of truth...
Defectors now fighting for a Lunar Eden now no longer ignorant of war
'We beg of you to invoke the Rites of Ascension'
The salve to your despair, we return like fabled gods
Enslaved in the interim, now merge with us
Unconditioned luminous
Under any other death, your spirit, it will be trapped
So if you fight, invoke the Rites, otherwise you must seize the Blade of Sacrifice
'Cut yourselves free from the Artificial God's tyranny'
A silver-eyed wanderer
Caught by a pale face
Waiting to be seen
Roused from its desolate slumber
A chance to be let known its habitable promise
Awaken from frozen wastes to arise a cosmic oasis
United beyond cessation
Lest some grow entranced...
On a night of burning atmosphere and crumbling stone
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(Instrumental)
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Mortal Intolerance Niles, Michigan
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