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Pyramid

by Geneshiva

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1.
I hear the drums pounding every day They sing in tones of irreversible decay I see the spires growing in the night I fear they threaten to take it all away I hear the whispers on the howling winds They tell me of mankind's divinity and sins Yet repeating, it still remains The primal dance of the entropy expanse I feel the heat on the ancient road Imposed on this mortal plane I watch in fear as the way unfolds Trespassing the old domain Half-dead forms speak of life once born Now coloured in pastel grey And scream in tones of the dead forlorn We see the tomb at the end of our way Crushing the last remaining light The gloom reflects and drowns our plight Our fears exist on a cosmic scale Magnified to impenetrable detail Denouncing the promised and the prophesised Malignified by the entropy inside Fleeing backward to where it came The water dissipates as watchful moon wanes Recurrent vortex, silent pained Lost in the trance of the entropy expanse Abandoning the quest for equivalency Relinquishing the power to see All that is Atrophic sea flows deep beneath Where walls once stood, where life once grew Where we planted our seeds in vain Encircling birds will nest in the carcasses The bright-lit sun will juxtapose our ruin
2.
The Pyramid 08:25
Standing tall The monolithic man, built to pierce the sun That of his own image and creation He points toward the altar: "Thou shalt send unto me That of my own flesh" Flying high The disembodied spirit skims the sky Ascending the tract of reincarnation He completes the circle Now fading away, the monolithic man Suffocated to his own image and creation Sings the lone eye: "I've seen it all, and there's nothing left" Yet here stands a man, a child of the sand itself And his voice will echo through time I am the revenant incarnate I am the walking dead I will rebuild this monolith I will watch it fall
3.
Witch Hunt 07:43
Now, picture a cross Adorned with beauty serpentine The choirs of transplacement Sing in luminescent symphony Picture a victim, doomed to watch His own extinguishing Your eyes a fog Of incandescent subtle awareness Nobody spoils the ground Nobody speaks, nobody moves And yet the night sky looks down on us all An eternity of dark serenity awaits thine pyre I see, beneath thine delirious mirth That the ashes are you From thine own fire An eternity of frost, it comes like a spear There is no return or recomposition For the acts of balance are just and final
4.
Freezing breeze resurrects the disease Unburned disguise, clouded faceless sky A landscape chastised, a progressive demise Trial by ice once more reprised Storming austere, the reigning leer Rupture draws near to shadow the plain Continual decay, the clockwork insane Over dead sand treads the unsolved man Buried alive, forever deprived Immortality of pestilence enshrined
5.
Downpour 08:28
Feast the fire Wrought not from familiar havens Wrought not by those painted black Purge momentum From the eyes of familiar demons From what was once an iron form Nightmare comes into fatal form Drawing flaws to divining maw Scorn permeation Of extant filtration Through the ancient pitch-black wall Stall dissipation Into cosmic constellation Surrender to the junction call Void command, amoebic wisp Torrential tether to the light unformed Drowned under skies of liquid rust Citadels buried by a rain of dust Forever to remain in situ Those who silence their song Will live to see themselves washed away Like flakes of rust In torrential downpour
6.
A summoning of Neptune, Our greater phosphorescent destiny An escape to illusion The deepest seas to hide the past Wreathed astral vessel ignites To filter extremes To the center of ancient misty nights To rebuild circular machine Unbounded, our fears take flight Now grounded by the light Depart failed memory Primal citadels collapse A summoning of Cyrus, Our greater phosphorescent destiny Circular machine Creates new circular wanderings To channel extremes To rebuild circular certainty Abandoned by the solar light We cast our shadows, now comes the night I am of the moon and sun We are of the moon and sun Worlds collide And I release the strain of aeons

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released April 20, 2015

All music written and performed by Weaver and Hazel

Mastering by K. Neist MMXV

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