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Tohu Wa Bohu
01:35
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In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.
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Promise
02:12
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The clouds made sounds as they moved
and the black horizon swelled
like festering mouths.
Nor was there then the torch of night and day.
The One breathed windlessly and self-sustaining.
All this was only unillumined water.
That One which came to be, enclosed in nothing,
Arose at last, born of the power of heat
Desire descended : Primal seed
Promise.
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Cephissus : Imago
01:32
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A system of ambitions
A system of ideals
An unquenchable thirst
This wound will never heal.
Bitting back at the frail hands that have
granted us precious life
Twisted right fuels the unstoppable greed
Monoliths of the diseased
Silenced our poor mother bleeds
Stone by stone, we sculpt the portrait of disaster
Imago : The serpent law
I will rise : All will fall
We are here to preserve ourselves
Manifest survival and grace
Nothing will make us stop
Until it all is fully erased.
Man is the poison
No child is free of fire
Annihilate Earth
Cease this fucking hurt
When we waste away
We will be left alone,
What will we leave behind
For our selfish kind?
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The most pithiest groans,
and invocations of the name of God
Stretched thin and displayed in the fields
For Today; An example was made.
“Cut Off My Head!”
Stilted above the ground,
Cradled in the arms of Catherine's wheel
ripeä
I will
Blot out man whom Ive spawn from the face of the ground
Turning the screams of the dying into the roar of the beast
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Famine
02:19
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Gaunt, hollow, and brittle masses
Blanket the dying ground
Hog soil, Populations unstable
Observe as we end this life ourselves
Creature comforts fade and die
“Worldling’s weep but why should I?”
Flesh and bone blood and soil
The price we pay is our life
The River has run dry
Let their blood nourish the deep
As the shadow of a once bold deity
Turns this land to shade
Prayer is answered in famine.
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Phantom Limb
03:01
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Your absence is
An ache I can’t sustain
The graven image of courage and strength
Has left my world in harrowing pain
But I won’t worm out
Your morals sculpted me into who I am
Not a thread of doubt
Guided by a Shepard with the will of stone
Teachings of devotion
Honor floods the blood in my veins
But you were stripped of your strength
Death has burdened your final days
Forced to carry on without your guidance
Vacant like a phantom limb; I still feel you there
Slowly, your mold fades
Into a dreary shell; rendered unknown
All your teachings drip through countless tubes
I hope you can still recognize me,
because I can’t say the same for you
I fear ill forget how you lived
and only know how you finally left.
I can feel the steel of your cleaver
through my fucking head
I fear ill forget your reign
And remember your end
I can feel you pulling me closer
Desperately Begging me for your death.
Slates of White; Stare back into my eyes
As your legacy fades; so will I.
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Bleeding Mother
01:43
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*Listen,
For these are the final sounds of what used to be your only home.*
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The Calf
02:26
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Bury this world
Under the dreams
It has weaved
Never thought you would slip through the seams
a fistful of visions thrown down at our feet
to spit and spew our futures fate. you fear failure but it's what you breed.
Then even nothingness was not, nor existence,
There was no air then, nor the heavens beyond it.
God values silence let the ropes be tied
The blot of humanity must be disguised
Pluck and pry their inadequate lives
All to exalt the selfish hive.
For they know not what they do
What they do is vital
They fear shame and discrepancy
What they had to fear had no eyes to see
(You are a symbol of sacrifice)
Nothing but a calf
Mother, Father
Your offering
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*Watch,
As countless tiny hands stretch to the sky,
Begging for forgiveness.*
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10. |
Balance
02:25
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The Dawn of the final day.
A conduit for a foolish death, sucked the life from the ground
Its pulsing branches reached up, as if to grasp something
a dwelling-place in the heavens, above the earth
Falling with a great crash
None will be spared
Upon the dusk of the final day,
heavens windows were shattered
The human center un-sanctified
mankind’s infernal stride
presence in synthetic complex omits
Until Man leaves his shell
And returns to god.
Born into caskets
Formless and void;
Balance is restored
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