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The Dream AKA The Vision
04:38
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Subtle intonations
Rising from slumber's deepest depths
Cry for recognition
And escape from obscurity
Terrible visions
Crowding the vacancies of thought
Of want and abandoned vision
Of the starkest inadequacies
I feel myself fall
Into the void
Eternal screams
In the land of dreams
Yellow robes
Sicken my sight
My mind collapses
Into itself
Meaning given to the nightmare
The dream to become reality
Emptiness of the soul
Filled with despondency
Crowded in the darkest
Corner of my mind
Lost amongst the detritus
Of a broken life
Obscene light envelops
The blackness to reveal
Inspiration, deep and vile
Revelation of coming days
I feel myself fall
Into the void
Eternal screams
In the land of dreams
Yellow robes
Sicken my sight
My mind collapses
Into itself
Meaning given to the nightmare
The dream to become reality
Emptiness of the soul
Filled with despondency.
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Lingering of a waking dream
She wanders into my path
A smile of angelic radiance
Eyes dulled of the glint of life
Truant thoughts obscure
My will to resist the lure
She pulls me deep into her grasp
I cannot break the spell
Caught, entrapped
Seduced and entranced
Willingly falling
Into the blackest night
Caught, entrapped
Seduced and entranced
Willingly falling
Into the blackest night
The meeting of the end of fate
She leads me on
Finding worth in her eyes
My path is set
Whispers of hollow promises
Caress my ears and heart
I cannot see beyond her
I cannot see myself
My blood becomes her sacrifice
And, I blindingly accept
The call of the eldritch gods
The loss of my fate
Caught, entrapped
Seduced and entranced
Willingly falling
Into the blackest night
Caught, entrapped
Seduced and entranced
Willingly falling
Into the blackest night
The meeting of the end of fate
She leads me on
Finding worth in her eyes
My path is set
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3. |
The Book
03:56
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Pages yellowed, inked in hate
Bound in the death of man
Perverse words stain the Parchment
Not meant for the sane to behold.
Otherworldly nightmares
Obfuscate our reality
Oblivious to the dangers
Shattering knowledge contained.
The book
The words
The coming
My end
The book
The words
The coming
The end
Teeming with the souls
Of a thousand damned
My mind feels the searing hell
From the knowledge that should remain unknown
Pages yellowed, inked in hate
Bound in the death of man
Perverse words stain the Parchment
Not meant for the tongue of the mortal breath.
The book
The words
The coming
My end
The book
The words
The coming
The end
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4. |
The Congregation
03:41
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Led into the room
My hand held by hers
Candles and miasma
Fill the air with ecstasy
The walls glint with the sheen
of power and of blood
The alter and the circle
Eager initiatiion
The music I make
For the Congregation
Delusion is slaked
For the Congregation
Lust for carnage grows
For the Congregation
Blood of innocence flows
For the Congregation
The chalice drained of life
The content's metallic scent
The voices chant the words
The voice inside my head
Eyes of fever blaze
With the black of the eight-fold sun
Walk the sacred path
Was this all pre-ordained?
The music I make
For the Congregation
Delusion is slaked
For the Congregation
The music dissolves me
For the Congregation
Delusion is mine
For the Congregation
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5. |
The Confirmation
04:10
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Plunge into the secrets
of reality
Cast aside the remnants
of sanity
Digging into the gaping wound
of lunacy
Reveling in the chaos
it brings to me
Feeling it slipping away
Feeling the darkness spread
Feeling the power growing unchecked
Feeling the lust
And the madness
Eternity beckons
In the blackest night
The masses to bow down
Calling the Great Old One
The might of the aeons
Distilled to this point
Her acceptance and zealotry
Brought me here
I pledge my life
I pledge my blood
I pledge eternity
I pledge my soul
The confirmation taking hold
Strengthens my resolve
Obsession with the darkest depths
of my broken soul
Slashing through the barriers
Of the void's expanse
Power wells within me
Misanthropic joy
Feeling her eyes rip through my mind
Feeling her tendrils soothe
Feeling the power growing unchecked
Feeling the lust
of the end
Plunge into the secrets
of reality
Cast aside the remnants
of sanity
Digging into the gaping wound
of lunacy
Reveling in the power
it brings to me
I pledge my life
I pledge my blood
I pledge eternity
I pledge my soul
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Outlines on the floor
Incense and athamé
Corded tendrils of smoke
Saturate the air
Piping sounds enchant
Alluring atrocity
Stripped of my fear
The symbols rake my eyes
The stars are aligning, the signs shall be read.
No songs shall be unsung or rite left unsaid.
Burning of fire within my heart rages
The Old Ones they come, to rule through the ages.
Speech and silence one
Sight and blindness bind
Reeking claws clutch
My heart and passion
Tracing lines of blood
Spilling pools of wine
The gods hear my voice
The symbols aroused.
The stars are aligning, the signs shall be read.
No songs shall be unsung or rite left unsaid.
Burning of fire within my heart rages
The Old Ones they come, to rule through the ages.
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7. |
Interlude - The Train
01:51
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We arrive at San Francisco in only four days. Are you sure that preparations are complete?
They are. As I had mentioned before, I had wired Mr. Carrol, and he had responded before we left this morning.
We can’t miss the departure of the ship. If we are late, or arrive without accommodations, there it could cause further delay. We’re on a schedule of sufficient urgency as is.
You know... They attacked me again last night.
This time it wasn’t mere thugs. This one had arcane knowledge. She was almost a challenge.
After we are on the way to The Island, the attacks should no longer be of concern.
You misunderstand. She attacked me in my dreams.
I was almost caught unawares.
In San Francisco we’ll have the access to the materials needed to do proper protection rites.
Of course.
They can’t stop me.
Nobody can. It is your destiny.
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8. |
The Island
04:01
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Preparation of the ritual
A half a world away
The Island calls to me
The focus on this earth
Worshipped upon arrival
They fall to their knees
Their lives forfeit
In my eyes
Time runs short
Eternity screams
The Old Ones sense
The coming Call
In the fading daylight
Our guide forges a path
Through the ancient jungle
With terror in her eyes
To a crumbling temple
In the tangled growth
For centuries it lay here
Unseen
Time runs short
Eternity screams
The Old Ones sense
The coming Call
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9. |
The Ritual
04:13
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Across the abyss of time and space
My blighted words will be heard
Bringing the gods to our world
Bringing forth the death of life
Words intoned by broken lips
I call The Herald's name
Colours seen not of this world
The spell of finality is cast
My heart, it rises
My mind, it crawls
My soul, decided
On mankind's fall
Indescribable manic sights
Of horror and of joy
Flood my senses as I complete
The final words with a bleeding mouth
I gloat in the tortured thought
of humanity erased
Nightmare beings brought from the void
To feast upon their sickly souls
My heart, it rises
My mind, it crawls
My soul, decided
On mankind's fall.
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10. |
The End
04:38
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The sky opens, stars snuffed of life
Darkness pours upon the world
Enthralling chaos consumes existence
As reality itself dies
Walking blindly forwards
towards the freezing heat
My eyes flowing down my cheeks
Rivulets of stricken sight
I bask in the glory
Of the Great Old One rising
A smile of insanity
Frozen upon my blistered face
In a moment of clarity
I remember who I am
I recall the man I was
I feel the horror of my act
Overcome and overwhelmed
My mind, it slips away
The point of no return
Eternally in the past
Screaming madness envelops
My body and my soul
Escape has but one, final option
The warm embrace of death
This is The End.
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Kathexis93 Tampa, Florida
Kathexis93 writes Musick for the Madness.
Kathexis93 is David Lally
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