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Depths of the None
06:59
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Depths of the None
Empty sky, my veins are open
Pale star spiralling eerily
To follow your trail of confusion
And embrace the destiny of ashes
Voice of the desert wind
Reveals to me a skeletal tomb
Leprous vulture
Show me your kingdom of nothingness
Eye of the abandoned sky
Peering through amnesia clouds
Gaze upon the futile world
I see, I am dissident wanderer
Recoil into shadows
Pale in horror, veiled in coal
Crippled in silence, withering
Damned to wander aimlessly
A grey fog covers my sight
I seek the void in somnolence
Embracing derailment as a cure
I see, I am the depths of the none
Chasms, my end...
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Pyrrhonism
04:13
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jigsaw of pigflesh
grasping at perversions
no reflection
essence is eroded
figures drift past broken windows
ropes on the bed
blood on the floor
framed pictures stare at my limbs
outside, the warm breeze howls with mocking laughter
left to drip-dry in painless disfigurement
and in silent severance no-one be told
featureless faces, manservant's puppets
your condolences are annulled
futile sympathies repulsed
incessant drones of false favour
your nightmares have become my dreams
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Temple of Disaster
05:36
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Temple Of Disaster
Displaced Chairs as Monuments
Running into shrouded walls
In a state of disrepair
The moth circles one flickering lantern
Illuminating this dark room
I watch it in hunger, dilated eyes and pallid flesh
wrapped up in ripped up cloths
Torn like the wings of death
It feels so impure
Desolate
Cold
And this is where I belong
The temple of disaster
Framework decayed
Gnawed at by vermin
Infested with lice
Webs draped down from the ceiling
As curtains to an abandoned theatre
Cracks along the neverending corridors
As pathways to pestilence
The eye no longer recognises atrocity
As fissures of the mind multiply
My labyrinth ensnares me
Oh, if only to sleep, to be abandoning all
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Tower of Thorns
05:25
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Tower of Thorns
Rusted metal claws contort
Clanging in the wind
Leafless branches cavort in shadows
Pilot lights on crippled towers
Throwing signals to the clouds
Time erased in the Tower of Thorns
Stuck in abyss vision
As the filth piles reach the sky
I cannot detach
My blood curdles
My eyes as a wraiths
The dreaded wheel of decay
Spawns more wretch upon the world
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