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The Barren Void
04:53
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The fog blocks out the world,
And hides the spells being weaved.
All that may pass
Has already been forseen-
The end has been forseen.
The hunter's new tusk:
The head of a witch.
She resides in the gallows;
Her appearance is masked.
The dark murdered hope and reason-
With instinct, the hunter repents.
"Even in her throes of death,
You cannot challenge a witch."
Conjuring in the name of sin-
Forfeiting the day brings the devil's grin.
Hunter knows he needs to make fast,
Before the witch turns his hourglass.
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Peel
04:14
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My mind is cloudy;
My blood is hot.
There's a hole inside me-
It's all I've got.
Something used to be there,
But I cut it out,
And, when I peeled the skin back,
Lies were all I found.
I'm staring at the mirror:
There's blood on my face.
I'm grinning like a jester
With a mouth full of razorblades.
I thought it was the answer; I dubbed it the key-
But I have finally realized
There is no remedy.
This lifeless pageant of mental rot
Hangs by one thread stretched so taut.
On the precipice of a lonely death,
I grant no mercy and catch no breath.
My words fall dead;
My thoughts scatter;
My will fades;
My hopes shatter.
My day is done;
My life bleeds out;
My night has come,
And I leave in doubt.
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3. |
Colors
06:07
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This mammoth beauty stands
With roots in earth and clouds-
A vigil for the ancients.
And flowers for their shrouds
Blossom in the valley
Where death's shadow reigns
Under dismal skies.
Their pyres still in flames,
She vows she won't forget
All her pain. Her regret
Fades away as she stands,
The world no longer in her hands.
This life needs a filter
For those with broken minds.
This divinity speaks clearer:
My personal moon will bring life.
All is black and white.
The creatures have dismissed.
The sky bleeds in red.
Father should have seen to this.
The trees whisper memories;
The leaves sing new melodies;
Spirits chase their tales
About the world that fell.
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Plaguebearer
03:57
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These are the halls of the dead and gone,
Where control panels fell dark one by one-
Where man synthesized its final mistake,
Heedless of smoke rising from the stake.
I am pestilential.
I am the one who brought mankind's damnation.
I single-handedly tore down their nations.
I am the cause of their world's desolation,
And, as they collapse,
I look on with elation,
Snuffing out the last remnants
Of God's creation.
I bring plagues yet untold.
Who will come will the world is on its knees?
Will a hero rise?
Or will the Phoenix cast his ashes to the wind,
Like the dust of our bones?
Disease spreads like wildfire,
Snuffing out the last remnants of God's creation.
All his children:
Ashes to ashes; dust to dust-
All blown away.
I am the bearer of plagues.
My touch is pernicious;
My gaze is ruinous;
I will bring the end of days.
I am the bearer of plagues.
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Cloudprint
08:10
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Cavernous expanses
Blessed by his sentience;
His vigilance;
His happenstance.
His bellows echo from the valley walls,
And reverberate in chasms
Whose ancient names are forgotten.
The desolation inherited by his mighty rule
Is all he knows.
The mystical green encompassing everything
Secludes his palace-
His labyrinthine kingdom-
From the azure immensity of the sky,
And here time weaves itself
Under and over the wake of his stride.
That which thou hath wrought:
Decay invoked;
The destroyer's fury brought on winds of plague,
Tarnishing the antlers that circle the sky.
When the titans fell, their souls were damned-
The creator withdrew his blessed hand.
The earth will shake and the waters will rise;
The fires consume the parasites.
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White Stag Knoxville, Tennessee
White Stag is an avant-garde project that incorporates progressive metal, jazz, polytonality, and vaporwave elements.
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