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Derangement Syndrome
04:20
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Trumpets of the Apocalypse!!
Summon the Ancients from the Valley of Five Rivers
with sheets of flames that burn but do not consume.
With mouths full of blood and hearts full of hate,
they execute judgment upon the resistant throng
who would not bow before the god with seven heads.
They bring with their judgment eternity,
eternity is not a place where there's always tomorrow.
It's where the present is forever, and there is
presently inconceivable suffering.
Their defiance cost them everything
Eyes survey the landscape to design a plan of attack
Or route for retreat - the oldest urge.
For a thousand megaannum,
Countless generations of what we now know ourselves to be
have come and gone -
Some by fire
Some by flood
Some because the air was sulfuric acid
The lion never fears the jackal.
From the beginning, when man's crudest form came forth from the sea
We've wasted eons on our trek to where we are...
Only to be drawn, once again to whence we came.
Self-righteous Pharisees, cursed by the truth
Witches hunt witches with their mindwar and mayhem
Paleolithic brains with godlike technology
Scorching ancients’ dominion
Bringing forth the prophecy of chaos...
And the breaking of the world
The Reckoning
With impunity, great king of terror ravages everything you hold dear
He is the black dragon
Endless thirst for revenge
He has come for your souls
A god that laughs as legions scream into the lifeless void
The monolith
Perched upon your golden idols
These are your champions?
We are the void
The hall of extinction
Shrine to the broken branches of the tree of life
There will be no dawn for man
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Burned
Like the heathen tyrant
Kings of the Ancients
Vermin Children surviving
On decaying scraps of a dying world
All things swirl and converge into themselves
Terrestrial black holes bringing about the end of all things
Found out by their depravity, his bastard, unbegotten sons writhe in their putridity
The Father cannot abide the crimson stain
by their misdeeds of impurity
their Sin ever before them
Ample penance alone
Yet their Father allows them to reign over remnants and rule over nothing while perched atop hollow thrones erected from the wrath-bleached bones of the Children of Men
A more perfect creation witnessed by the Sons of God
A promise offered too early that thy Spirit would not strive with man
We are not even worthy of your warfare
It seemed that a beaming hope might break forth as light out of dark places
Might there be a reprieve from your enmity?
As glorious rays had shone on your creation
your Sons seized our progress with their inbreeding. Vile offspring
Forged from womb of man lineage of The Fatherless
anti-genetic species - paragons of worldly renown
Reminders of your failure
Soulless. Damned.
When you saw our wickedness...our nakedness...how are we to blame?
Can a promise once given, be recanted at first sign
of unraveled thread from the cloak of your Word?
Can anything unclean come from that which is clean?
If all potential eventualities are before you
How did this escape your limitless understanding?
The day of a vengeful God is now
We were made in Your image, but you despise us with regret
Are you so displeased with our frailty that you destroy all other creation?
For whose recompense?
As in the days of Noah, so shall the coming of the Son of Man be
Brothers murdering brothers. Waters of Noah are soon
A new fear is born
The Nephilim will reign!
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...As I awoke in a slumbered haze
Strange memories and delusions
Of Celephaïs echo within the confines
of my waking mind
Descending fires and cycles repeating
Looping back and reconnecting
Memories of future visions of the monolith
Hallucinations of the never-seen
I remember the stairs leading down to the lower chambers
Earliest remains of the great war
Stale air permeated with years of forgotten torture
A chosen few must brave the psychotic labyrinth
Many have failed
A distant door swinging open
A dark shadow looming, obscuring the light
Wandering through the dark,
Intoxicating sense of foreboding… beckoning me
Hellish Fires of Dissent
Sheets of flames that burn but not consume
As the fire descended upon the piles of Nepenthe
The inner chambers became
infused with the intoxicating smoke
Beneath the catacombs
Of Celephaïs
Seven dimensional being forming, engulfing the light
Coming from everywhere and nowhere at once,
Speaking in tongues that have never been uttered to human ears
To other prescient entities within the outer realms
The chosen few will perceive the being with closed eyes
Only then will it give them the message
Describing the nature of the dark forces plaguing our existence
An infinite living mind
Whose slimy and covetous fiber manifests,
Perched atop a throne of bones
It knows everything we know.
