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(Chapter Four: Wind) The Doomed Message

One must silently resign But also feel her inner cries Soaked in this doomed message Conceived by those who will never be A voice was born, and made its way Through the winds of ages, Growing strong and bold Reaching our eyes, touching our souls...

(Chapter One: Earth) Being the Cornerstone of Destiny

Deeply entrenched in her land and family Was this fragile embodiment of a prophecy Going about her humanly occupations No questions asked, veiled from a true vocation Planned to be the human interface Between our known grim reality And a far more sophi...

(Chapter Three: Fire) That Spark That Shines in Her Eyes

Now infused with willingness She vows to achieve the dreadful task To translate apocalypse in understanding To bring the final chapter in a blaze That spark that shines in her eyes Will lit the cleansing pyre As she wrote these meaningful litanies Eac...

(Chapter Two: Water) The Source

And she was shown the way… Thrown in the sacred Entity Flowing knowledge engulfing her body Immersed in this rich source The source of a pure Mind Against her will, but still running deep No breathing, panic, denial…! In this ordeal only a chosen...

(Epilogue) Closing the Book of Existence

Listen to what we know is a sacred message Sent from the echoes of destiny Surely you barely heard it, but now, listen… "My Past was once Earth Land of belonging, land of selfish pride Land of ancestors, of suffering and perseverance Rubble now solidifi...

(Prologue) One Must Embrace Fatality

Profane spirits… Listen to what we know is a sacred message Sent from the echoes of destiny Surely you barely heard it… but now listen Misguided believers… Forget the irony of your multiple deities How can so many people be wrong? Narrow minded doubte...

A Tear for Those Who Will Never Be

Mourning attacks me with its spiritual flay And my wounds make me suffer for those Who have never been And who will never be Their numbers are infinite or inexistant, as you wish The chaos did not select them And they are misunderstood because we...

Ceremonial Burial

Alone in the morning ,at the earliest moment The present the now, time of consciousness I do not know where I am, and maybe I don’t care I just realize that I am here to dig this frozen soil With my very hands, naked and shivering I am exhausted,star...

Enthropy: Towards the Nihil

And this was then, we were pure, standing tall So this is now, we are doomed, engulfed by it all And this was then, evolving from nothing, we were living So this is now, vanishing in silence, we are collapsing A cycle is at its tail, the peaks are at...

Green Forest of Gore (The Voice of Chaos)

Them… In a plane not so different than ours They are back to the real life A vicious circle between us, other living entities and « them » Rotates, goes around and comes around today Around my neck, a kind of vegetal appendix From a mutant plant th...

Layers of Conscience

The layers of conscience drift in time Ordering themselves naturally Beyond my grasp is the absolute Whole’s conscience Like the finest sand there is It slips between my fingers I cannot have the chance to drink from it If only to perceive What my sens...

Nature, Mother Supreme

A realm of beauty filled with virgin magic Forests upon forests of the pure and majestic A land of white and gold, of silver and blue Marble and carved stones, the wealth of a revered kingdom Aside the throne, daughter of the queen Caresses dreams...

Sights of the Frozen Waterfall

A spirit besotted by ancients torments Delusions of a depraved glacial realm A visionnary now denies his own virtue The frozen waterfall stagnancy is no more « I see the storm, I feel the fears of thousands, unconscious of their future existence They su...

The Hope-Despair Cycle

Mixed Emotions… As he runs through a path of misery Pursued by remorse and despair Dark thoughts entangle him day and night Torn between hope and despair Randomly cycling in his mind Tunnel vision… Directed by circumstances- induced emotions...

The Last Glance

«She climbs on the pyre, by herself A mysterious beauty Slender with exquisite black hairs A look… Of sorrow and anguish...» She is proud to be what she is Or rather, proud not to be what they accuse her to be By a nod she refuses to confess While not...