Divine Codex : The Dark Descent
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1. THE DARK DESCENT
(Instrumental)
2. SUPREME CATHARSIS SYNTHESIZED
Behold my offering of hate
A greater stone cold awareness
The ultimate weapon
Of superior subtle might
Effective silent action
Behind a curtain of darkness
Elevating souls above
Inferior mental playground
The response to pain...a descent to the abyss
Of slaves and puppets
Of the invisible strings show
The answer to suffering...detachment
The synthesis of tragedy...catharsis
Cold monologue
Far from the light
Cold introspection
Far from the scene
I stare at the puppet master
With lucid despite i laugh
A preconstructed plot
Crawling beneath the stage
Deceiving beauty
Source of perpetual feeble hope
Wisdom and awareness at hand
Unsettled construction of pride
Feeding creator
Life draining slave driver
Unknowing pawns
Of the great concealed show
3. DOMAIN OF THE FALLEN
I feel her presence
While i walk the road of life
I see the light die, as the horror spawns
A lucid dream
A wicked vision
That spawns through
A sentient coma
Of cold awareness
And welcolme stasis
Deep dark vortex
Dead cold sweat
Reason is haunted
As she brings the night
If i am to fall
Shouldn't i reach the climax first?
(Reaching the highest spheres)
In order to obtain
The perfect descent
(Towards the light of the mind)
Fear has gone
I wait for her to show me the way
A rotten manifestation
Onwards...to the path of dark souls domain
4. JOURNEY THROUGH DYING DIMENSIONS
I bid farewell to the world of illusions
To the dimension of simulated emotions
Of manufactured identities
And sham perfection
I part with my fictitious splendour
With this farce of hypocrite joy
With that which doesn't belong
To the high spheres
Through which i project my image
Finally, i let the castle collapse
Revealing its weakness
And open my mind towards the age-long
Obscure journey that awaits me
Pure, inevitable catharsis, revealing truths
Suffocated by the vision of a dying dimension
Wisdom, through stasis of the soul
Light through darkness
Life, through death of the mind
A blurry reflection of the self
Turning into an useless archetype
Of void perfection
So complete, so futile
I embrace the path of destruction
As i explore the new dimensional nightmare
To which i descent
As i get closer to the abyss
I surrender letting my essence
Become one with it
Long is the path i must go through
As the forces that rule this realm
Destroy and reform structures and patterns
Leading me over the frozen cerebral matter
Inoculating motion with invisible flames
Thus reactivating life and conscience
From their paralysis
Of corpses staring at the abyss of their fate
The journey is coming to an end
I can already see the destination
Even though i cannot reach it
Without order
Without laws
I get a glimpse at the neural paths
That must be taken
Even though i cannot decipher them
I see the shape
Of my new incarnation in the distance
Even though it's still a shadow
As i look back, i see an endless wasteland
Of particles scattered in the darkness
I rejoice at its death
A dissolving plane of existence
Drowned by its own lies
I witness the birth of a new path
A new, dark incarnation of existence
5. OUTER SOURCE OF REALITY
Feeling of gruesome inspiration
Dream, becoming reality
Weird scenario of death
Quenches my thirsty divinity
A bloody finale
Satisfies my lust for revenge
Every desire is welcome
In this night of blood and sorrow
Primitive calls possess me
Conscience falls to instinct
No boundaries
Will hold back the hunger
No laws
Will govern this instinct
Bloodlust prevails
No awareness of the present
Mind gets rid of tight laces
Dimensions of human knowledge gather
I fall
Into an obscure, slow abyss
Time stops
Every single moment
Becomes past, present and future
Every simple action
Becomes a complex sequence
Of neural impulses
The source stores data
And shifts the events
Rebuilding the course of time
The cloud of non-sense
Turns back into a clear
Predictable reality
6. THE LAST SACRIFICE
An image of perfection
Always distant and blurry
Need to feed the hope
Cold awereness
