Thoughts echo strangely, in its presence Insidious tingle in the back of the skull Like a whisper you can’t quite hear A willing tool, eager to serve
My masters will be thy bidding Nefarious deity, transcendent of flesh It beckons, I sit at its feet Its words pour into my soul
Haunting presence of memory manifest before me Dream and reality intertwine Rooms of unsettling angles seem to pull me Gaze unto thee with superstitious awe
Imperceptible corruption of the soul Reduced to a hollow vessel To assume control of one’s mind and Relieve thyself of dimensional bounds
By ultrasonic noise By subliminal methods Puppet of the all-consuming devils The ascended take hold of the mind, body and will You resist, but you will succumb
Whispers echo in the cold, dark forest Consciousness shattered into fragments Reminded of the dead left in my wake Spirit broken, engulfed by eternity
The ascended take hold of the mind, body and will Become the abysmal blade of toil
Dark forest, amidst the ghostly shadows Of the unjust damned Failures of the great protector Dark forest, amidst the ghostly shadows Eviscerated by flames, Reborn!
Morals stretched, will is spent, but a martyr to those yet to die A heavy burden, the weight of the planet earth Still subtle whispers at the back of the mind are ever persistent Your mind will be ours, accept this
“Embrace the sorrow and let go” “Let your pain give voice to my words” Let the hate flow as thick as blood! Take my hand and wash away your fears! “You seem to be compelled to do unusual things, And you can’t understand why, you just obey.” “You shall remain here, to serve our needs” Your self-righteous hero is nothing but a failure! Now breathe in my child, and be reborn!
Nature of the whisper revealed Resonating deep in my soul By the burning flames of divine I stand at the precipice of life
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