1. CITY

Close your eyes
Forget your cares
Its analgesic finding
Nothing when you’re lost

Trivial metropolis
Wasting inside
This city of vitriol
Is no more

September
It fails again
Remember
A tale to mend

It’s envy
A final debt
Luminous fog clouds
Anthemic crooning

November
Defines carelessness
Principles of action
Writhing untoward

Vitriol


2. INFLECTION

Found inside your soul
Fissures out of control
Is an idea
So ravenous, so precarious

A null platitude

Point of inflection for your diurnal ways
Failed to recall final word unkept
Point of inflection for our infernal days
Failed to realize this life is permanent

Point of inflection
Staring down
Point of inflection
This is now
Vapid drivel


3. STATUE

Uproot the conduits
Of this society
Culture of mediocrity
Share your sacrifice, sacrifice!

They'll fortify

They taste the rotting fruits
Of our labor
Ferments intoxicates
The next of kin

We taste the rotting
Fruits of their labor
It ferments and intoxicates
The next of kin

The conduits
Of this society
Culture of mediocrity
Share your sacrifice

But I'll fortify


4. EPISODES

Oberon
Spasms of nostalgic
Forests of reincarnation
Exits entering
Twilight will torture

Tremors, shaking
Foundational horror
Phantasm nixed
Exits enters

Twilight tortures
Occam's razor
Dulls it’s feigned pain
Into black

Ingest cytotoxin
Synapses misfire
Neurons fail in trepidations
Of euphoric transgression

Oberon


5. SMOKE

(Instrumental)


6. VALOR

Hell shots - fires down effervescent
Fountains eyes of white realize
Flames thrown - uprisen, a masterful descent

Optic glints abound
Violent conception
This will of valor is yours to possess
Reflections reveal miles of ivy
Tumbling down, suffering now
Try to resist but can't induce amnesia

Failed to replace this mindset
Dredged in a pool of regret
My path depends on this life
Yet I face this knife, so cold

Checkered flare turns radiant
Iridescent hue against deep sky

Pull off the byway
Kill the engine, serve the master
Now harder to sense fear
Their souls are just the frontier


7. PERCEPTION

Ideate futility, receive nullity
Think of nothing, now it’s doublespeak

Every time see into a thought
It multiplies,
A visual anomaly ever-changing and tearing

The colors seem pale, neon, homogenous
Monolith cerebration, fuel unending

Deep burgundy
Coats encompassing visions
Now musings forge lucid pillars
Shining into cognition

Depth of perception

The colors seem pale, neon, and homogenous
Monolith cerebration, fuel unending

Depth of perception