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Recurring
13:50
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trapped under the wake of a dream
theirs was an abyss born of loss
denied the will of tomorrow
and so the one drowns
bound by the tears that is the weight
for this is how they dwell
for this is what madness becomes
nostalgia's embrace
the true recurring nightmare of no return
to wish for the hands to fall back
to wish for old time's cruelty
to wish to be free of the rising tide
is to welcome the madness of impossibility
and dim to the break of a recurring dream
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An Arrow to the Heart
08:17
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to dream the death of the last star
a true arrow to heart
none shot ever more straight and true
from one without eyes to see
guided by chance's decaying hands
to dream the death of the last star
a driving force for the madness of many
for once the arrow drains the heart
it leaves only the blackest of scars
in place of the blood to quiet the soul
alone they stand before the fire
for if the archer is blind
the observer is impartial
the one to watch you die
and o how they weep
upon a face inevitable
so illusive they stand
convinced, betrayed
and when dreaming the death of the last star
their suns shall split wide open
to drain of every last drop of light
like an arrow to the heart
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Starblind
08:44
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and for every star who shines in the sky
there follows one who became blind
tried as they did to open wide the sun
effervescence too can excel the reach
and become one's great destroyer
we fly until there is nothing left to see
and there is nothing left to feel
star devourer!
one who soars ever higher
with scythe in hand
tracing lead under the guise of neon
onwards to the great deceiver yet to be
thoughts clouded by your innocence
blind to what surrounds the inner eye
truth thinly veiled in decadence
onwards to the great deceiver yet to be
star blinded!
one fallen to the void
now you know the inner corrosion
guised by its outer fairness
now you know the great deceivers
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Axiom
10:59
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here lies lord's undying truth
aeons unveiling the toil
the great sorrow to unfold
every dweller on dance-less soil
there are ones who wait
until the creature bears it's horns
and rips out their beating heart
before the revelation bears fruit
and embitters their hallowed halls
come suffering, come sin
consequences and revelations of those lost
in their perennial search for reason and being one and all
never to speak their own names again
never to see their own faces again
never to know their own truths again
never to know their own hearts again
for restitution is needed for every truths unknown
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and o' how we fall
from that which is tall
evermore we grow small
from the weight of it all
we become the thrall
and nay we heed not
to the inner rot
that blinds the spot
no bigger than a dot
we fall to the growing knot
and lo and behold
these days so old
growing ever cold
and evermore we scold
all the while becoming the mold
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Apoptosis
05:45
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to drown under an ocean of stars
a premeditated collapse of our hallowed halls
the fates long set before our arrival
to leave a lasting wake of life decaying
commencement of deconsecration
and the opening of the mouth
death of the sun
death of renewal
fate carved from inside out
there will be no fucking more grace
death of the sun
death of renewal
there will be no more fucking grace
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Exit
07:40
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exit carved in stone
from the day we were born
grown until entrance sown
to the abyss unknown
to where no wind speaks
of such quietus becoming
upon which its bodkin gives its claim
from where strides a behemoth
whose guard gives glancing judgement
through those qivitous striders
whose thin veil masks their painful truth
of which it has laid claim
on they run from their penultimate fate
to where no exit can set them free
no victory to haul them up high
only the entrance set in stone
only the way to death
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all souls dying
laughing at their own funeral
decaying faces made of clay
transparent like phantoms
set to be distorted forever
by the cold winds of time
all souls marching
to the one prime mover
drawing them down the void
where none will ever return
all souls dead
they continue to laugh at their own funeral
in a downward spiral to their end
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Darcroven Watertown, Connecticut
An extreme metal project conceived by a sole individual and an idea in 2009. It's purpose: explore the dark sides of life and the individual being through the musical art of extreme metal.
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