Poising in the howling vastness
Currents emanating from
a world that drowses in the deep
Daunting are the vibrant echoes,
fell the incidents of which
soon there will be loads to reap
Tarry, for thou are banished
Cease to make resistance
Abandon what was versant;
the lie thou called existence
Done away with all I've known,
I have nothing to bemoan
To the shallows, there's no other way
for me
The currents are winding around my arms
A warmish turbulence is slowly becoming apparent
Sensory misinformations waking untendes reflexes
My tentacles secreting; the liquidities semitransparent
Jittering, immobilized; an animated cenotaph
abulicly conducted by the call of gloom
A drone, then quiescence; an aperture into naught
emitting storms of sable spume
Screeching - mind's lavation
I'm reaching my salvation
Done away with all I've known,
I have nothing to bemoan
To the shallows, there's no other way
for me
Take me away from the silence
Lurching unto darksome realms
Suddenly, a dazzling light
My orientation in doubt
I lose my sense as kelp is looming,
a louring forest in the midst of black
The final leave of all emotions,
a burden that is never coming back
The lie of inherent morals,
their memories cause my smirk
Unburdened by their leave,
I slowly drift into the murk
Inspired by Rio de Janeiro’s iconic Carnival Parades comes this epic synth symphony from Brazilian artist Fordmastiff. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 3, 2022