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Despondency
05:41
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"I will not tell the preface, it's not significant against the pain that would come after, the mispending of the life marked my wretched odissey
I feel like a secular tree, so much time to spend but with so few chances
Like this tree sees everything around him change, grow up, improove
While he's constrained to the perpetual chains
So I gaze up at my surroundings with no chance dreaming of a deliverance so hard to find
Why should it be so hard?
Why give me the gift without acquaintance?
Lymph no longer feeds my roots
I see a flock of birds laying on that tree
They are free to build their existence
They are free to fly
I've tried and I tried to follow them
But all I have are just dry leaves
It's time for me to pass away."
He sees the world
A place devoid of bliss
Engulfed in the vortex of chaos
Consuming the edges of our existence
The calls of the dead sound now closer than ever
He desires to plunge in the darkness
Take a leap in the eye of annihilation
The voices are louder than ever before
He screams until he's about to suffocate
The decay that's inside his tormented psyche
His senses now all crave for their self-destruction
Every last fragment of his rotting spirit stands on the altar of sacrifice
Rejecting the so-called gift of life
This worthless endeavour, a useless adventure
What is it all supposed to mean?
He refuses to take part in this illusion
He's haunted by a future so bleak
It's time to put an end to this
There is no place to go
No alternative
He just wishes to be nowhere at all
No refuge to seek
No way of escaping but this last declaration of scorn for life
He will break the chains that tied him to this world
He will gaze in the abyss and see nothing but the deepest black
There is nothing more to lose in this life
Not enough strength to keep moving forward
He escapes once more, but he's not coming back this time
The only salvation lies in suicide
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2. |
Execution
03:41
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Everything is set to the minimum detail
Shoes lay near the shore with his white socks inside
His clothes are folded on the ground
An abnormal silence reigns in his room, as in his soul
The place was so accurately chosen
He’s standing on the last stage
Surrounded by the inconsequence that inhabits reality
Blindly chasing fluctuating images of unreason
The all-engulfing pit of eternity
Apogee of emptiness
Will swallow my misery
In the abyss of eternal oblivion
It's in this endless instant that terror came
But the bridge is crumbling right behind him
No, not to be crossed anymore
Rib cage, inundated by the new oxygen
Lungs, made useless by the paralyzing cold
Wild eyes, impatient to close
Strangled in the cradle of consolation
A sneer on his face
He got all he craved
Slowly dragged into the depths
But he got all he craved for
He got all he craved for
A sneer on his face
The all-consuming pit of eternity
Will swallow us all
Devoured by the maw of cataclysm
No one will mourn the earth
And so, no one shall mourn me
Leaving behind this hypocritical blindness
There is no worth to be found in existence
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3. |
Detachment
04:04
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Absorbed in a pitch black hallucination,
Manifestation of the elemental structure becomes epitomized
Concentric circles define his glutted eye’s shadow
Now the elements are recognizable
He stares at his passed away face
It belongs to a flesh with no relevance
Incarcerated inside this dimension
Eradicated from his past existence
Into the desolation of the unbeing
Atonement without dwelling
Sickening curiosity consumes his mind
It's crushing his meninges so quickly
He realizes he can't tolerate it anymore
Devoured by this insane obsession
No relief
Abandoned in sorrow
The wreckage of his soul
Is his only property
Incarcerated inside this dimension
Eradicated from his past existence
Into the desolation of the unbeing
Atonement without dwelling
Inception of the path
He believes to have left
It is just a piece
Of a much greater expedition
No limbs, no chest, no head
Recollection of a meaningless life
Non-entity suspended in a scenery
Unrecognizable at this point
Misfortune
Suffocated shouts inflate his sense of desperation
As he feels something malignant pull him to the depths
His decline is inexorable
The obscure obnubilation fades and manifests the pain
The worst thing is ignorance
Suffocated shouts inflates
The throat he has no more
Loneliness is the anchor
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4. |
Torment
03:27
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Surrounded by absolute gloom
Blinded and afraid, a tormented brain inside a dormant shell
Awake yet motionless, he fills the air with screams
Frightened and alone inside this faceless desolation
Visions of terror proliferate inside his mind
Gradually venturing in the unknown
He feels trapped in a cloak of agony and sickness
The horrifying miracle unfolds
The fetus of ruination
Spawned from the bloodred stains
Its eyes are hollow from the absence of hope
And yet he observes
He witnesses the depraved entity standing on its feet
Developing through the absorbption of fear
Mutated embryo of deformed fatality
The incarnation of nightmare in all its majesty
Announcing its repugnant birth
Abhorrent and distorted cries
Echoing in the bowels of this hellish place
A deafening lament engulfed in the darkness that pervades
This suspended moment of delirium
Unintelligible utterances of desperation
Contaminating his mind
The symphony of sorrow reverberates endlessly amongst
The walls of this cold emptiness
His ears are plagued by the eldritch voice, atrocious and excruciating
The agonizing melody irradiates and consumes his mind
His cognition is shattered as the noise grows louder
Unable to process impulses and thoughts
He's torn by affliction, his mind desecrated
Blinded by suffering, he starts his descent
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5. |
Healing
03:32
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A vorticose descent drags his consciousness
Towards the uncharted
He feels himself become increasingly lighter
Until he reaches complete emptiness
The alteration of the nearest past into the actual condition
Into the actual status
His inner projections oscillate between the anodyne and toxin
Sanity and sickness
The shadow of deviltry acts this way
Placing a blindfold on your eyes
It forbids to perceive the enclosing vastity of the light
A solace blent into the peerless strenght of a thousand blinding suns
Unable to understand what's happening
Lazing in the pleasure that reinvigorates him
The never-ending succession of the unpredictable events
Goes with his brain to an unidentified place
In this solitude the answers are so distant
Longing for guidance through the overwhelming vastness
Suddenly he fills up with a new sensation
The complete consciousness floods inside his soul
The aim is clear, he's supported by instinct
All the suffering, every pain is being erased and the bliss is out of proportion
He has never been so close before
He's never been so conciliated
A solace blent into the peerless strenght of a thousand blinding suns
Unable to understand what's happening
Lazing in the pleasure that reinvigorates him
The realization of the main objective has occurred
He knows that's the place
Constrained in a coil of golden chains that doesn't permit him to move,
Nevertheless the decayed is finally in peace
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6. |
Guidance
03:13
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Slowly strangled with no pain
In an indistinguishable jumble
Of darkness and light
The silence bursts his tympanums
The relief is indescribable
He can perceive it without a body
It tastes like anxiety
He knows something could happen suddenly
Here comes the impotence
His eyes forced to close
But who’s acting like this?
