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Crack open the shell of the universe
Spill out the cosmic vein
Bear onward, infinite time
The egg of all creation
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Compos Mentis
02:40
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The breast bare of the heron’s plume
Worn forth as the twelfth bell resounds
Grovel untoward in ragged garments
Denounce the second coming of Christ
Blasphemous in the ears of the self-righteous
Malevolent eyes dance across the congregation
A melancholy for all to proclaim
Placid blissfulness on bent knees
Harmony strikes across their arched backs
Reality reflected through shattered mirrors
Fragmented illusions of grandeur
Swing free, off the hinges of distressed memory
Bound shackles wane and cease to proliferate
Feast now from the table of tranquility
Blanketed in a sky of diamonds
Sun and moon converge
Meld and rebirth
Resurrection of a once static vessel
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Terminal Lucidity
01:39
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Deathbed visions of clarity
Vital body functions cease to be
An unexpected return to reality
Communicating with ones only they can see
“The soul remains intact when the brain malfunctions"
Disturbances of the mind, terminal lucidity has its bind
Wretched convulsions, twitches in the eyes
A paroxysm of verisimilitude
Lips pursed, holding a goodbye
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Wipe away the spit and mud
Veil stained with the face of Christ
Saint Veronica, vera icon
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An argument queued behind curled lips
Piercing dissonance, a deafening silence rips
A void between vacant realms
And a vista I wish to call home
But the howling comes in waves
A palisade built on caterwaul
I whisper my retort
But who should hear?
When their minds are set on verdant mountainsides
I recant
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Interlude
00:53
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Translucent substance weeps from the open abrasion
Pungent in smell
It, that wafts through the air
Boils fester, flesh decomposing
Grotesque unnatural state
God damned man for his gluttonous lust
Illuminated in blue hues
Step forward into the mouth of Hell
No need for a God in this digital age
Opaque discharge, secretes once more
From the laceration of self-mutilation
Twitching are the ends of dead nerves
Foaming at the mouth
Glazed eyes glisten the absolute nihility
The withdrawal begins
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Of Bliss & Misery
04:22
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Manifestation of declination
Neural receptors, null and void
Abstract consciousness
Tension achieved
Amidst this sensory deprivation
Comes immense wealth of suffering
Deviated abnormalities
Remedied by synaptopathy
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