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FARULN demo

by Faruln

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1.
THE BLACK HOLE OF THE SOUL You soaked my eyes in tainted coal Scorching the sensory barriers And new realities were born In the great horrors you offered And in the blindness Another clarity was torched Awe-struck, I swallowed the flame That which burns every status-quo You quenched my thirst with rotten wine Drank from my every blood-sacrifice And new veins were born Channels leading to naught but hell Each drop reduced my taste And I could sense the ripe, forbidden fruit Awe-struck, I recited each word Those that burn every stagnant movement Yet you crippled my tongue Choking each and every word And you reaped my aural perception Harvesting the crops of distorted noise Bereft of ways to communicate I learned the ethos of silence And in the silence, the voice of the void resounded The purest music I had ever heard And you took on a new form Wandering right beside me On the road to the great dead end Where the accuser of the brethren abides The black hole of the soul
2.
ALL IS VANITY The void bids me welcome I gaze down the depth of the abyss Choked by threads of human flesh And drenched in blood from the altar of slaughter Am I about to fall Or throw myself deliberately therein In command of the imminent death The conflict mirrors sheer tortures of the damned Devoid of God Man is condemned to be free A vulgar display of the absurd A futile hunt for clarity In which my breath is confined And my hands are tied So I suffocate In deep frustration I offered my soul A two-part drama did unfold A time to bring forth and a time to die But mostly to die And my breath is confined And my hands are tied So I suffocate For nothing is gained Under the sun Vanity of vanities All is vanity Omnia vanitas
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Dissolution 03:47
DISSOLUTION Blindly we strive Behind the veil of illusion Fooled by the shining Twisted shapes of light In simple denial Of the shadow within And of the revelation That the shadow may bring Withdraw From this world of disease Enter the fire Become the torch of illumination From suffering comes the insight Follow the voice from below From suffering comes the insight Embrace the inferno Withdraw From this world of disease Enter the fire Become the torch of illumination Burn and perish A cleanse in flames of revival You will not rise anew Before turning into ashes Descend into the darkness Erase the conception of the I Transcend into dust again Eradicate, reform and ascend Descend into the darkness Erase the conception of the I Transcend into dust again Reform and ascend
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INVERTED TORCH Children of the dark night Dwellers of the deep The glowing sun never looked upon us No point of reference to perceive As we plunged into the alluring void To explore the vibrant beacon Replacing blindness with brilliancy From the burning pits of sulphur For this is the testing These fires of purgation That incinerate the human And liberate the on true god Hear me, O Death Whose empire unconfined Cloaks the existence of every breathing kind On thee, the fortune of our futile time depends Thy absence perpetuates life Thy presence it ends for none escapes thy all-destructive rage We walk upon the final path In-between the broken columns The torch is turned, sheds a last dim light Of no hope, but premonition As we empty the cup of life Shed our skins and scorch the earth With fetters unbroken We return again to what we once were And with hearts of iron Spirits fierce as bronze The slaves become the masters Those who command Those who will not serve Hear me, O Death Whose empire unconfined Cloaks the existence of every breathing kind In thee, the demise of creations work’s known And all judgement absolved alone Now hear me, O Lord Whose empire unconfined Cloaks the existence of every breathing kind On thee, the fortune of our futile time depends Thy absence perpetuates life Thy presence it ends
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THE SWORN ENEMY He can not subsist on the meager satisfaction He extorts from bleak reality He must seek the uttermost distraction The murder and abolishment of mediocrity Of his creation, this universe Is merely a faint and paling shadow For a man is what he sees And his eyes are blazing with fire He will not reason, his principles carved in stone He found his purpose apart from common decree He will commend the brute usurper of the throne The potent force coming to ravage the static and weak Doomsayer Tongue sharp like a dagger In a state on the brink of madness Soothsayer Spitting words like deadly arrows Piercing a target very few can see He is prepared for the massive collapse He will hail the bloodshed and the disease And he will wander into the heart of darkness Bound for salvation, for there is no return He has broken all barriers and cracked the shell The vengeful grin on his face was the last bid of farewell Of his creation, this universe Is merely a faint and paling shadow For a man is what he sees And his eyes are blazing with fire

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released November 27, 2017

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