1. GUIDESTONES

For our chronological potential
As foreseen in prophecy.
In hopes, of a final destination
Where evolution is the course
Of cause and effect.

Let these be the Guidestones
To an age of reason

A stirring call
To rational thinking
A cancer upon the earth
Should be culled
In order and balance

Let these be the Guidestones
To an age of reason

Truth, is manifest
In the workings of the cosmos


2. UNFOLDING

At the core of evil
Unfolds, the climactic process of
Dehumanization

So sedated by your senses
Pleasure needs
Its carnal desires

Undergoing rapid changes
As we see the old ways
Wither away

As the truth before us is
Buried further below, below
The ruins of something once great
Now lost and forgotten in space

All is lost
The power has left your hands
Another fool who fell for illusions

Do you feel free
Dig deep inside yourself
Be sure before you tell me
I need to know
Why you don't feel cold
Why don't you feel cold

I want to know your darkest secret, tell me
What are you hiding

What are you hiding


3. AGARTHA

Far from the surface
Where, distant legends
Reveal, only truths
In the depths
Of all we know
Beyond the reach our mind

Lost, beneath the shit of our excess
From the time, when everything was new.
Was neither a brutal existence
Or something that can be understood

Left to waste, or laid to rest
Those who are all aware,

Overrun
The student has bested its master
Who saw the glories
When our ancestors
Were the first to bite the hand

Fleeing for their
Lives
With a taste for vengeance
That never dies

Your laid to rest
Your prophecies
Are nothing more than
Just empty threats
Non the less, non the less

I will, teach my sons how to kill, kill
Steward of the path
To one own free will

Your laid to rest
Your prophecies
Are nothing more than
Just empty threats
Non the less, non the less

I will, teach my sons how to kill, kill
Steward of the path
To one own free will

Stay in your
Hole the surface holds nothing for you

Rot in the
Ground as the dead, as you are dead


4. BEACONS

(Instrumental)


5. DELPHIAN

Profess to believe but follow
The words of others
Because its the path
Of least resistance

Are you one
To follow a false prophet
Live as the others
Without thirst for truth

How will you know
If you never even question
Have you been deceived
Or have you not

The orchestration
Of arguments designed
To awaken the people
Unknowingly living a lie

And to expose
The council
Whos bestowed
Those lies

Most will reject
The contradictions
To what they were taught
About this life

A teacher must uncover
And make clear evidence
Of deliberate
Misguidance
That influenced
An epoch

The act of blinding
Or teaching lies to live
Man will with violence
Oppose
Before they admit
They've been misled
Youve been deceived
You've been misled
In fantasy

Ignorance, and collective, thinking
Breeding laziness and dependence
Eradicate the powers of
Original thinking
Acquire the knowledge
Of those you depend on.

My people are destroyed
By lack of knowledge
Because they have
Rejected the truth
Now i am forced to reject you
You are not my kin
My enemy


6. FORM

To be yourself
In a world
With a constant irk
To make you
Something else
Is a small victory
Inside itself

As a small child
You are
Subject to
Indoctrination

Perpetually
Adjusting me
To this

Profoundly sick
Commonality

All the heroes
Of tomorrow
Are called the
Heretics of today

Cast aside by
Popular demand
Constantly
Demeaned and
Degraded

Form is emptiness
Emptiness is form

So says the heart sutra
The essence
Of all things
Is emptiness

One of the strangest things
May be the act of creation,
It self

We are made
With a blank slate
An empty page
A silent
Musical instrument

And we must
Look inside our selfs
Push and pull
And squeeze

The raw and shapeless
Things that we each are
We must fine something
To grasp on

And bring it forth
Out of ourselves
There may
Be a life worth living

Form disappears
Only words remain
To signify the impossible
Formation terminates material


7. EXTRAPOLATION

We have the freedom
To fulfill or not fulfill
Our fate
The mystery of human destiny
Is that we are fated
To this foreordination

This is one
Of two great labyrinths
In which human minds
Are drawn to the question
Of free will
Versus predestination
Shines on the realization
of a persons ulterior

It is written in the stars
And laid in each brick
There is no where
That you'll ever be
That isn't where
You were meant to be
But sometimes
The slightest things
The merest breath
Of circumstance can
Change direction
Of our entire lives

It was written
That i should be loyal
To the nightmare
Of my choice

A man doesn't make
His own destiny
He simply accepts
Or denies it from himself
Time and tide
Wait for no man
And no one shows us
But ourselves
No one can


8. SOLITUDE

Dozens, of fascinating details
On areas ranging
From the beatific
Essence
Through the lusting for
Hominal revelry, piece by piece
Fragments to this
Puzzling paradigm
Have been brought to the light

Isolated in brilliance, a misanthropic misery
Deep in the chasm, of metropolis
Alone, clenching this healing harmony

This meaningless life's, meaning less and less
The macrocosm of your mind, breeding unrest
Trying to find or be found, by doctrine or dogma
The youthful spirit drained, by the aging,
Of disappointment

Follow a fantasy
Supine, in the hollowed hollow
Husk of men, mooning and detritus
Dooming the rest of us
And disillusion


9. INCARNATE

Each and every night, i die,
I am reborn with, dawns early light
In my loneliest loneliness.
The beast will come, and says to me.

This life, as you live it, and have lived it.
You will have to live once more.
And innumerable times more'…"
Would you not throw yourself down,
And gnash your teeth, into the ground
Cursing, the demon, the bearer of doom
Or maybe, you have, that
Tremendous moment, when you
Would have answered him:
As a god, as if there
Was nothing as devine

In life after life,
In age after age,
Forever, my spellbound
Heart has made
And remade
In the end,
You emerge dressed
In the light of the stars
Piercing the darkness
Of time, the image
Remembered forever

I will live to die again,
And walk this earth a million times

I will live to die again,
And walk this earth a million times
I will never learn


10. FORMLESS

Your forced to choose a way
And discover your own true purpose
There is no ready made path.
And the cost wont be next to nothing
To reach the ultimate axiom
The realization of actual, actuality
Looming over atop of me
I cant stop, dreaming

Lying there waiting for it
Shatter your illusions, with me
The past gives you identity
And the future holds
The promise of

Salvation, and fulfillment
In what ever form
You must manifest
The light inside yourself
Awake, encoded in
The fibers of existence
And its divine ecstasy

The marvelous creation
And its totality
Experienced in the hearts
Of humanity
The sinister, the terrible
Never deceive
The state in which they leave us
Is always one of enlightenment

In this condition
Only with this vicious insight
Am i acquiesced
To grasp this world
Only with this vicious insight

I am formless
Bound in singularity