We will not be safe here.
Something wrong inside of me,
I feel like there's a light...
There’s a light inside of me.
It's shining out from me.
I cut my eyes out when I saw that light.
What futures do I see?
People becoming
surrogate incubators
for the alien young
A gift. An amazing power.
Becoming more than man
Like a biblical salvation,
I will die in the fire
It is not a choice
Ghastly ululation
Unwholesome revelation
Beneath the catacombs
Celephaïs
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Bizarre distortions of the senses and limbs
Ancient disease
Tingling sensations, acute sensory disturbances loom
Septicemic plague
Soporific detrivore infestation
Leperous distilment
Atropine poisoned neurological decay
Delirious inebriation
Hideous dissection of the survivors
Sacrosanct extermination
Preternatural predation
Abnormal biotoxic residue
Total organ failure
Causing synthetic delirium
Exposed bones and muscle tissue
Oral secretion asphyxiation
Foaming strangulation
Holy temples littered with remains
Rotting carcasses on display
Saprotrophic gangrene inoculation
Vomiting, convulsions, hallucinations
Transdermal delivery infusion
Ergotistic bubonic manifestation
(It could be microbial, viral, parasitic, fungal…
Or the wrath of god?
There is that.)
The Everdark fungoid Hivemind is of unknown origin
They came from a different timeline and metric space
They are not time-hinged to the Euclidean manifold
They can communicate between other timelines that they have taken over
They seek all consciousness, to colonize and expand their reach
(Sample)
Place each subject in supine position with an intravenous cannula inserted into an arm vein
A transverse incision is made over the site of inoculation. The subcutaneous tissue is dissected away from the underlying fascia and the fascia over the rectus muscles are incised to reveal the rectus muscles. Care is taken to avoid iatrogenic injury to the perforator vessels.
The perforator vessels are dissected free and the perforator vein is identified.
An epigastric vein is identified on the skin surface in the subcutaneous fat immediately over the perforator vein.
The perforator vein is dissected free, taking care to avoid damage to the adjacent epigastric vein.
The perforator vein is dissected distally from the origin of the ep
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The Great and Terrible War ushers in a new age:
The first great toxic excrement of a hyperreal civilization.
The hyperreal order crumbles beneath the weight of Original Sin.
Psychosomatic dissimulation -
Panegyric Sacraments ring before a listless banal carceral omnipresence.
Savages who are indebted to the entangled Orders of Simulacra
Are forced, as penance to become penury -
Pure asceticism
The Order:
Exalted
Embalmed
Pacified
Staring down into the declivity
A world without dimension
A play of illusions and phantasms
Overwhelmed with rotting corpses
The vermin feast upon them
Genetically altered beasts
Hideous creatures
Products of vivisection
Feasting on the sucklings
Dashed upon the rocks
Only those who cannot die remain:
The Scavengers
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Children of the Luminary
03:48
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Those of us who fought to remember
Came to doubt their own existence
Those of us who fought to forget
Never came back
By looking to the darkening place
Where mankind hides the blackened altar
On which he must sacrifice himself
And watch as the world adores
Fetishistically
We see what is left out of the very eyes of god revealed
Remains of horrors in the oldest caves where the war began
Violent imagining of otherworldly beings
The forces of chaos infected the very soul of mankind
Permeate the air with their blackened spores
Connecting mankind in a hivemind's fever dream
Hellbent on imagining its own destruction
Colonize the earth, infect with delusion
The next generation plots the bloodiest retribution yet
The holiest places were
overtaken with infection
once-noble order
death camps
The Reign of the…
Pig Faced Gods
The body count erupted from globewars
Global sulfuric apocalypse
Heat death mentality consuming sanity
The infection works from within
Distorted polygonal figures
Their speaking slurs and distorts and swirls
The great mechanizations that keep the Order reveal themselves
In this darkening place, obscured by the presence of light
We are The Children of the Luminary
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7. |
Charnel House - WAR Mix
06:01
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Lifeless chasms e’re expanding, worming their ways...
