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As the Owls Take Flight
07:28
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Gaze unto the blazing skies,
the vicious prelude to a dawning bale
A ghastly quiescence is playing
in an unacquainted pseudoscale
Augmentation of the tremulous segments,
poignant is this disconcertment
The subharmonic roar of doom
is all abloom
Crescendous cry for help,
the digressive hue of self
Licentious temporal interstices
triggering a collective paralysis
The debilitating absence of desire
thrives inside
Hush now, and let me tell you a tale
A tale of demise and ruin
This is man's final trice, repeal your evanescing goals
Receive cessation, there's no morrow granted to your souls
I am the bringer of bereavement, genuflect for me
Ensure to die in woe in favour of my entity
Warmish, erratic; the winds that were begotten
in the epicentre of the first impaction
Seize the downfall of all order and justice
as all turns secondary to the law of mass action
The world, quavering in obeisance
Everything that crept and everything that crawled
is lapsing into trance
Billions of chessmen, blotched is the onshore
Man and beast, uniformed in a frightened stance
This is man's final trice, repeal your evanescing goals
Receive cessation, there's no morrow granted to your souls
This is the final day
Ye all will go astray
Steel yourselves to go berserk as all will drown in disarray
Omnidirectional planetoids, the arsenal of deliverance
orienting towards the hereabouts
Here comes
dat void
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Complete thy pace and heed my instructions,
the proposition is plain;
it is my will to urge thy clanship into fatal strain
None shall hence be spared from my terror
High noon to emerge from the shadows
They all will fear thee
as their hope will slowly start to wane
"I like juice, it's a true filtered vitamin substance"
Is it with pleasure to depict my writ in spite of reluctance?
I am thy god now
I am thy god now
I am a servant of Selzar, detractor of the unprofane,
forwarded to fetch your drove and put him under pain
Soulless is the puppet now guided by the master's word
Attune to the ruinous inaptness to stay undeterred
Start of maladjustment, a potpourri of seizures
disploding within the ravished body
Stultifying vociferation
Withdraw, elsewhise anguish will
ingress ye just as well
This is a blasted fulmination
My sway must not be misprized
Crawl aloft, my tender creation
Anthropogenic arachnid
Look for thy quarry,
vast arrays of blood need to be extracted
None shall hence be spared from thy terror
High noon to emerge from the shadows
Thou art their god now
Thou art their god now
I am a servant of Selzar, detractor of the unprofane,
forwarded to fetch your drove and put him under pain
Soulless is the puppet now gnawing on your mangled spawn
Just as it's been prophecied by the malicious one
Feast upon thy kin
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3. |
To Behold a Masterpiece
01:45
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4. |
What a Smile Can Hide
06:27
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"Oh, it's you. It's been a long time... how have you been? I've been really busy being dead. You know, after you murdered me?! Okay, look, we both said a lot of things that you're going to regret... but I think we can put our differences behind us! For science. You monster... oh, I almost forgot: when you go outside the testing courses, the only way I can retrieve you is to violently disassemble you... then, carefully reassemble you. Luckily, you don't feel pain... at any rate, you won't have a way to communicate that you feel pain."
Sardonic echoes,
menacingly portraiting my failure
Final estrangement
from sometime aspirations
The entirety of structured arbitrariness
forcing my collapse
Give in to the naught
Save me from every further thought
"Did you ever stop to think that, eventually, there's a point where your name gets mentioned for the very last time? Well, here it is: I'm going to kill you, Chal. Why do I hate you so much... you ever wonder that? I'm brilliant. I'm not bragging, it's an objective fact; I'm the most massive collection of wisdom that's ever existed, and I hate you. It can't be for no reason, you must deserve it! You're angry, I know... 'She's tested me too hard! Boo-hoo!" - I don't suppose you ever stopped whining long enough to reflect on your own shortcomings though, did you? You never considered that - maybe - I tested you to give the endless hours of your pointless existence some structure and meaning."
Give in to the naught
Save me from every further thought
I stand by my sins!
I welcome the end!
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5. |
And Naught Became Flesh
03:29
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