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A Hollow Visage
11:16
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Enter, these weary waters
Too long they’ve beaten the earth –
Never to bring peace again
Embittered, spiteful foam.
To wander, to be carried forth
As dead carrion wash ashore –
No purpose, no flight, no instinct
As they submit to cold malignance
What moved now lies still
What loved now is dead
I pray not for redemption
I pray for nothing at all
For what decrepit vision of god
Made in imperfect countenance
Could atone for such failed creatures
Made of ash – made of weakness?
Swept away to distant waters...
To fail to secure hedonistic want does not true failure make
To endure, to breathe when such breathing stings is our calling – our purpose.
So here, at these rocks, taste bitter defeat and know this is not the end
Inevitable sharp rocks cut deep and takes my broken words.
A sermon to true existence
A curse to the bestial soul
To endure, to breathe
Look to the ocean – knowing not what comes or
What was and only – only what is true
Take these ashes – take these dreams of worlds to come
Only self remains – only what is true
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Tainted Soil
06:33
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Lament not
For their souls
They are lost to reason, lost to love, lost to hate
Bestial lust
Overcomes
Willingness to live a life of meaning, a life of worth
Pitiful
Roaches clamor
Spewing foul decay
Wallow in emptiness
Wallow in shame
To the ground, to the grave
Degenerate disease
Never to find solace
Never to find peace
To the ground
Worthless
Cleanse the soil of pestilence, filth and disease
Tread not on this tainted earth where vermin feed
This world of hateful, lustful urge and deceit
This is not our calling and only leads to defeat
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To Forget
08:10
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A life not lead lies obscured
Beyond broken branches
Amidst the shallow, desperate forest floor
What secrets have you buried?
What trodden earth has been lost to the relentlessness of time
If we only had more time
Hope of a better future drawn away
As dew from a tender spring leaf
We walk on
Forget me.
Open not your weary eyes to gaze upon
A visage that once brought you joy
Sleep while wide awake
Cast aside these fleeting delusions
Of a past long dead
And a future buried beneath my mistakes
My mistakes...
Forget me
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The Grotto
06:19
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I hear the call; the spectral voice of the sea
I heed the call; traverse the low-tide path
To the grotto’s mouth; beyond the water’s edge
To the barrier; between this world and the next
Step by step, these weary pilgrim’s feet
Draw ever closer to the precipice of my defeat
Flee man’s reality
To seek refuge
In the embrace of earth
The bramble draws me in
Chasing remnants of distant, weary light
Sharp, dead horizon; the wisp’s luminescence
Take now this offering, left upon the soil
Take now these weary bones, I slowly slip away
Upturned roots now shift
Into chaotic forms
Branches strangling
Merciless as the depths
From which we emerge
And now shall return
Malignant blackened waves
Carry me onwards
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Erupting Light
04:08
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Transfixed in lunar meditation
By black void bridging the stars
Celestial womb entropic splendour
Stars above, a call from afar
An eruption of light consumes void and vision
Conscious sundered from husk of the flesh
A mountain of storm surges below
Soaring peaks meet infinite sky depths
Lighting, coursing, fire!
Transforming vestigial form
Unfurling, unmasking, pyre!
Ascendant spirit reborn
A final cradling tempest
Receives the vessel
Life and death’s spring
Where infinite life begins
A spark in the vastness
Shining and boundless
Traverse light chasms
Radiates pure in destruction
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Sentinel
06:56
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Shrouded in misery
I stand on the edge of endless abyss
Fading heart, hollow
Silent and still
Solitary sentinel gazes inward
Inner emptiness consumes all
Hope fades with the growing dusk
For the heart fails, pierced by -
By the bleakest of wisdom
For all our myths, symbols and promises -
Are dust, shackles and chains
The gateway opens before me
A path to liberation
And as the sun sets
I lay on cold ground
Through aeons of nothingness, I hear the earthen echo
The song of cavern and loam
To carry me home
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Lucidity
11:05
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Dragged down by weighty night
Hollow, weary eyes - fixated
The world moves faster
Time is a wheel
Every second
Every hour
In this endless haze of doubt
The world moves faster
Dragged into pits of disillusion
Dreams of nothing
I am lost to this world
Truth means nothing more than human delusions
Self-defeating, self-deceiving, self is death
We are but whispers in the wind
Realize now, all we have is suffering
I am released from this blinding, white light
To find elusive, fleeting reprieve from chaos
Empty and hollow is the path towards the sun
Instead we fall as constructs ill-contrived
Into abyssal onslaught of self-hatred
Folly is man, a monument to nothingness
Must we all die for this empty illusion?
A monument to nothingness
Break free from this fog
These mists of obstruction
No longer to be cast aside
I wake from this deep, dark slumber
Break from old, trodden path
Towards the land of being
No longer will I wallow
In this pit of despair
Every second, every hour
I will spend in pursuit of meaning
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Hypnotic Dirge Records Amadora, Portugal
Hypnotic Dirge Records is an independent record label and webshop based in Saskatchewan, Canada and Lisbon, Portugal active since 2008. Our intention and raison d'être is to release quality expressive and eclectic art through aural manifestations.
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