1. CHAPTER ONE: ABDICATION OF AN INSIDIOUS EXISTENCE

The power of mind domination is alchemy for wisdom's chains.
We'll move under the cover of transparency for we are shunned by the altar.
We are the sacrifice unfit for gods; we are the void where no one treads.
Our blood is that of impurity, our spirits are damned.
Though our movements seem ethereal, we are of flesh and bone.
Though our thoughts seem real, we're not of this time…

We are abreacting the poems of a ruined existence.
We are the eternal link between ghost and man.
We are reflective of your solitude and grave.
Through our words we summon the carrion crows.

It's useless to sleep when your dreams are quiescent.
This forever you speak of is taking our strength.
This endeavor of living is destroying our will…

When all that's realized comes crashing down to earth.
We'll see at conjecture not a sign of a rebirth.
When the pillars that have held us for so long come undone.
We'll dance in moonlit bloodbaths for alas the war is won

I dream of a time when all is capsulated in bliss.
A time when the mankind we know no longer exists.
I feel the awaiting flames as they flicker and wane.
The path towards the obsession has become its own bane.
It's useless to feel when pain and love are not present.
This hatred of ourselves is disrupting the change.

I stare into the mirror with hopes of one more glimpse.
Yet my reflection has been resigned….
I see the world's destruction as it drowns in apocalypse


2. CHAPTER TWO: TRANSIENCE

There is a season which died then manifested,
Then forced its hand on heads that disbelieved.
The virgin birth becomes the virgin bane.
The shroud she burns is one of mystery.

An amulet adorned her neck like an albatross
An impending doom loomed within her heart
Vicariously partaking in the flesh through fornication
Her vows erased in a precise denouncement

Veneration of the idol hircine
She laid there cursed with an inner chaos
A bleak transcendence into eternity's bliss
Where the echoes of triumph no longer exist

Tears grow numb within her eyes
No longer can she cry
The sorrow that drain her from within
Became her only salvation

And I respond to her as if the dark eclipse hath surrendered to light
Let her dreams be cast down from upon high towards the flickering of a silent lament
Though she fears the awaiting flame she postures no grudge
A mere mortal conjecture hath stemmed life before her
A revelation she hath never sought, though it appears as clear as a reflection
Every passing moment gave the weight of ten thousand years
She suppressed deeply the servitude she hath surrendered
I call to her with immense declaration
A seedy harlot, our whore of condemnation!

Liar!
Hypocrite!
Be Gone!
Great Deceiver!

Your forked tongue holds no water
Your vengeance holds no ground

She dances with ambiguity
Verbose indoctrinations spill eagerly from her mouth…

Sanctuary within tender arms of mankind
Vicious days anew, cast down the betrayers

This hallowed becomes earth becomes irreverent
Our incoherence destroys forever

The end of time, the fall of man, the symphonies of dying lambs, arise from baron throats of care.
The rise of fear, the time of tears, dirges of desolate stares, begin within the saddened caress of blame
The vine of hope, tied tight to choke, the strangled breath of men that spoke, smothered in the time of war.


3. CHAPTER THREE: REALM OF OUR ASPHYXIATED DESIRES

The presence of God is gone
His power is vanquished
No hour for us hath dawned
Disappeared in the fury of the serpent
Another liar hath risen from the sea
The wrath we've been promised
Apocalypse reborn through blood
All traitors made to burn in shame

Ignite the eternal flame that serves as the beacon for the fallen ones
Their ravished souls become fodder for those hath captured them
Numbed with terror no resistance is forefront…Damned like foul executed then burned

The scent of decay times ten dwells in the inner sorrow
There be daemons, which tower above us all
Tearing us apart yet we don't die only suffer
There be daemons and a fire that greets us all
There be no light from the flames that greet us all
There be no time in the fires that greet us all

Conqueror
Tread their graves, damn their oaths
Conqueror
Destroy their spirits, destroy their will

Reveal the torment, unmask thy pain
Carry us towards mystical voids

I sense the presence of an unholy alliance
Seeped in turmoil, bathed in anguish
The daemonic realm of despondence
Where the sufferers meet their suffering
A cosmic struggle where we hath no alliance
Sentenced to the abyss of an unearthly challenge
War within wars for we hath agonized and bled
For our illumination grants us a peace from within


4. CHAPTER FOUR: THE LAUREATE BECOMES THE PARIAH

Whilst integrating time and space I united knowledge with lore
Spoke sternly but never in haste, have the winds been stirred tonight
Neither a sound is heard nor are colors to be seen…

In the age of Tiamat heavenly bodies gained cosmic perception
By sealing, by revealing, by conspiring, by carrying out the plan of vengeful wrath

Nibiru!
Marduk!

Show your lightning! Show your winds!
Make her not honor Kingu, by cleaving her into two
The others have been devising to destroy her and her moon
They arrange her a tomb, before she makes him supreme

Displayed before her were four cross winds
So no pieces of her shall escape
Close to his side he held the net
Adorned by Anu with malevolent storms
He set within him a divine lightning
Then set ablaze great flames from within
Wrapped in terror as if it were a cloak
She then was filled with brilliance
Distended she was being destroyed
Thrusting cruel winds to demolish her heart
Extinguished life for elevating her first born
Sealing the fates of her other companions
Trembling in fear they were forced onto new paths
One was left but was stripped of his destiny…

Turned into lifeless clay with fetters bound to him. Kingu was no more. Mother torn asunder
He must rest in her womb. Till another disruption. Nibiru/Marduk: The universe's conduit
Sets upon new paths
Crossing the heavens…

Tiamat dies today, cleaved in to halves. Cast into the unknown
In an orbit where none has ever took place.

The celestial battle voided her strength. Her waters were mingled and captured
Her moon sat dormant and teased. Alone…
The wounds never healed so the scars shall last forever
The wounds became scars that shall last forever.
Through time and age a form was shaped to alas live again though incomplete

Eternity clings to advances of lifetimes
Thirty-six hundred years, when the cycle continues
Invoke the tyrant. Now circle his winds
Ended her reign, now an Earth reign begins

They thronged once before beside Tiamat
Enraged, they plotted ceaselessly night and die
Set for war, fuming, and raging
They've prepared for. Prepared for the eternal conflict.