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Stygian Nectar
08:10
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Years wandering the now ragged scrum, Never knew what they would become
Sleep by day and hide from the sun, Once seekers now prey on the run
The arid plain they’ve traveled so long, Something looming in the east at dawn
Pressing forward through the day, headstrong, Towering in the distance multifarious prongs
Stone seracs, sentinels on the barren plain, Land of ghosts, only limestone towers remain
A sojourn on a pilgrimage to attain, power storied, known only to the slain
Lightning tears a blaze in the northern sky, Towers explode, boulders fall and dive
Seekers cower, there’s nowhere to hide, Numbers diminished, crushed brothers die
Invade, Migrate, Occupy, Permeate
The blood meridian brings the beginning and the end
Roles will reverse, times a hole, ouroboros our old friend
Degraded from the onslaught
The pilgrims have no fight
Surrendering their living shells
They’re filled with demon light
Stone conduits eating electric light, Energy illuminates every obelisk in sight
Beams shine upward to the tenebrous night, Wraiths signaled, drawn to the unholy site
Mortals surrounded, sea of specters, Fighting for scant human husks, receptors
Defenseless men lacking shield or protector, An exchange of souls flowing like stygian nectar
Invade, Migrate, Occupy, Permeate
The blood meridian brings the beginning and the end
Roles will reverse, times a hole, ouroboros our old friend
Wraiths lay waste, On the barren plain
Where strangely luminous, Monoliths remain
Degraded from the onslaught, The pilgrims have no fight
Surrendering their living shells, They’re filled with demon light
Withdraw, Migrate, Depart, Evacuate
Invade, Migrate, Occupy, Annihilate
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Summoner
04:19
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Bleed the sacrifice, let it pour upon the altar
The summoned stand resolute, their will, will not falter
Floating eyes in the depth of hooded cloaks, the summoned have been chosen
Their blood shall open the portal, where illuminated mist blows in
The summoner lurks
Beyond the threshold
The summoner stands
Awaiting its release
Inverted bodies bound by bare feet, the altar is the lock to the gate
The vessel fills with sacrificial blood, egressing the goat of the scape
Fated ritual of untold exploit, Surrendering vitality for a veiled cause
Departed aeons will at length culminate, the universe withdraws
The summoner lurks
Beyond the threshold
The summoner stands
Awaiting its release
The summoner lurks
Beyond the threshold
The summoner stands
Awaiting its release
The summoner’s arrived
The threshold yawning
The summoner walks through the gate, all light is swallowed
The aether quivers, nothing follows
The summoner walks through the gate, all light is swallowed
The aether quivers, nothing follows
The summoner walks through the gate, all light is swallowed
The universe withdraws, the great void follows
The summoner’s arrived
The threshold yawning
The summoner’s come
The portal agape
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Projection
07:13
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Beyond the curtain the projection fades
Eternally traveling changing shades
Gleaming light flickers forming our realities
In the nucleus of darkness our thoughts scream
At the moment light is extinguished where will we be
Losing our illumination in the end we are free
Melting faces blister, boil and drip
Sloughing skin reforms and shifts
A mangled projection as the curtain rips
Seeing the perverted veil the candle eclipsed
Projecting existence upon a unstable screen
Wavering images through a lucid dream
Unreal forecast of a world unknown unseen
The projector a shadowed existential being
Once a mirror the lake becomes an illusory sight
Reflections once perfect feel torrid a visual blight
Motionless waters malformed by a skipping stone
Dementia twists reality creating the unknown
Projecting existence upon a unstable screen
Wavering images through a lucid dream
Unreal forecast of a world unknown unseen
The projector a shadowed existential being
Beyond the curtain the projection fades
Eternally traveling changing shades
Pyroclastic images rise and fall
Shimmering mirages beckon and call
What is seen a refraction of light
Behind the curtain is the endless night
Melting faces blister, boil and drip
Sloughing skin reforms and shifts
A mangled projection as the curtain rips
Seeing the perverted veil an apocalypse
Projecting existence upon a unstable screen
Wavering images through a lucid dream
Unreal forecast of a world unknown unseen
The projector a shadowed existential being
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Sloe
07:56
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Fleeing, thorns tear at the skin
Followed, shape changing at a whim
Coddled, nothing known of the wild
Cadaverous, shrouded as a child
Clandestine, bel-esprit defiled
Conspirator, shape changing all the while
Swimming through the blackthorn, a red mist trailing
Shape changing as it gains, evil is prevailing
Shadows bleed from sunken eyes, swallowing the face