Far beyond the grip of time.
All-consuming beasts stand guard the labyrinth...
Slaughtering all who dare to escape.
Dungeon walls of their own makings proudly display...
Trophies of their ignorance
As the stench of forfeited lives pervades the halls...
Endless torment awaits inside the charnel house.
Blood moon can't wait for the night
Seven soulless wonders fly
From their flaming, hoary perch
Children of the Luminary
Infinitely behold darkness
As a lie that's told too often
Sowing plagues and reaping death
Soaring past your dead idols
Taking back their belongings
They speak of the past as if it's
Always occurring within their
Ancient caverns of existence
Beyond the half-lit landscape
Whispers tales of loss and woe
Which both fools and gods deny
And the begotten earth bemoans
The Worthless sing a verse of Hope
Hope that’s long-since been betrayed
By those who stood idly by
And I am their fucking king
Visions of the Birth of Time fade away
Leaving a hole for death to invade
Bringing woe and lamentations
In its wake
The Old World came to her side like a ghost
Whispering dreams of how to erect
The New World
Stone by stone
The force that holds up the sky
gives way to the force that holds down the earth…
Bringing it all down
Paradox reigns squelching flesh from the
bones of the condemned horde
exposing all…
To intense suffering
Vermin intrude…
Intently writhing toward imbrued souls…
Frantically consumed
Leaving nothing…
Except holes where heaven's lights plunge forever…
Utterly destroyed
The damned steps up to the gallows noose
His lofty stance affords a clear view
Solemn view of his sins
He will never find absolution
How has it come to this?
So horrifically wrong
Finally conformed to the Filth
Finally overcome by the Calling.
What have we done... and how does this end?
There is no escape... Hope has forsaken
No end in sight... Everlasting death
Mercy abhors... Merciless sinners.
What have we done... how does this end?
There is no escape... Frantically consumed
No end in sight... Utterly destroyed
Mercy abhors... Merciless sinners.
Fall into madness
Perpetual misery
Weeping and wailing
And gnashing of teeth
After the skin worms
Have destroyed your flesh
Yet in your body
You will meet your own cruel gods
Realm of the Revelation
Children of the Luminary
Infinitely behold darkness
As a lie that's told too often
Sowing plagues and reaping death
Soaring past your dead idols
Taking back their belongings
They speak of the past as if it's
Always occurring within their
Ancient caverns of existence
Spontaneously exploding
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Wizards speak of the days of old
When gods and giants dwelt upon the earth
And of the great massacres before the flood
When bloodlines decimated bloodlines
And in those days the Angels did return
They stirred up kings, so a spirit of unrest did come upon them
Rousing them from their thrones
They broke forth as lions from their lairs
And as hungry wolves among their flocks
And they began to fight among themselves
Their right hand became strong against themselves
A man would not know his brother
Nor a son his father or his mother
Till there be no number of the corpses through their slaughter
He was with Eden in Adam
He was walking with Enoch at the beginning
He sojourned with Abraham
He met Jabbok, or Jacob, at the brook Jabbok
He burned in a bush for Moses
In Midians Desert
The covering of badger skin didn’t bother him
Jacob Jehova became a pilgrim
And dwelt amidst the cashmere and gold
Of Isreal’s wilderness tabernacle
When the staves were pulled out of the burglarized Ark of the Covenant
And it came to rest in Solomon’s temple
A cloud of glory filled the house
Because God had come to dwell in the midst of his people
Hallelujah
Zerubbabel’s attempt to replicate it
Was a poor one
And the old men wept when they saw it
But heaven thundered and said
The glory of this latter house
shall be greater
than the glory of the former house
Hallelujah
After four centuries of silence
God made himself a tabernacle
For God was in Christ
Reconciling the world unto himself
He said it is expedient that I go away
For if I go not away
The comforter cannot come
And I will pray the Father
And he will give you another comforter
Here it is
That he may abide with you forever
The Lord thy God in the midst of thee is mighty!
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