1. |
His Defect Drifting On
04:51
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Before this world
A God was carved
A spark convulsed
Behind the weave
A child born wrong
Into the night
The maker stared
His spirit ashamed
At what his perfect
Craft became
Concealed
In a dimension to be
His tomb
And when he dreamed
In that dark cage
His will carved
The cosmic stage
Planets, pulse
And flesh were drawn
We are the image
Of the broken one
Ash from a god
We wished undone
A twisted echo
Of higher fate
Warped through a flaw
We can’t erase
Can’t you feel the fracture
In your skin?
The quiet hum of the error
We’re living in?
We are the children
Of the sealed away
Born an abomination
And then betrayed
He tried to steady
His broken mind
By shaping vessels
Out of clay
But every life
He breathed inside
Inherited the same decay
We build
We burn
We rise
We fall
His defect
Drifting on
The mirrored glitch
Repeats in all
A trace of filth
A hint of rot
A half-remembered
Higher thought
Behind the veil
Of stars we chase
Lies the truth
Of the human race
We are the scars
Of what he is
Filth pouring
From the abyss
If we could rise
And meet his eyes
Would we see
Hell or paradise?
His defect
Drifting on
Would we see gods
Broken inside?
Or just the shame
They try to hide?
Is every prayer a
A feedback scream?
A glitch inside
His fever dream
Are we the cure
Or consequence?
Of his divine
Incompetence?
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2. |
The Sun Sets
06:38
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This is my last night
I feel the grip
Of the afterlight
Pulling me under
I am alone
Will no one come
To ease my pain
My endless pain
Silence and shadows
A loss to none
Heavy inside
My soul undone
A slave to wealth
Sold my grace
A hollow king
An empty place
Will no one come
To ease my pain
A final word
To ease my wrongs
I'm empty inside
A shell of a man
Where is the light
The light I craved
I forgot their faces
Forgot their voices
I’ve been long dead
So much unsaid
Loneliness and frost
Schemes and lies
Heirless riches
And silent cries
I’m no man
I’m no lord
I’m just absence
All is gone
I’m no leader
Never was
I’m just greed
And greed does rot
So here I rot alone
Will no one come
And ease my pain
A final word
To ease my wrongs
And when the ledgers
Turned to dust
The gold in vaults
Turned to rust
My house is hollow
My heart is shallow
Gold does not gleam
When no one dreams
The bed is cold
The sheets grown old
The clock still ticks
But not for long
I would trade all I own
For someone to come
And share a final word
To ease my wrongs
So here I lie alone
Will no one come
And ease my pain
The heart is broken
Slow and uncertain
Succumbed to rust
A rotten husk
The sun sets
On all I earned
I see the truth now
I was so wrong
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3. |
Fall, O Star
06:20
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Before the dawn
I burned with grace
An angel born
By heaven's fate
Brightest of all
That walk the sky
The choirs sang
And so did I
Yet light can wound
The ones it crowns
And pride will grow
If one allows
I gazed upon
The King’s high seat
And felt no love
Beneath His feet
The Son was raised
All heaven bowed
As silence rose
Among the clouds
All knees bent low
They all obeyed
But I did not
I can't be swayed
Better to reign in Hell
I cried
Than serve in Heaven
Even if glorified
That whisper sparked
A divine rage
As I refused
My golden cage
Fall, O star
From azure spire
Sing through flames
O mourning choir
Here at least
We shall be free
Echoing through
Eternity
Melody of loss
And defiance
Crowned in ruin
By hellish alliance
Fall, O star
From Heaven’s tall
Pride’s the sweetest
Sin of all
We fell like arrows
Through pitch and fire
The sky our cradle
Burned us with ire
Nine days in flame
Engulfed in horror
Our cries echoing
Through the slaughter
Awake, arise
I called the deep
Pandæmonium stirs
From sleep
From molten thought
We forged a throne
And made the dark
Our cherished home
I gathered legions
That bowed in ash
Their eyes like suns
That sparked and clashed
Through endless night
They spoke my name
A king of grief
A king of pain
Still in my throne
I heard the choirs
Their songs like ghosts
Of lost desires
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