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Abject Tomorrow

Forging your will, Sculptor unseen, Fear by design, Truth lost, Soul denied. Parasites, you leech to our words, No hopes or dreams to hold dear, Automation, So blind to the deed, Corruption. Abject Tomorrow, Where the soul is crushed and li...

Agenda: I. Cryptograms / II. A Digital Self

Thoughts – Not mine – Divulge – Enshrined Fate – Now framed – Obey – Internal signs Unparalleled technology – Mass control – Uniformity Virulent- data seed – Guiding light of humanity Modify imperfect minds Emotionless – Perfect beings – Destiny P...

Analogue Spectre: I. Reflection / II. Thought Data Stream / III. The Passing / IV. Amaranthine / V. Ghost in the Machine / VI. Love

(I) Reflection Life was much simpler then, Trapped in my own world, We had no reason to fear each other, Placid simplicity, A divide wrought in pain, Bathing in darkness. Time folds around me, Tears flow inside, A taste of inception. Day...

Downfall (Voice in the Sky)

Was there a time when we could laugh and dream? Or has there always been this order? You and I we were not meant to be. Yet we're drawn to one another. I close my eyes, yet still you speak. Words of comfort draw my closer, Revealing truths that ju...

Gods of the New Age

...and so it's time, Your worlds collide, You're writhing on the cold floor, Internalised, you're ship has sailed and life has closed another door. Lies, it's all just lies. It breeds inside, I hold on tight. Divine insight, yet you're distant an...

The 11th Hour

Voyage deep within, Trace of solitude. Blurred image strike the eye, Reality hewn, Images dance and flicker, On the internal screen, Reality fades, The void begins. Reflex - Calling Fly on, Rest in mind, Dreaming through, Astral ey...

The Sycophants

As if by design, We shuffle as one towards and awkward destiny, So dead inside, A mental genocide and yet none can see. None but me? Something within, Is twisting writhing so sweetly serpentine, Eye of the sun, Are we as one or is this just a...