A shape forever changing, soon it will erase
Enfeebled, years of affected light
Extralinguistic, naught but sounds in the night
Adulation, no matter how fiery
Achromatic, unaffected entirely
Amorphous, a creeping topiary
Aggregate, shape changing, lapidary
Swimming through the blackthorn, a red mist trailing
Shape changing as it gains, evil is prevailing
Shadows bleed from sunken eyes, swallowing the face
A shape forever changing, soon it will erase
Trepidation, blood soaked strips of cloth
Transmutation, shape changing and wroth
Perspiration, ravenous fetid and sour
Pursuing, intent to devour
Paralyzing, prey outdone will cower
Propagation, abuse of power
Swimming through the blackthorn, a red mist trailing
Shape changing as it gains, evil is prevailing
Shadows bleed from sunken eyes, swallowing the face
A shape forever changing, soon it will erase
Nameless and faceless, forever unknown
Silent and formless, a cosmic drone
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Lantern Eyed
08:48
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Pointing to the earth and to the sky
Commanding a legion malign
Before she could remember the fire was in her heart
The never dying embers drove her to perfect her arts
Learning from the elders that wanted their wisdom to endure
From them she kept sheltered her mind and desires of the impure
Tomes she devoured of alchemy, incantations and spells
A knowledge of power, drinking deeply from arcane wells
An apprentice to sculptors, a necessary skill she must hone
Inanimate sculptures, Ka will soon inhabit the forms of stone
Under her watch, lantern eyed
Over the congregation she presides
Pointing to the earth and to the sky
Commanding a legion malign
Hammer and chisel giving birth to a host of solid stone
Hewn from the earth the likenesses of something grotesque and unknown
Attending the figures in her hidden quarry, with an elixir of life she anoints
Preparing for the upheavals glory, downwards and upwards she points
Pointing to the earth and to the sky
Commanding a legion malign
Decades of study and practice in preparation of a single event
Seemingly born with a dark purpose and malicious intent
Her life never veering from its course, the lefthand path
The earth will tremble with force when she lets loose her creatures wrath
Under her watch, lantern eyed
Over the congregation she presides
Pointing to the earth and to the sky
Commanding a legion malign
Hammer and chisel giving birth to a host of solid stone
Hewn from the earth the likenesses of something grotesque and unknown
Attending the figures in her hidden quarry, with an elixir of life she anoints
Preparing for the upheavals glory, downwards and upwards she points
Silently sitting empty vessels, waiting for the time to be filled
An elixir from mortar and pestle, her great work to be willed
Invocation of legion in the sculptures of stone
Ka inhabits her creations, maiden, mother and crone
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Nor'easter
07:51
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We awoke that morning with the wind rippin’ ‘cross the land
Seeing trees undulate and fail like castles of sand
Leaves lamented, branches breaking and we heard the rending sound
Their roots were torn from the earth and they came crashing down
Boreas and Eurus have become enraged
Nor’easter, spawning a cyclone of an age
Gods of the wind are at war taking what is their will
Dryads homes destroyed, will the gale ever still
Boreas and Eurus have become enraged
Nor’easter, spawning a cyclone of an age
Stealing our breath and our souls
As the mighty tempest rolls
Blood vessels constrict, hearts slow
Minds unwind as the winds blow
We awoke that morning with the wind rippin’ ‘cross the land
Seeing trees undulate and fail like castles of sand
Leaves lamented, branches breaking and we heard the rending sound
Their roots were torn from the earth and they came crashing down
Boreas and Eurus have become enraged
Nor’easter, spawning a cyclone of an age
Stealing our breath and our souls
As the mighty tempest rolls
Blood vessels constrict, hearts slow
Minds unwind as the winds blow
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Magog
04:50
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Tumult consumes our being
Marbled eyes, empty vessels
This mindless throng is teeming
Through our veins like blood cells
Swallowed up becoming one
Man and mud baking in the sun
100,000 years by the earth baptized
Silence is broken as the creatures arise
Precipitation at the precipice
Terra firma is lost
The great plateau becomes formless
The gods of the hive are for naught
Bursting from thirsty cracked dirt
Crawling from putrid bogs
The ground is giving birth
In the land of Magog
Swallowed up becoming one
Man and mud baking in the sun
100,000 years by the earth baptized
Silence is broken as the creatures arise
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Kaleidoscope
07:11
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Searchers gathered where planes meet the trees
Like a cliff at the edge of the sea
Looking for answers to what they’ve seen
Cryptic glowing lights arousing curiosity
Lights dance with muted color, Spinning forms morph into one another
