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The Anthropocene
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From the depths arose life
Born of a need to leave the sea
And so began the eons march to sentience, to conquer all seen
An unstoppable virus, so cancerous and so obscene
A blight upon the world: The Anthropocene
An epoch of unnatural evolution
A world reshaped by need
Anthropogenic agents of destruction unconstrained by destiny
Imperfections mount with consequence
No man could foresee the whims of The Immortals
The extinction event proceeds
A global plague brings forth the end of an age
The poison sky bleeds revenge from on high
A rising tide sweeps away this verminous kind
The faithful pray for rapture, but they’re betrayed
The end is nigh, it’s only a matter of time
The pulse fades
The light dies
The Immortal bows its head as failure clouds its eyes
Merciful malevolence where there once was pride
A cycle of creation, a cycle of demise
The clay is formed, a spell is cast
The golem springs to life
The end is nigh, it’s only a matter of time
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The Numbing Stillness
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That which becomes must perish
Yet sees the world through eager eyes
Moments held in dying breaths and living lies
With dread approach the hour
Of the sorrows yet to be
Undying … locked in faith’s embrace
Until ...the numbing stillness takes us all
What remains is a vessel in decay
The numbing stillness takes us all
Awakened just to fade away
A way forth to delectation
Their coward souls in line to abdicate autonomy
To live entwined with the troth of eternal life
And the mortal chains that hold
Unbound … from the fate of flesh
Yet still ...the numbing stillness takes us all
What remains is a vessel to decay
The numbing stillness takes us all
Existing just to fade away
“It will not shine again:
Its sad course is done;
I have seen the last ray wane
Of the cold, bright sun.”
The servile weep, a mournful shuddering cry
A waking sleep for those who deify
And linger in vain for a sign
Withered, drawn upon themselves
A nagging doubt within them dwells
Deeper still the mooring pulls
Holds fast to the unversed fools
“Deserted one!
Thy corpse lies cold
And mingled with a foreign mould”
The servile weep, a mournful shuddering cry
A waking sleep for those who deify
In the end, the tyrant claims its price
Imminent, the voyage of demise
That which becomes must perish
Yet staves the end at any cost
Moments are delayed and lost
The dreadful hour of the sorrows meant to be
Unyielding … merciless is the blade of fate
The numbing stillness takes us all
What remains is a vessel to decay
The numbing stillness takes us all
Resisting just to fade away
“For the time when in my breast
Their struggles will be over!
For the day when I shall rest,
And never suffer more!”
The servile weep, a mournful shuddering cry
A waking sleep for those who deify
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Wrath of the Cryomancer
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(with) Countless cycles of the sun
Retribution was to come
Along the frozen path …
To unleash…the Cryo-wrath!
Slowly stilling life with every falling step
Banished from the warmth of life…banished to the cold
Banished to the Northern plains…beyond the ice-dale hold
Banished from the warmth of life…banished to the cold
Banished and condemned to death…bound in geas hold
The hoarfrost permeates as the one draws near ….
Banished from the warmth of life…banished to the cold
Banished to the Northern plains…beyond the ice-dale hold
Banished from the warmth of life…banished to the cold
Banished and condemned to death…bound in geas hold
A tribal expulsion
Under boreal gaze
The austral foes approach
Recruiting to their ways
Allegiances sworn, upon the cryo-lex
To fell the followers of light
Destroying the sun’s grip wrapped upon the earth
Loosened she falls within the night
Driven to the darkest recess of inter-cosmic space
Lying ice-bound in thin starlight.
The glacial wrath delivered
And so the lie undone…
(with) Countless cycles of the sun
Retribution was to come
Along the frozen path …
To unleash…the Cryo-wrath!
