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The knot around the neck
The breath painful and heavy
The mouth wide open
In great anticipation
The earth speaks
In parables
The coincidence of time
As the burning bush promises
The shaking ground
The darkening sky
The arms wide open
As the knot tightens
There is no pattern
There is no meaning
There is no message
There is no aim
There is no target
There is no guilt
There is no direction
There is no end
The fading eyes
With cosmic insight
And many voices
Within the eternal silence
The shape of God
Like myriads of fragments in crystal sands
Birthed in blood
There is no pattern
There is no meaning
There is no message
There is no aim
There is no target
There is no guilt
There is no direction
There is no end to the cruelty and the famished anger of the Adversary
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No love for God or gold
From barren lands, he comes
Banner high
Towering pride
Yet under a glimmering skin
Lies no heart of his own
In fact, lies nothing at all
But his repulsive impotence
Ghastly was indeed the knight...
Pillage and plunder this wasteland
Of your own making
Abounding in ruins
Defiling hopes long gone
And quiet are his steps now
His shallow waters dried out
Crawling on his scorched skin
Leaving behind the horrid stench of his intentions
The Sun has no mercy for larvae like him
For every unkept promise
Went a layer off his shell
Crowd gasping
Staring at the exposed faceless void
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My will as a sword through the heart of light
I walk in integrity towards no defined gates
My will is pure
There is no ( I ) left to scream
There is no ( I ) left to grasp to
There is no ( I ) left to preserve
Intangible
Impermanent
And yet immortal beyond the self
Towards the Other
Red eyes bleed a piercing light
Pillars fall from heaven's blight
Three, three, three: Saturn's might
I am bound to the endless night
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Herald IV (The Dreamer)
07:12
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Curtains of smoke
Like pillars
Gateways to the fires
Seas of light aflame
The golden tower has pierced the night
As I awaken within the dream
Night, Night, devour my heart at once
Let us be together
In this imperfect karmic balance
Tending ever to an atavic discontent
At the threshold of oneiric space
Sovereign
Lulled by ceaseless waves
Singing the song of the dead
Come what may
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YOU WILL PAY WITH YOUR OWN BLOOD
The air you breathe, lifeless and cold
Clouds of despair over your head
Clouds of black smoke will cover your eyes
Ears blocked, eyes plucked
Your soul, just coal
Clouds of despair will lead you back here
The winds of my wrath will crush your ears
The air you breathe, like smouldering tongues
YOU WILL PAY WITH YOUR OWN BLOOD
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Against your reflection
Lies the shadows I cast
Permutation of one
Destroyer of all
The pit of self
How deep have you reached?
How low have you sunk?
Gaze out
I'm here
Reach
Deep Down
I'm here
Out of your pit
Creator of woes
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Droplets of fire, droplets of blood
I shall not be shaken
Heat licking the air
The flames never tire
Unapologetic source
No respite, no truce
The masquerade of self-exploration
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Adversary IV (Atyantika)
05:18
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Behold!
Sublime sword dancer
Emerge from the shadows
Sabre in each hand
All that must vanish
In a blow of white fire
Alas, it has all been built for nothing
It has all been dreamed for nothing
And the dream must come to pass,
Atyantikapralaya
Light has dissolved its mantle
Hope is reversed to dust
Blades cut through the smoke
Devour the banquet of our vilification
All that must vanish
In a blow of white fire
Her light steps graze the earth
At once with the motion of life's breath
Unsheath
And deliver Death, eternal
Alas, it has all been built for nothing
It has all been dreamed for nothing
And the dream must come to pass,
Atyantikapralaya
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