Will o the wisps in the distance hover, Deep in the pines illuminated cloud cover
Tales told by those who dwell near the wood
What is heard and seen is not understood
Chanting whispers for wheels ride the winds
It comes swirling, it passes and comes back again
Lights dance with muted color, Spinning forms morph into one another
Will o the wisps in the distance hover, Deep in the pines illuminated cloud cover
A stench grew the deeper into the woods they trekked
Forgotten path, not knowing what to expect
Retreating hooves breaking silence in the pines
Geometric patterns careen becoming entwined
Padded footfalls across the forest duff, Bare feet calloused and rough
Silent stalkers watchers in the woods, Keepers of knowledge robed with hoods
Searchers stumbling into the swamp to their waists
Trapped in confusion, from the sucking bog no escape
The watchers always hidden, masters of light and shape
Showing the intruders a revolving reflection until their minds break
Padded footfalls across the forest duff, Bare feet calloused and rough
Silent stalkers watchers in the woods, Keepers of knowledge robed with hoods
The kaleidoscope ever changing
Minds unformed rearranging
Angles break and come together
What is was never
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Mines
08:00
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Broken minds, lolling eyes, Out of the swamp they rise
Vacuous, followers, Like subservient kurs
Behind the watchers, Walking up the stream waters
Ascending the ravine, Enter through the waterfalls screen
Watchers, robes and hoods, Enter the mines out of the woods
Light fades in the portal, Mortals hound the immortal
Deeper down, into the earth, A glowing light an ageless curse
Dripping sweat, waves of heat, Decaying odors sickly and sweet
Watchers feeding, Those who dwell below
Sacrifices seeing, Their blood will soon flow
Brightening, shadows defined, Written on the walls sigils and signs
Slowly spinning with light behind, Knowledge transmitted to mortal minds
The adit comes to an end, A shaft like the earth’s mouth open
Off the edge, one by one, The ritual harvesting has begun
Watchers feeding, Those who dwell below
Sacrifices seeing, Their blood will soon flow
Torn skin, broken bones, Some remain alive, they’re not alone
The cistern, cavernous, Above the water Will o the wisps
On the ceiling, dancing light, Spinning forms a sickly sight
Eaters surface, teeth and eyes, Ready to devour the sacrifice
Watchers feeding, Those who dwell below
Sacrifices seeing, Their blood will soon flow
Watchers feeding, Those who dwell below
Sacrifices seeing, Their blood will soon flow
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Aeons Entombed
05:16
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Deep in the earth darkness surrounds a glowing light of crimson and a faint pulsing sound
Aeons entombed, like night darkness enshrouds, waiting for the time and place when it will be found
Time on its side, waiting patiently to arise
Older than the father and mother of the universe
Older than the sister and brother of time an ageless curses
Older than any other older and so much worse
Traveling across the galaxies, a blight on all nothing but a disease
Trapped deep in the earth a billion years ago, it can never die, it does not live but it grows
Time on its side, waiting patiently to arise
Time on its side, waiting patiently to arise
Older than the father and mother of the universe
Older than the sister and brother of time an ageless curses
Older than any other older and so much worse
Calling out to a host man or animal, an imitation a thing wholly unnatural
Time on its side, waiting patiently to arise
Feeding on life, an eater devouring corrupted souls, in the deep a sleeper like smoldering coals
Drawing in its prey slowly, its in no rush, upon release it will spread like fire through dry brush
Time on its side, waiting patiently to arise
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Spherical
04:41
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Purpose obliterated non-exist
Non-sentient being mindless
Spherical being adrift in space
Spherical void in its place
Directionless movements never cease
In a state of unending release
Purpose obliterated non-exist
Non-sentient being mindless
In concert the earth, sun and moon
Celestial orbits play a silent tune
In the harmony of the spheres
Vacuum of space between so no one hears
Beyond dimensional constraints
Extraneous matter accelerates
Transmigration of the soul
Venerate numerological
In concert the earth, sun and moon
Celestial orbits play a silent tune
In the harmony of the spheres
Vacuum of space between so no one hears
Spherical being adrift in space
Spherical void in its place
Directionless movements never cease
In a state of unending release
In concert the earth, sun and moon
Celestial orbits play a silent tune
In the harmony of the spheres
Vacuum of space between so no one hears
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Hibernaut Salt Lake City, Utah
Careening through space and time, through Pyretic dreams and dimensions. Thundering headfirst into the horrors of the universe.
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