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An Amaranthine Line
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The curse of The Immortals: the tedium of endless time
A ceaseless march of forced existence, an amaranthine line
With no cessation, no release from eternity
The cursed Immortals create their own mortality
From the depths their lessers arise
Lost and searching for a guiding light
Subservience instilled by their masters
And so they pray
They walk among the mortals, the lords of all creation
With healing hands lay still their sighs, the promise of salvation
The darkest fears of those unbound by the looming prospect of demise
Feed the longing to assuage the skeptics of an afterlife
From the cults of idolatry
Comes a singular supreme deity
Soothsayers foresee a hereafter
For those who pray
One by one, the pillars all shall fall
In exile, reason casts a pall
On whom they prey
A crusade to indoctrinate, to enslave them all
Illusory serpents undulate and bring the rest to thrall
With saviors guiding from above, and evil held below
A numbing stillness propagates, The Immortals make it so
One by one, the pillars all shall fall
In exile, reason casts a pall
On whom they prey
A burial in an ocean of unanswered prayers
As faith still hinges on blind devotion and soothsayers
Heretics seize the widening divide and conquer all seen
And build upon ashes left by a faithless retreat
The whims of The Immortals, a struggle for supremacy
The smashed and scattered remnants of the singular Divinity
Invaders raid the skyward towers, dispatch the savages with cruelty
To spread a plague divine, to rid the world of heresy
From the West the soldiers arrive
The conquered heretics conscribed
Devotion instilled by their captors
To make them pray
Unborn, a world terraformed by the Lords
Lords unite with allegiances sworn
Lords beguile the simple of mind
Lords divine for those of finite time
Time, the sands run low for those of finite time
Forlorn, a world mired in chaos for Lords
Lords balanced on the blades of swords
Lords divide a mortal paradise
Lords decree a mortal demise
Demise, a clarion sounds to bring a mortal demise
One by one, the pillars all shall fall
Unraptured, The Cleansing casts a pall
On those who prayed
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Beneath a Dying Sun
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Rays from a dying sun
Illuminate a clash begun for right
The right to seek eternal light
Keepers guard the Eastern Way
Apostate's doom in empty eyes
Viscera draped, charred, and cruciate
Warn of death beyond the bolstered gates
The summoning brings forth the horde
Rouses the warbeasts from their sleep
Drawn by the hunger of enslaved souls
To be released
Behold the righteous path, the blood of martyrs past
And all will rise to touch the sky
Forsake the fallen ones, their paeans left unsung
Their glory lies within the afterlife
Behold the righteous path, carnage in the aftermath
And all apprise the sacrifice
The stench of battles won, warmed by the titian sun
Til one remains and sacred land is reclaimed
Beneath a dying sun
A fault in time obscures those lain in wait
A mystic ruse to transcend the might of Western savagery
Across the pass, the blade extends
Forged by the flames that now pour forth
To cleanse the flesh and free the soul
A merciless means to glory's end
As was foretold
Behold the righteous path, the blood of martyrs past
And all will rise to touch the sky
Forsake the fallen ones, their paeans left unsung
Their glory lies within the afterlife
Behold the righteous path, carnage in the aftermath
And all apprise the sacrifice
The stench of battles won, warmed by the titian sun
Til one remains and sacred land is reclaimed
Beneath a dying sun
One final gasp
As night turns into day
The embers burn as the choking wind feeds the flames
Upon the ashes they dance
Upon the remnants they feast
"The last to stand," the elders chant, "shall endure Elysian peace!"
The prophecy had come to pass
Yet the Last to Stand remain
A plague of doubt and ravaged faith
Alone beneath a dying sun
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Elysian Immortals
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A mass incantation, the serpents arise
The vessels of fury released
With unrestrained rapture, the frenzied, consumed with ecstasy,
Awaken the gods with the might of their cries
Apostates shall never know peace
The flesh of the fallen, a conqueror’s feast
In pools of crimson … they’ll writhe
In pools of crimson they’ll writhe!
"Elysian Immortals!" they cry
A path of destruction through unfaithful lands
The vessels of fury unleashed
The clerics enchant with the soothsayer’s song of prophecy
Descent into darkness, they look to the sky
Awaiting the looming Unlight
Divine in its purpose, malignant to all
Into salvation … they ride
Into salvation they ride!
"Elysian Immortals!" they cry and forge on
Onward to the sea
Three hundred ships aligned
Shimmering scales of golden beasts
Luminate the murky brine
The Eastern Way within their sights
Their savage howls of bloodlust fill the night
Warships breach the shore
A force ten-thousand strong
Marches through the Eastern Way
With battle cries and sabers drawn
Unseen warriors from the East
With fire and steel to be released
Across the pass extends the blade
The narrowed walls engulfed in flames
A miscalculation, the flash of a blade
The vessels of fury deceased
The phalanx ablaze, conflagration consumes for purity
Forsaking the gods with the might of their cries
The faithful shall never know peace
The flesh of the fallen, a vanquisher’s feast
In pools of crimson … they writhe
In pools of crimson they writhe!
"Elysian Immortals!" the Last to Stand cry
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The Möbius Path
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Numbers crashing down pierced by an errant thought
Awash in a turbid sea, the path is yet to be revealed to me
Numerus Bicallis!
The pebbles skipped, the waves abate, so focus back initiates
The grains of eight fall ever still, un-stilled am I to the task
Searching...long since the first
Willing...to be the last
Tracing...where bloodline leads
Learning...what fallen dream-locked secrets pass
Unknown from when the path was sought, only to seek and to find the way
The way to naught, the way to all, my will alone to serve as guide
Searching...long since the first
Willing...to be the last
Tracing...where bloodline leads
Learning...what fallen dream-locked secrets pass
Their thoughts alone revealed to me
What the Great Majority hides I see
It’s my right, my will to be!
Echoes of ancient minds
From which I glean the Prime design
Locked within the cipher of death
The solution to the penultimate equation
It’s my right, my will to be!
