1. SKYLESS

This cave...
Strange children once came out to face the light!
A few found their way, backed their tracks,
Into the gloom...

Down in a nightly world
They felt someone coming
Heard voices inside, elder souls spoke:

"Feeble people from above
Do prepare to meet the flesh of your legends
Witness the emergence
Sons of the skyless land come
Once deserters of the surface
Anthill Earth revealed in legends all over the world

Skyless diaspora
Driven away from the sun for so long
Erratic with burning eyes
Shocked before the horizon and its convexity

Rising, out of the deep, testifying our glory
Lost marvels meant to see the light at last
So far under your feet, few among you did conceive
In our outskirts you saw a world becoming yours

Sons of the skyless land come
Once deserters of the surface
Anthill Earth revealed in legends all over the world
Skyless diaspora
Driven away from the sun for so long
Conquered matter while you apes went scampering in trees
Then you got crowned over creation

Rising out of the deep, testifying our glory
(We) made mountains fly, conquered seven stars
Hollow realm under your feet
The vault of all mysteries
Legends are given life to outshine the lies


2. FAITH PUPPETEERS

We wait, viper eyed shepherds
To bleed flocks in devotion
The altars, inverted wells of lifeblood
Kings and queens
Incarnated gods for you to adore
Pervading your wombs, breeding puppeteers
Weaving masks worn at war
Seeded in onslaught rehearsed
Spectatorly, channel the pain
Of a fenced game watched and culled
Venison flocking towards us, godlike decoys
Sowed fear in theirs souls, faking solicitude
Predation evolved into mimicking the prey

Still we reap, dividing the herd
Striving to dim this light mistakenly brought
Idolatry reinforced, infants fed to Moloch
With the fervour to serve the faith puppeteers

Plentiful bellies for us to deflower
Fetch your daughters to our sons
And your sons to enslave

Sellers of emotions granted their domesticity
World lays obscene. We reign supreme!
Will you meat ever learn? Good old times returning
An unchanged matter, except for the ways
An unhuman now given a human face
The wise leave no remains

Lifeblood
All that suffering harvested
Every year is a better yield
Lifeblood
All that suffering harvested
Every year is a better yield