Blindness feeds the fear
Monstrosity increases inside his mind
A sensation he had forgotten
How can he scream without senses?
Only memories eradicated
“Listen to me now,
you will never hear this voice again”
“I’m completely lost. Who are you?”
“I’m the son of consequences.
You created me.
You're paying for your fatal gesture”
“I don’t want this anymore, this was supposed to be
my escape from the torment
Searching for solace”
“Your action has no logic.
you lost your existence with no reason”
“Please help me”
“Now you’re totally alone in your own dejection”
“Please forgive me,
“Please forgive me”
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7. |
Atonement
04:44
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That’s him again, alone in the void
Drowned in these worries that he deserved
No balance between reality and insanity
With no certainty, without his mentor
The only foothold in this bloodcurdling sphere
Trapped in a cage of torment
Horribly plagued by the echoes of the past
He still feels the empty embrace of this eldritch light
As he proceeds towards the path of his own destiny
The darkness has dimmed
Revealing a new expectation
Two choices manifested in front of him,
But his hollow instinct had already chosen
“This is the right way” said the old whisper in his head
So he did it
One step closer to the final curtain
Thousand voices start to shout in unison muddle
They’re following well their screenplay
As flawless bit players of this spoken drama
He is the main character
"What's wrong with your existence?"
"It's easier to abandon the ship than saving it"
"Are you proud, you fucking cunt?"
He can't play this part anymore
Between his hands his head
A burden he can sustain no longer
Two choices manifested in front of him,
But his hollow instinct had already chosen
“This is the right way” says the new whisper in his head
And he did it
One step closer to the happy ending
A yelling lament tears up the surroundings
Now he knows
Now he’s awake
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8. |
Quiescence
02:08
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9. |
Resurgence
03:45
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The light breaks in
Clearer thoughts patterns lead him to consciousness
His breath resonates between these four walls
And the air fills his lungs, aware of his materiality
Feelings gather and disperse in his memory
Feels like recollecting signs from an old past
Forgotten, swerving away from reason, dreamlike visions
He sees again the fall
The coldness around him
He feels it all as if it were still happening
He remembers the place
He knows the pain and relief
He's seen the darkness and light
He remembers the face of his own destiny
His mind cannot yet visualize but he can still feel the pain inside his soul,
The hellish agony he witnessed resurfaces but it can't threaten him anymore
It's like a landscape becoming real from the vastness of the ocean
Familiarity within his flesh now needs to be rediscovered
Firstly comes the head, never been so heavy
The room is engulfed in an apparent vortex of lights and colours
Then the arms, filled with the ancient strenght, are like the walking stick
Feet touch the ground, an anchor that devours the persistence of the vacuum
He remembers the place
He knows the pain and relief
He's seen the darkness and light
He remembers the face of his own destiny
Still standing up, walking tall
Always moving on with no fear
There are no obstacles
Nothing is unobtainable
Be the one who creates the fate
Be the one who creates your fate
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10. |
Cognizance
03:49
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Who knows when it started?
A doorway open to the world
The time has passed in its imperceptible way
The journey has an ending
The clearness of his failure is so bright
Passing away like an unaware
Waking like a wise man, conscious of the importance of breathing
He’s never been so satisfied
The perfection of the surroundings consumes the eyesight
Being wrong is a condition of human existence
All he has seen in the depths
Can never be forgotten
Eradicated faces were stuck on his brain
Now seem to be far away
Butchered ears able to listen again
the sound of wind, the flowing of water
Virtual bars where he was imprisoned
Disintegrated by the magnificence of a blinding sun
An instant that lasts forever
He has another chance
The choice is to live until the end
It’s hard to believe
The experience has shaped him
Tears make his cheeks wet
Like when he started to drown
Nevermore despising the gift of life
Being wrong is a condition of human existence
Lips prepared to smile
Enjoying the life after life
Here comes down the curtain
It can be a fragment
But no one can explain
The pleasure of opening up the eyes again
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