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Tria Prima
05:04
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Calcination:
Break down the ego and attachment.
Dissolution:
Immersion into the unconscious. Resurface the hidden.
Seperation:
Review the the resurfaced. Learn or hinder.
Conjunction:
Merge the unconscious and conscious. The union of duality.
Fermentation:
To create wine, grapes must rot. suffering breeds resilience.
Distillation:
The purification of spirit. No ego. Beauty in the collective self.
Coagulation:
The union of matter and spirit. Life on all conscious levels.
Square the circle.
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The Great Work
05:04
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Beautiful decay, I breathe new.
Unfurl fragile bone. Invert time.
Once again I’ve seen the fall, but once again try.
Feed my youth, damn my soul.
Phosphorus.
Abhorrent rebirth. Suffocate.
Stand on broken limb, Invert time.
Once again accept the fall, but once again try.
Drain my youth, emerald scroll.
Arsenic.
Alchemal ascension. The great work swarms you whole.
Bringing life. False.
Fall down and pray to god.
You said you sold it all for this.
Grow frail.
Scatter his bones, upon the white earth
before the surf dissolves the word
crownless king behold.
silence the Crows, umbilical nightmares
foretold the word deceives the herd
crownless king behold.
Tetractys, Pillars of creation grow
hope in what I say, trust in what I know
before the eye goes blind.
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The Metabaron
05:05
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Exploding Triangles
06:50
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Unholy god, pray my time won’t end.
Limitless conscious, hard to comprehend.
One more time around the sun would never be enough.
Too deep it has all devoured, ever to rebuff.
Fill my blood with mercury and salt.
Be still my golden heart. Beat and never halt.
How can you view what you wanted other than strife?
Look into the mirror and see its fucking lie.
Flesh soft as fruit.Age old as eons.
Ask me. Ask me again.
Was it really worth the pain? Flesh veiled elixir.
Look onto my work, despair..
Burn all the trees, distinguish the lies they told
all the leaves have turned to mold.
Burn their disease relinquish of a truth that can’t be told
and all the trees have turned to gold.
Solve. Beyond it’s own control, dissolve beyond repair
putrefaction is the destiny we fear.
Solve. The ashen tainted prayer, conjoined the father lies
Mach-Benak the altar crumbles from our sight.
Burn all the trees, distinguish the lies they told
all the leaves have turned to mold.
Burn their disease relinquish of a truth that can’t be told
all the leaves have turned to gold
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Sermon Of The Edacious Revenant
Preta. Agwi.
For your sins weigh down.
Bind me to this hell. Bind me to this fate.
Through my fault.
Bind me to the end.
Constant pain.
An ouroboros of deprecation and faeces
Cycle repeats. Compelled to eat. Further digest.
Not only soul. But all that’s left. Annihilate.
Every cell within cell. Every trace. Eradicate.
Manipulated tendons pulled like strings on a bow.
Concerto. Oblivion choir sing the swan song of all. Lost.
The hunger comes. The hunger comes. Slumbering star
The hunger comes. The hunger comes. Twisted facade
The hunger comes. The hunger comes. Slumbering star
The hunger comes. The hunger comes. See how it starves.
Your hunger turns you into this thing, this thing.
No lungs can breathe.
No eyes can see.
No though will permeate from this self created state.
Your hunger turns you into this thing.
This thing.
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Absolution Call.
Twofold is the light, hopeless is his plight
Separated sight, hopeless is his plight
Binal Twin, Scion evolved severing all of our limbs
Tethering essence within
Needle mouth glutton,.
Feast with an ocular graze.
No Satisfaction.
Hark thee hungry ghost.
Famine reigns forever more.
Forever alone.
Crave the barren womb.
From love once bore creation.
Temporal torture.
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The King Crowned In Red
08:23
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Burning alive in your bed
never again.
All hail the king crowned in red.
never again
burning alive in your bed
never again
bury the king crowned in red.
(The King is dead. Long live the King.
The King is dead. Long live the King.
Long live the King. The King is dead.
Long live the King. The King is dead.)
The crown weighs heavy on shoulders to bare.
Indented skull, jaundiced skin regal heir.
To rule a realm in of terror and gore.
Tsunami torrents of blood from the shore.
Nevermore. Nevermore.
I say to you, I say nevermore.
Nevermore. Nevermore.
I pray to you, I say nevermore.
Stake your toll before the ocean wanes
decay and catastrophe
graced with thyme
adorn this monument of souls
bare your bones before the system changes
red king crowned with majesty
sate with wine
and toast this monument of souls.
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