To welcome
The presence of the shadows
Darkness
Needs a last sacrifice
To abandon the shadows
Cruel modus operandi
Merciless
Survival instinct
Spirit howls
As night rises
Cannot escape
Cannot be blind
7. DECREPITUE ENIGMA
The impulse of life turns into
A faint witness of an old dead show
Where perceptions lose their sustaining power
Empty words crumble, now dried and forgotten
And the passing of time becomes a cruel ultimatum
As the primary concept of existence
Is an useless, constructed manifestation
The spirit seeks shelter
In its roots of higher beauty
Hanging to a melody that brings new life
Down to the dark earthly abyss
In which it lies
In a battle to hinder
The natural symptom of decrepitude
Generated by the inactivity
Of creative process
Suffocated by the dim fog of non-self
Permeating the core of the system
Confining it in dimensions
Of static and limited cycles
Trying to react, calling back life
Fluids flow in
A response to the neural gangrene
Receptors are stunned
A system prisoner of its own structure
Leading it towards a new level of non-existence
Ruled by futile needs and virtues
Bringing new fears
Slowing the way to a new self
Passing through a labyrinth
Of elusive signals
In search of the enigma
That reactivates the process of creation
No choice
Abandon your soul
Save the essence of the system
The primal purpose
Let it rip the lethal cloud of non-awareness
Let it build the primal paths
Once abandoned
And forgotten
8. PSYCHO MAZE VORTEX
I hear the call of the flames
A distant, yet piercing sound
Traveling over the boundaries of the mind
A background noise
Permeating the air
The stars cry, calling to arms
Forces gather
To storm the realms above
Progenies of the stars
The offspring of distant fathers
A painful breach in the still of the firmament
A swarm of sharp claws
In the side of the holy constellation
Cutting its way through celestial flesh
I see god's creation fall
Merciless vortex of death
Under the might of its dark companion
The skies crumble
In a fiery bloodshed
The horizon turns red
Hail the triumph of death
We are as wounds in the cosmic mantle
Scars that will never disappear
The true nature of channeling is awareness
Imprisoned in the black heart of the maze
9. THE CONTINUUM DEVICE
A gateway through space and time
Showing a landscape of still hopelessness
That climbs the stairway of the mind
A glitch in the continuum device
A breach through the perception of the world
Crystal clear visions
A warm cage of dripping blood
Deep dark certainty
What if the key to salvation is not to escape?
A cold dark abyss of sheer pain
What's the light of god for,
If one must walk the dark path first?
The bringer of hope seals his fate
For he is prisoner of his own route
An inescapable storming cycle
The breach opens again
Showing the new path to be taken
A litany haunts the mind
With the ghosts of the past
Foreseeing the fate that awaits ahead
No future is pre-constructed
No hope is manufactured
(Instrumental)
2. SUPREME CATHARSIS SYNTHESIZED
Behold my offering of hate
A greater stone cold awareness
The ultimate weapon
Of superior subtle might
Effective silent action
Behind a curtain of darkness
Elevating souls above
Inferior mental playground
The response to pain...a descent to the abyss
Of slaves and puppets
Of the invisible strings show
The answer to suffering...detachment
The synthesis of tragedy...catharsis
Cold monologue
Far from the light
Cold introspection
Far from the scene
I stare at the puppet master
With lucid despite i laugh
A preconstructed plot
Crawling beneath the stage
Deceiving beauty
Source of perpetual feeble hope
Wisdom and awareness at hand
Unsettled construction of pride
Feeding creator
Life draining slave driver
Unknowing pawns
Of the great concealed show
3. DOMAIN OF THE FALLEN
I feel her presence
While i walk the road of life
I see the light die, as the horror spawns
A lucid dream
A wicked vision
That spawns through
A sentient coma
Of cold awareness
And welcolme stasis
Deep dark vortex
Dead cold sweat
Reason is haunted
As she brings the night
If i am to fall
Shouldn't i reach the climax first?
