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Desolation Lyre
07:27
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They abide to the sacred maw,
The desolation lyre,
Sullen throats vomit visions of dust,
Without times lapse, dilation of essence
O smelt ego in your infinite furnace
Granite monolith, reflection of my entity
Finale of my jubilation,
Consume!
Whose dread cast from lidless eye,
Sullen throats swallow petrified despair,
Lyric of the venerated maw
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Sol Genesis
08:21
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O Sol, born of eternal light
O tongued flames wherewith the void is sown,
As dreadful ghasts of a plane unknown,
Illume, ye Father in unceasing gloom,
Shrouds the deathless truth ye may not find;
Alike for ye the flaming suns are blind
Manifesto of infinity, immutable as time
Where we seek the Light and have sought in vain
The law of universal balance
O Sol, Your absence in night
O cold dark wherewith the moon is shown,
Darken, ye mother with unceasing shadow
As the voidless dance in realms where time is unknown,
O abyssal depth, with no regard
The voidless expand into realms where time is known
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Sol Knell
04:10
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The cracking of marble altars,
Tumult the abyss alone endured,
The pillars, the foundation,
The cracking of golden idols,
Split the fabric between existence,
In vats, dissolve the bones of reality,
The immolation of light,
Death march, sol knell
Where the sun rot,
The choir fled to sing for those disobey,
Lifeless and ageless
Where the sun rot, the abyss triumphant
Ageless and lifeless
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Without Veil, Nor Self
03:56
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Pale mouths swallowing parchment,
With his splendor, sight beyond this plane
For those who wait,
The doors inscribed, headstones writ thereon,
By the light of Gods face,
Their essence inquired, twice do tongues mutter naught
Alchemical absence replaced with tinctures of the unknown,
Their essence inquired, twice do tongues mutter,
But with insight and thought,
Nay, without veil nor self
Pale adamant moons weigh on broken backs,
Of slaves undeserving
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Lethean Throat
05:43
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Lung, thou Herb of the Abyssal soul
Thou pandar to the foul harlot, life
The rankest lies wherewith thy being is rife
Too fulsomely illume thy flames' torch
Whereon is write the secret of our dole
Of mortal woes immortalized by thee,
and wisdom, through thine olden perfidy,
Drawn back to life from some Lethean shoal
Hallucinations compounded of the world's old dust
With fire that feeds the seventh hell forever!
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Pall
10:29
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Pass the threshold!
So blind you are, groping for Appollonian essence,
With sight whereon infinity stranded
Offer tithe to phosphorus statues,
They hear..
Offer tribute to currents serpentine,
Divide flesh, paint crimson the altar with blood flow
Behold the ethereal glow, dreaming colors
And witness: the mind flailing into deep reverie
Howbeit, the flesh strain ever, tho apart
Thou shalt wander the black maze of water uncompassed,
Wherefore thy deafened ear, wanderer?
Heaving, thy pulses run, then shall fade
And hopest thou close to undoing!
Hollowed being, no path
Oblivion beckons, whence you came!
Vaulted mouth, thine entrance is false!
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