Before my eyes
The variables defined and rationalized
As higher orders differentiate
Eigenvectors are transformed into one
Numbers lining up, arranged by focused thought
The sea again is calm as the system-unification is wrought
Their thoughts alone revealed to me
What the Great Majority hides I see
Solution's path now revealed, I take my leave
Through nothingness to Omnipresence, my will has been achieved
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Night Hunt
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Run!
Silhouetted visages align the western ridge
Cloaked in starless stratum, the furtive riders sped
Jaws that bite, the claws that catch, the feted breath of coming death
The lust that knows no end outside of time
A preternatural hunger readied for the sport
Predation’s path to serve as only guide
Within the night…
The moment nears, the stones re-palmed, as slowing pull of reins to calm
Steadied now atop their steeds as one to make their call
Jaws that bite, the claws that catch, the feted breath of coming death
The lust that knows no end outside of time
A preternatural hunger readied for the sport
Predation’s path to serve as only guide
To hunt the light!
Gripped in gauntlets overhead, the Cas-i-mir effect
Affect the stones held fast inside as appetites are wet
Mass-negating pressure builds, atomic bonds are wrecked
Sub-atomic disarray collapsing on itself
Directed chaotic inflation steered toward times of light
Attracting the foul intentions of “those” unknown by sight
Slowly pouring forth through angles of time
Lean and athirst and led by ancient pride
The symmetry now broken, the riders' goal at hand
The journey brings the sport which turn brings their end
Directed chaotic inflation steered toward times of light
Attracting the foul intentions of “those” of the Unlight
And so they come...
Forced from curve of time, the life arrives
Illuminating quanta now quarry for the hunt
Prey another night
Prey upon the light
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All Light Dies
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Piercing primal night, the cosmic rays fall into sight
From eons past and yet to be
Gathering…to me…as pulled…by a force unseen
Tensed and twisting colors tracing life through darker times
The spectral path on which I ride
Chaotic…conduit…converging…on the source
The source, the fuel, the failing “light”!
Light the fire and rally forth
The seven tribes have read their sign
A “mark of providence” emboldening bitter pride
With haste they move to meet the night
All light dies within the darkness
All light dies without the spark to burn
All light dies wherein the glory
All light dies within the hyper-naught!
The life is led, it feels the pull
Each draws upon the other side
All seven focused intent upon their will
With just a blind eye toward the west
All light dies within the darkness
All light dies without the spark to burn
All light dies wherein the glory
All light dies within the hyper-naught!
Retreating masses in a starless night
Fleeing the field at melee’s end
Engulfing all in swathing darkness
Crushed (within) by the stalwart hand!
The source, the fuel, the failing “light”!
And in the wake the void expands
Where life was, naught remains
The hyper soul moves ever on!
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(Narrator): “And so begins the end, the begotten end of all!
Labyrinthine the paths may be, they meet at tomorrow’s dawn.”
(Scene 1): Beneath the cerise backdrop of a Sunside sky
The routine westward trek is done
In foolish comfort clustered masses shuffle by
The path that ends with morrow’s dawn
(Unlight): “All is gone, All is right, All returns to none in the Unlight!”
(Narrator): “Within the uncreation’s void the call is heard.”
(Scene 2): Generations harvested, yet still they linger on
Steered by Elder’s plan they keep the lie
The faith in rebirth like the cycle of the day
The hope of a life that will not be
(Unlight): “All is gone, All is right, All returns to none in the Unlight!”
The multi-cosmic force arrives to usher in the end of lies
Lies of life and lives to be, lies that blind so others see
The end of promise, the end of light, the end of hope in eternal night!
Now above for all to see: a Nimbostratus shrouded reckoning
A silent herald to all below: no time remains, the end is now!
(Scene 3 – Part A): Quickly spreading, the constricting sight
As unlit strident tendrils probe across the heart of light
The sinewed branches penetrate the crimson skies
With fevered grasping, deeper gasping…as twilight dies
So the hope begins to drift away
Fading promise of another day
(Scene 3 – Part B): Asthenic masses without the will
Now stand beneath the growing shadow over fated hill
Funereal celestial collapse over young and old
As if a dream the final warming rays grow forever cold
In the stream of time the hope is washed away
Gone is the promise of another day!
The feel of warming rays, the healing thought of another day, the realization stays
The Lie of Tomorrow’s Dawn
The trust in rebirth, the faith in day with prudence dearth, comfort in the chance unearthed
The Lie of Tomorrow’s Dawn
All is gone, All is right, All is one in the Unlight, Eternal return’s night
The Lie of Tomorrow’s Dawn
Another chance to be, another life to live another path to see, another foolish reprieve
The Lie of Tomorrow’s Dawn
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Epoch of Unlight Memphis, Tennessee
Blackened death thrash from Memphis, TN -- est. 1992
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