(Reaching the highest spheres)
In order to obtain
The perfect descent
(Towards the light of the mind)
Fear has gone
I wait for her to show me the way
A rotten manifestation
Onwards...to the path of dark souls domain
4. JOURNEY THROUGH DYING DIMENSIONS
I bid farewell to the world of illusions
To the dimension of simulated emotions
Of manufactured identities
And sham perfection
I part with my fictitious splendour
With this farce of hypocrite joy
With that which doesn't belong
To the high spheres
Through which i project my image
Finally, i let the castle collapse
Revealing its weakness
And open my mind towards the age-long
Obscure journey that awaits me
Pure, inevitable catharsis, revealing truths
Suffocated by the vision of a dying dimension
Wisdom, through stasis of the soul
Light through darkness
Life, through death of the mind
A blurry reflection of the self
Turning into an useless archetype
Of void perfection
So complete, so futile
I embrace the path of destruction
As i explore the new dimensional nightmare
To which i descent
As i get closer to the abyss
I surrender letting my essence
Become one with it
Long is the path i must go through
As the forces that rule this realm
Destroy and reform structures and patterns
Leading me over the frozen cerebral matter
Inoculating motion with invisible flames
Thus reactivating life and conscience
From their paralysis
Of corpses staring at the abyss of their fate
The journey is coming to an end
I can already see the destination
Even though i cannot reach it
Without order
Without laws
I get a glimpse at the neural paths
That must be taken
Even though i cannot decipher them
I see the shape
Of my new incarnation in the distance
Even though it's still a shadow
As i look back, i see an endless wasteland
Of particles scattered in the darkness
I rejoice at its death
A dissolving plane of existence
Drowned by its own lies
I witness the birth of a new path
A new, dark incarnation of existence
5. OUTER SOURCE OF REALITY
Feeling of gruesome inspiration
Dream, becoming reality
Weird scenario of death
Quenches my thirsty divinity
A bloody finale
Satisfies my lust for revenge
Every desire is welcome
In this night of blood and sorrow
Primitive calls possess me
Conscience falls to instinct
No boundaries
Will hold back the hunger
No laws
Will govern this instinct
Bloodlust prevails
No awareness of the present
Mind gets rid of tight laces
Dimensions of human knowledge gather
I fall
Into an obscure, slow abyss
Time stops
Every single moment
Becomes past, present and future
Every simple action
Becomes a complex sequence
Of neural impulses
The source stores data
And shifts the events
Rebuilding the course of time
The cloud of non-sense
Turns back into a clear
Predictable reality
6. THE LAST SACRIFICE
An image of perfection
Always distant and blurry
Need to feed the hope
Cold awereness
To welcome
The presence of the shadows
Darkness
Needs a last sacrifice
To abandon the shadows
Cruel modus operandi
Merciless
Survival instinct
Spirit howls
As night rises
Cannot escape
Cannot be blind
7. DECREPITUE ENIGMA
The impulse of life turns into
A faint witness of an old dead show
Where perceptions lose their sustaining power
Empty words crumble, now dried and forgotten
And the passing of time becomes a cruel ultimatum
As the primary concept of existence
Is an useless, constructed manifestation
The spirit seeks shelter
In its roots of higher beauty
Hanging to a melody that brings new life
Down to the dark earthly abyss
In which it lies
In a battle to hinder
The natural symptom of decrepitude
Generated by the inactivity
Of creative process
Suffocated by the dim fog of non-self
Permeating the core of the system
Confining it in dimensions
Of static and limited cycles
Trying to react, calling back life
Fluids flow in
A response to the neural gangrene
Receptors are stunned
A system prisoner of its own structure
Leading it towards a new level of non-existence
Ruled by futile needs and virtues
Bringing new fears
Slowing the way to a new self
Passing through a labyrinth
Of elusive signals
In search of the enigma
That reactivates the process of creation
No choice
Abandon your soul
Save the essence of the system
The primal purpose
Let it rip the lethal cloud of non-awareness
Let it build the primal paths
Once abandoned
And forgotten
8. PSYCHO MAZE VORTEX
I hear the call of the flames
A distant, yet piercing sound
Traveling over the boundaries of the mind
A background noise
Permeating the air
The stars cry, calling to arms
Forces gather
To storm the realms above
Progenies of the stars
The offspring of distant fathers
A painful breach in the still of the firmament
A swarm of sharp claws
In the side of the holy constellation
Cutting its way through celestial flesh
I see god's creation fall
Merciless vortex of death
Under the might of its dark companion
The skies crumble
In a fiery bloodshed
The horizon turns red
Hail the triumph of death
We are as wounds in the cosmic mantle
Scars that will never disappear
The true nature of channeling is awareness
Imprisoned in the black heart of the maze
9. THE CONTINUUM DEVICE
A gateway through space and time
Showing a landscape of still hopelessness
That climbs the stairway of the mind
A glitch in the continuum device
A breach through the perception of the world
Crystal clear visions
A warm cage of dripping blood
Deep dark certainty
What if the key to salvation is not to escape?
A cold dark abyss of sheer pain
What's the light of god for,
If one must walk the dark path first?
The bringer of hope seals his fate
For he is prisoner of his own route
An inescapable storming cycle
The breach opens again
Showing the new path to be taken
A litany haunts the mind
With the ghosts of the past
Foreseeing the fate that awaits ahead
No future is pre-constructed
No hope is manufactured
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