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Vacant Sea
17:22
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We will awake from slumber
We build our homes in silence
We structure our existence
We will not compromise our captive minds
We are exposed
At the eye of the tempest
The Earth’s womb cultivates
Witness the discord
At this maelstrom’s walls
Faint, sublime, overpowered,
The tempest beckons me
Chaos below the crest,
The tempest threatens me
Within chanting waters
Twilight clutches dawn
Tears the light from in her
Within chanting waters
Night parades his song
Etches devastation
Our home, a table for the feast
We will not stand idle and fall
So we must
Turn tail
And flee
To the depths
She chants. Her body sings in distant waves
These hours consume my breath, I lie in wait
Warmth of light dismissed here,
So far from the sky
My existence remiss, I dive to the floor
And find heat and a serenity
Among the ashes of the ancient ones
Ours will be the glow
That bathes these silent waters
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2. |
Within Chanting Waters
12:12
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Product of purge
And rapture
Questioning matters of fate
Burgeoning youth stumble,
Grow humble but mighty
Vestiges linger
Dying beneath the skin
Only survivors
Exalt a falling sky
Anxiously forging ahead,
We wonder, in this state,
Are we the whole, or am I?
Vestiges linger
Rotting beneath the skin
Only survivors
Exalt a falling sky
These cell walls
Ignite and perform
Draw life in
To stimulate growth
Time runs thin, ‘neath ripple and roil
I grow stronger
Raise eyes to morning, raise eyes
Ascend in mourning, raise eyes
Raise eyes to morning, raise eyes
New era dawning, raise eyes.
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To Luminous Scale
10:32
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Shameless and abrasive
Mammoth and serene
Teeming with aggression
Luminosity
Standing at attention
Wrecking earth below
Bathe in her supremacy
Hell’s resplendent glow
These bones within my mouth
Cut like a fin through calm water
Alive, my spirit bold - What is this pride?
Lay witness
Her ascension
To luminous Scale
This chasm
Now her kingdom
To luminous scale
One must learn how to compose oneself
One must learn to tame one’s rage
Her spirit is of a behemoth form
Her soul is burdened with a dim contempt
Keep away the beast that haunts this place
Keep away your rotting purity
Keep away from your tribe
Keep away your hunger
Pray this hold surrenders you
You could have been a heroine
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4. |
A Drifting Reign
11:37
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He beside me feels not the fury
(nor the crippling ache of madness)
Whispers flood the home
Where breath is wasted
Solemnly, to taunt a dying soul
It seems too soon
I lament my cursed dreams.
The tempest beckons me,
It masks the filth of the dregs
That sustained my being
Damned to these arctic depths
Cursing fate that bound me here,
A waste of valor
I was built to conquer the sky!
Is the legend
Doomed to be buried in sand
With only her name?
I command
The dust beneath my flesh!
Mother meld my bone in her likeness
Bound to her might, I erupted
Bound to her might-
I lament my cursed dreams
The tempest beckons me,
It masks the filth of the dregs
That sustained my-
Rue passing day
Sing, beast of prey
Rue passing day
(Foolish in heart, tainted blood of)
Sing beast of prey
(...a fragile, headstrong, hunted breed)
Weeping away...
(Misfortune favors those whose progeny they’ll die for)
...These waning days
Voice of divinity warns of impending downfall
Whispers penetrate,
Echoes escalate
Silent, beating heart
(Beware the consequence of steadfast arrogance-)
Silent, pounding heart
(-To dance on mother’s molten breast)
I wrestle the crude assemblage, crucifying my celestial power… The last winds of breath escape in a howl of agony. Still, I revel. I will endure as legend. I will be named a god!
Ever-longing for ascension
Buried skyward I remain
Ever-longing for ascension
Buried skyward I remain
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