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Avada Kedavra

I have been to the layer of the great betrayer. He said a sinner is a saint as long as he's a liar. Searching for a pillar of hope. Rejection. I kept my head above the water. I did not drown amongst the sharks. Forced to close a door within myself. My best fri...

Balancing The Limbs Of Question

These are the paths that we choose choose or be chosen these are the paths that we create where we have thrown down our swords to throw up our lives spit them in the face of our enemies the bloodlines show a reoccurring state of mind that only machines can bre...

Building An Empire Towards Destruction

Rebuilding structures in our minds that hold strong the test of time. Consuming voids that are long eroded of all forms of life. Send a messenger to them with a note that says as of right now we are taking back our pre-machine ways of living life. A declaratio...

Consensus For The Locus Of Thought

What employs destroys all life. Sail this sea of fire with me and lift up our decay. The human war machine marches on. Unfurled like avalanches crushing downward onto us. Mainframe die. Like a cancer slowly evolving to suppress antigen, fueling the beast There...

Dried Up Goliathan

I know it's true. There is no hope. I can still see that there is a light up ahead of me. Give it up. Learn to let it go. Heaven is out of reach, hell is in sight. Give it up. Learn to let it go. Heaven is out of reach, hell is in sight. Give it up. Learn to l...

Evidence Of Exits

[a). Mystery] [b). Babylon the Great] I am nailing down all I need for keeping the coffin tight buried you deep in the sludge of my lungs couldn't breathe without the pain in my side I feel the time is finally right to pour warm blood on the night drown in i...

Full Body Contortion

I saw your name drawn on the back of this notebook. Remembering the moment I watched your hand write it down. Fuck you. I knew that you would lead me astray, blinding my judgment. If you forgot my name I suggest you look through the photos you never took. Spit...

Remote Coagulation

This is the space between what we think buried in these walls are writings As in desert caves the haunted stairway of mind down below the broken steps of your soul I want to taste a different place turning gears that rewind replay time and resurface the landsc...

Savannah

A day not to forget The machine has collapsed under the program it's been given Look inside the broken shell Look inside the broken shell To see the broken heart They can't believe the machine was alive but we saw it bleed We saw it bleed [8x] The machine it f...

The Concept Of Existence

This is the end of our war. 

The Seasons Will Balance Themselves Out

[a). In One Day Her Plagues Will Overtake Her] The roads have a natural curl a desert of concrete walk through walls with a burden in the arm I choose to keep death is but a fiction lived above everyday life the want for power will consume there is no hope no...

The Weight Unweighable

The deepest kind of cut is applied when someone else sees me as my own darkest impressions. I'll gouge out their eyes out and break every bone. I've met the enemy in me. I pushed it down inside of me, cleansed the plagues from my hands but you would not let it...

These Are The Paths That We Choose

The truths you speak of are weaving webs of deceit Your words act as poison These are the paths that we choose, choose or be chosen These are the paths that we create where we have thrown down our swords to throw up our lives Spit them in the face of our enemi...

These Are The Paths That We Create

Acidic bursts to lift the pavement above the ground A rain falls as compounds that we create We have sewn our demise we have ripped out our eyes the strength in mind will wash off in a sea of filth Leaving a few to remain I will banish myself from the kingdom...

This Is A Test... No Flesh Shall Be Spared

We are the unstoppable machine that lays waste to everything that comes in contact with its hands. We construct. Then we will deconstruct and then reconstruct until there is nothing left for us. Someday the machine will break down. When our organs cease to fun...

War Of The Great City

Taste the revolution engulfing words but then engulfing them again And not but then engulfing them again This is the moment that we awake and refuse to ever sleep again It is a radiance that only a few can ever touch And it stopped the moment of my heart like...