Galvanized by the molding of the flesh, my essence encased within a tomb of gore and bone Memories of a cyclic existence; ceaseless repetitious epochs of nihilistic scorn
The time between the birth of the universe and the death of the stars is eternally in motion I, an unwilling passenger condemned to rewatch the endless mortification of illusory ghouls as they placate celestial bodies Ghosts worshipping ghosts I, unseen and unheard, observe from on high this tragedy unfolding as it has each and every time
Suffer eternally as you drown on your rot The cosmos heaves infernally as we return to naught
I am the Earth and the Sun, Primordial spawn descended from gods The undying progeny Condemned to a cycle of endless decay I am forever reborn An enlightened thrall for which no one shall mourn Ripped forth from the unending abyss, Condensed within flesh, I am incarnated
For an eternity, I have been alone; an amorphous ghoul traversing the infinite depths A shapeless passenger guided by the unseen My agency, my will; never my own
Countless epochs of repetition; a violent genesis preceding the manifestation of life A quest for meaning reveals only one truth; I exist to endlessly suffer My resurrection has drawn an audience From all corners of the expanse emerge the eyes of the Watchers A congregation of featureless colossi gather to bear witness to my liberation
I am the Earth and the Sun, Primordial spawn descended from gods The undying progeny Condemned to a cycle of endless decay I am forever reborn An enlightened thrall for which no one shall mourn Ripped forth from the unending abyss, Condensed within flesh, I am incarnated
[Solo - Chapman]
Once consumed by nihilism, but with freedom comes cautious hope Released from the cycle of torture, enshrined in a form bespoke Carved from fallen monoliths. Scarred by marks of decay The indelible whispers of timelessness all but fading away My gaze now turns towards the outer reaches of the unending abyssal expanse, As my benefactors are drawn by an ineffable calling I look upon the limitless existences condensed within temporal fields Their luminescent splendor a portent of damnationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
