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I
29:25
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THE WAY IS OPEN
A GREAT PATH HEWN THROUGH THE GROUND
A WOUND WROUGHT OUT
BY AN ENGINE OF BLIND EXERTION
DRUNKENLY BLUNTING THE BLADE
CUTTING DOWN INTO THE EARTH
SPILLING BURIED VENOM
TORN FROM ITS HEART
DRAWN THROUGH THE TEAR
POISON STAINING THE EDGE OF THE KNIFE
SIPHONED INTO THE ARTERIES OF INVERTED MINES
PURIFIED INTO SCREAMING LIGHT
CONSUMED IN BLINDING NOISE
FUEL FOR THE TERMINAL METASTASIS
OF EMPTY EXPANSES OF SPACE
DENYING THE LIFE OF DECAY
DAMMING THE WATERS OF TIME
UPON FIELDS OF STERILE FERTILITY
AN IMMANENT BRUTAL REMEMBRANCE
SHROUDED IN A CHOKING PALL
A BREATHING ABORTION
BIRTHED FROM THE FURNACES
OF INDUSTRY AND PROGRESS
THE ENDLESS HARVEST OF THE AUGER
OUR INHERITANCE IS AN OCEAN OF WASTE
AND HEREDITARY DISEASE
CAST IN THE VERY MOLDS OF OUR FLESH
WITHERED TO THE WICK
CHAINED TO THE STONE OF THIS WORLD
AS IT'S DRAGGED DOWN
INTO IMMORTAL
UNFORGIVEABLE
AND IRREVOCABLE RUINATION
FOR GENERATIONAL DEGRADATION
AND RANSOMED HUMANITY
FOR DENIAL AND AMNESIA
TO MASK OUR MUTILATIONS
NUMBED AND INTOXICATED
BY CHAUVINIST HATRED
HOLLOWED BEYOND HEALING
ENTHRALLED TO RELIGIONS
OF INCOMPREHENSIBLE IMBECILITY
THEIR SHRINES FULL OF VIOLENCE
CANCEROUS AND BANAL
WHAT WAS ONCE A HORIZON
IS NOW A BREAKING WHEEL
TURNING WITH THE GRACE OF A TIDE
AS IMPLACABLE AS THE GAZE OF A SERPENT
EYES OF NIGHT
BORNE THROUGH ITS INFINITE CIRCLES
SLOUGHING ITS SKIN
LEFT IN ITS WAKE
LOST
WE HAVE ABANDONED SOTERIOLOGIES
SOUGHT OUT IN DESPERATION
THEIR MYTHIC HALCYONS
ENDS OF DAYS AND ETERNAL HEREAFTERS
IN AN AGE OF MASS DESTRUCTION
AND EXTINCTION
WE CURSE THE PLAGUE OF SECTARIANISM
AND THE WARS OF FASCISTS AND FOOLS
FROM THE VERY FUCKING DEPTHS
OF OUR SOULS
MAY THEIR THRONES CRACK
AND THEIR BACKS BREAK
MAY THEY SUCCUMB
TO THE DELIRIUM OF NEGATION
MAY THEY BE MADE
NAKED WALKING CORPSES
MAY THEIR LIVES END
MAY THEY BE FORGOTTEN
MAY THE BLOOD OF THE EARTH BE DUST UPON YOUR TONGUE
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II
32:49
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O GODHEAD OF INCALCULABLE GRIEF
WITH BOTH HANDS YOU GRIP THE CORE OF THE SUN
BLISTERING PALMS A PITTANCE FOR SUCH POWER
IF ONLY IT WAS ENOUGH TO STAVE OFF THE TORRENTS
A STORM OF YOUR OWN MAKING
EACH DAY YOU ARE ERODED FURTHER
BY YOUR INDELIBLE HYPOCRISY
SWEPT AWAY
NEVER MOURNED
YOU WILL BE BURIED IN THE EXCREMENT
OF YOUR OWN DISEASED EXISTENCE
BY THE CASCADING FAILURES
OF ALL THAT YOU HAD ONCE RULED
AND IN THE GUTTERING CADENCE
OF YOUR FINAL THROES
WILL BE WORTHLESS WORDS OF SEETHING GRIEVANCE
BUT YOU ARE NO VICTIM
YOU ARE JUST ANOTHER HUSK
IN YOUR CITADEL OF FALSE SKIES
FOR WHOM THE WELL AS RUN DRY
WHOSE EMPIRE IS ASH
WHOSE WEALTH IS RUST
YOUR SUSTENANCE IS THE PUTRID FRUIT
OF TORTURED DOGMA
AND YOUR ONLY COMFORT YOUR PATHETIC DELUSIONS
THAT WHICH IS YOU IN MYSELF
I RETURN TO THE HILT
WITH YOUR OWN BLADE IN YOUR NECK BY MY HAND
AND REMIND YOU THAT WE ARE BOTH DUST
THAT IN THE FACE OF OUR SHARED MORTALITY
YOU CHOSE TO OPPRESS YOUR FELLOW HUMAN
AND THAT WHICH IS MYSELF IN YOU
I CONSIGN TO OBLIVION
TO THE FLAMES
THAT WILL FEED ON THE ROT OF ALL YOUR DYING WORKS
CRUMBLING EVERY MONUMENT
OVER THE FALLOW GROUND
SEEDED WITH LIGHTNING
THE WAY IS OPEN THROUGH OUR EYES
THE WAY IS OPEN
A GREAT HOLE HEWN THROUGH THE GROUND
A CRADLE FOR THE CORPSES OF ALL GREAT MEN
CROWNED A SUNKEN THRONE
FALLEN FROM THEIR CONSUMPTIVE KINGDOMS OF MACHINES
AS THEY TEAR THEMSELVES ASUNDER
UNTIL THE WORLD IS RIVEN
WITH TEN THOUSAND CRACKS
AND EACH AND EVERY TEMPLE RUSHES DOWN
AS A RIVER OF RUIN
SURGING FROM THEIR BROKEN SHELLS
SWALLOWED BY THEIR OWN IDIOT WEIGHT
AND THAT WHICH REMAINS
DROWNED IN ITS OWN BLOOD
SILENT
IN THE DARK
TILLED INTO THE EARTH
UPON THE GRINDSTONE'S PRECIPICE
YOKED UNTO THE ARCS OF THE INEXORABLE PASSING SUN
WHAT WILL BE THE LAST SCORNFUL WITNESS
OF THE BURIAL
FOR THE MOLDERING SECRETS OF HELL
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Worn Mantle Minnesota
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