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War
04:23
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Jaws Of Rapture
07:35
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I have lived a thousand times,
and died a thousand more
with both pride and humility in turn.
I have taken the mantle
and scarred my flesh,
and bore the weight of my astral lineage.
I have passed across the expanse
of love's savage waste
and I too have been martyred
at the devil's door.
I have known ecstatic glory
and suffered trembling defeat.
I have lavished in the grotto
and perished on the slopes.
Yet I remain embattled
For I am no longer afraid.
In the jaws of rapture.
By the light of dawn.
"So lives their life,
So lives their death
So live they still
And yet they are dead."
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3. |
Eternity
10:13
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I have seen the faces of gods
Through the eyes of the mask.
Hidden from time.
Shielded from man.
Gilded secrets caught in glinting reflections,
Arcane power guarded and denied.
Meanings abstracted, totems erected.
Shadows cast upon the sun.
Inner moments locked away.
Imagination tamed and bound.
A glimmer of chance on the edge of volition,
The coursing high of self revealed.
Blood shock passion atop the tower of night.
“From atop the Tower of Night, above the tangled fray,
The wasteland of shame and inhibition,
The impoverished kingdom of half-life,
One can just begin to see beyond the horizon.
Over the crest, past the mountains
That cut across all that is known
And all that might be.
Fleeting apparitions of dream and possibility
Held in the glow of clear night.
From a top the Tower of Night,
In the euphoria of vision
One fights against the dawn.
The dawn of forgetting, the dawn of resignation,
Knowing there could be a different dawn.
Bringing new light.
A light in sensual embrace with the dark.
A light that does not deny the mystery.
A light of lasting revelation.”
ARCANE SECRETS. BLOOD SHOCK PASSION.
EDGE OF VOLITION, ATOP THE TOWER OF NIGHT.
Ripping hellfire, rise from the depths.
Golden light flood from the chalice of death.
Dagger through the veil
pierce the firmament, tear off the mask.
Blade of eternity drain the heavens.
Bathe in the blood of knowledge
and live forever.
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Under the banner of death I am alive.
Amidst the storm of infinite darkness
my spirit still burns.
With the unyielding force of the tyrant
I live free.
A flaming spear cast into the heavens
shatters my chains.
In your fortress walls I see weakness.
In your prideful stare I see fear.
I claim my place in the eternal cycle,
Chargeless demon of retribution.
Under the banner of death I still live.
In the void of unknowing my will is realized.
Through the gauntlet of mirrors,
Reduced to essence, purified.
I speak my being in the language of fire.
UNDER THE BANNER OF DEATH I AM ALIVE.
I DECLARE MY BEING IN THE LANGUAGE OF FIRE.
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5. |
Ageless Fire
07:57
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All that we have ever known,
Imprisoned by what we have not.
The tomb of ancient wisdom
Still dreamt of, though lost.
Haunted by the spectres of myth.
Barren relics obscured by time.
Beyond the scattered ruins,
Deeper than the aura of the word.
LANGUAGE TURNS AND THE LEGEND IS ALIVE.
"Neither flesh nor fleshless,
Neither from nor towards;
At the still point there the dance is...
There we have been:
But I cannot say where.
And I cannot say how long,
For that is to place it in time"
Time beyond time, beyond flesh, beyond fear.
Deeper than the aura of the word.
In defiance of those who kneel.
Brandishing steel at the inferno's edge.
War in the ageless fire of vengeance.
SPIRIT TERROR IN THE MORTAL ABYSS
RISE THROUGH THE NEXUS AS THE WHEEL TURNS.
Neither flesh nor fleshless,
Neither from nor towards.
Spirit terror in the mortal abyss
Rise through the nexus as the wheel turns.
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6. |
Erebus
01:45
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