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Cipher
02:30
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[Instrumental]
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Ex Nihilo
08:47
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Floating, suspended in the never-flowing tides of cosmic darkness,
A spark ignites as mere fragments of nothing dance in carnal synchrony.
Born Ex Nihilo.
Magna Mater, her waters break.
Elixir;
Life-force secretes out of nothing.
Nature is flourishing.
Beautiful skies watch over the evolution…
Born Ex Nihilo.
Expanding, mutating organisms deliver new beasts upon the shores.
As aeons pass, mammalian abundance sweeps across the globe.
Born Ex Nihilo.
Dancing in the wind, she scatters her secrets amongst the star speckled sky.
Leaving future consciousness to ponder their beginnings until the end of time.
Born Ex Nihilo.
Dancing in the wind…
As aeons pass…
Ex nihilo...
A spark ignites…
Creation…
Never-flowing tides...
Her secrets….
Beautiful skies…
Ex Nihilo!
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The Great Junket
06:38
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Curious minds wander
As pining eyes gaze across the waves.
Into Infinity.
Into Infinity.
Pondering that which hides
Beyond the blue horizon.
The great Junket begins.
The great junket begins.
Ship wrights gather.
The craft initiates.
Mighty beasts forged to conquer
The serpent seas.
Maiden Voyage.
Maiden Voyage.
Maiden voyage,
Bound for worlds unknown.
Carried by the tides.
Carried by the tides.
Adrift,
Vertigo sinks in
As they storm through boundless plains
In the pursuit of knowledge.
The pursuit of knowledge.
Oh, what great discoveries the did make!
Oh, what great wisdoms they did attain!
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Inexorable
05:28
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Towering towards the sky,
The trees guard eternal secrets.
Forever searching for the answer.
A distant murmur echoes in her soul,
An overwhelming desire to give in to it’s pull.
Haunting the shadows; awaiting Quietus.
Compulsive Global Necromania.
Innocent, Unknowing.
The human endeavor;
It lures her.
A distant murmur echoes in her soul,
An overwhelming desire to give in to it’s pull.
Haunting the shadows; awaiting Quietus.
Compulsive Global Necromania
We as the human race
Can not accept our own mortality.
How many people have devoted their entire lives in
An attempt to control what happens after they die?
The collective consciousness is not equipped to deal with the concept of finality.
How can something so meaningful, so profound simply cease to exist?
Does it even exist?
Who are we?
Why are we really here?
What is the purpose of life?
We are stuck in a constant ebb and flow
between the trembling fear of the unknown
and the burning desire to discover the truth.
We are born, subconsciously, in the pursuit of death.
Forever pining over the circumstances of our demise.
The truth is no one knows for sure what lies beyond.
The only certainty in life is that it will end…
Global necromania.
Transcending.
Light, blinding.
Descending.
life ending.
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Meridian
04:02
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[Instrumental]
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Empyrean Flux
10:49
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Sombre red skies burn the sun,
Our feeble hearts turned inside out.
Bloodshed, slaughter, destruction unsung;
Death brings forth damnation,
Drought.
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Pandemonium
08:07
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Screams of the damned echo through the trees.
Magna Mater trembles with fury.
Ravenous winds spread the world’s disease;
A plague of corruption and human greed.
Conspiracy among lost souls of the deep
Obsidian.
Flames engulf the sand.
A dark force flows through the soil and the sea.
Pandemonium.
The stench of extinction.
Blood Running,
Ground crumbling,
Sky Imploding,
Death approaching.
Shadows engulfing,
Darkness consumig,
Souls escaping,
Lifeless, Decaying.
A fatal virus spreads rapidly.
Contagious.
Polluting the land.
Putrid insects swarm the streets.
Invasion!
Mother nature’s revenge.
Blood Running,
Ground crumbling,
Sky Imploding,
Death approaching.
Shadows engulfing,
Darkness consuming,
Souls escaping,
Lifeless, Decaying.
She’s cleansing,
Purifying,
Destroying,
All that’s filthly.
She’s Cleansing,
Purifying,
Destroying,
The world is filthy.
Conspiracy among lost souls of the deep
Obsidian.
Flames engulf the sand.
A dark force flows through the soil and the sea.
Pandemonium.
The stench of extinction.
She’s cleansing,
Purifying,
Destroying,
The world is filthy.
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