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ESOTERIC LYRICS
"Metamorphogenesis" (1999)
1. Dissident
2. The Secret of the Secret
3. Psychotropic Transgression
1. Dissident
I HAVE WITHIN ME, THIS KNOWLEDGE
THE DARKNESS WITHIN
THAT NONE SHOULD EVER TOUCH
AND IN THE MACHINATIONS OF COSMOS
I APPEARED, CENTURIES BEFORE MY TIME
....WISDOM IS LOST HERE....
THE FEROCITY OF MY RAPTURE, HAS NO RELENT
'GAINST THE INEFFABLE NIGHTMARES
SEIZING MY BODY TO WAKE
THROUGH THE LANGUID HOURS OF DAY
EXCISED IN THE BLOOD OF MY PAIN
THE SOMBROUS CALL OF THE SILENCE
HAUNTS ME...ALLURES ME....
YET THE SALACIOUS BECKONING OF THE FLESH REMAINS
I WILL MOVE NOT FOR DEATH OR SUFFERING
DISSIDENT, I STAND PROUD AMIDST FELONY
THIS VIRULENCE SEETHES IN MY QUINTESSENCE
A REFLECTION OF PAST
FROM THE TIME OF CONCEPTION
LIFE...THE ALLUSION OF EXISTENCE
(THE ANTIPATHY OF LOGIC...)
IT BEHOLDS EVERYTHING
AND YET IT IS NOTHING
LIFE IS.... THE BEGINNING OF DEATH
DEATH'S OMNIPOTENT GRASP
SCOURGE'S DOWN AMIDST THE SKIES
PLUCKING THOSE LED TO BE SLAUGHTERED
CULLING THEIR FUTILITARIAN EXISTENCE
DEATH IS NOTHING, BUT THE ANSWER TO LIFE
DEATH IS LIFE'S ANSWER
2. The Secret of the Secret
I PONDER ETERNITY
LONGING FOR THE KEYS OF TIME
TO WRAP ME IN THEIR INFINITE KNOWLEDGE
THE INCONGRUOUS SYMPHONY CRASHES THROUGH THE WAVES
OF MY THOUGHTS
I AM NOT OF FLESH...
WHEN WAVES OF SUBLIME THOUGHT, COARSE THROUGH MY VEINS
SYMBOLIC RELEASE OF SORROW
MAKES WAY FOR THE IMPENDING VISION
I AM WHERE SPACE NOR TIME COULD NOT BE
SUDDENLY...DISEMBODIED...
LOST IN THE VORTEX OF INSANITY
(I AM) QUICKENED BY THE POISON
YET DEADENED BY THE PAIN
UNABLE TO BREATHE, I RELEASE THE BEAST FROM WITHIN
NO CONSCIOUS THOUGHT
CIMMERIAN VOYAGE TRANSCENDS
SEARING THROUGH ENDLESS PLANES
EXALTED STREAMS OF CONSCIOUSNESS
PLANT MINE WILL INTO THE SEEDS OF TIME
"SENSES, ELUCIDATED
(VISIONS OF THOUGHT CAST BEFORE ME)
LOGIC DICTATES NO LONGER
TO THE WORKINGS OF TIME"
SUCH NONSENSICAL TRUTHS
CARESS MY SUMPTUOUS BLOOD
ENVELOP ME IN THIS FORBIDDEN ARCANUM
I, THE SEER OF MY DESTINY
THE HARBINGER OF DESPAIR
SLUMBER INTO THE ENTICEMENT OF SORROWS
THROUGH THE QUIESCENT HALLS OF EXISTENCE
THE FREEDOM OF CHAOS....
THE SECRET OF THE SECRET....
THE TRUTH OF THE TRUTH....
3. Psychotropic Transgression
INCESSENT DRONE OF MISERY
PYRRHONISM GROWS INTO MY VEINS
LIKE A PARASITE FEEDING UPON MY GAIN
IN THE WAKE OF ELUCIDATION
THOUGHTS ARE MANIFESTED AMIDST THE SENSES
DEEP DESPAIR DISTORTS THESE BLOODSTAINED EYES
SCARRED WITH THE VISION OF DEATH
MY MIND IMPLODES WITH EXACERBATION
RAGE DESTROYING THE SELF
AS MADNESS TAKES MY HAND
THOUGHTS I CANNOT OWN
ESCAPE FROM THIS TURMOIL
REFLECTIONS DANCE IN THE MIRROR
LIKE THE DEMONS RAGING THROUGH MY MIND
THEY POSSESS ME
THROUGH TWISTED WORDS, MANGLED AND UNSEEN
THE LIGHT, DARK, LASHING ME
I FALL BENEATH THE EARTH
STARING THROUGHOUT SPACE
AS THOUGH SEARCHING FOR A SOUL
THAT HAS BECOME LOST TO ME
DEATH STALKED FOR SUCH TIME
THAT IT CAME UNSEEN
DIDN'T EVEN SEE MY SOUL DIE
ONLY FELT THE PAIN OF WHEN IT HAD GONE
I CAST THE MOULD OF DREAMS
AND FALL INTO THEIR PROPHETIC MAZE
THE HIDDEN, REVEALED THROUGH RHETORIC PERSUASION
IT PASSES
AS A WHISPER IN THE NIGHT
AND TO LIVE WAITING TO MEET IT'S DEATHLY FACE YET AGAIN
THERE IS NO TRUTH
THE CIRCLE OF TIME UNRAVELS
THE MYSTERIES WE HAVE CREATED
WE MAY BORROW TIME
ONLY UNTIL DEATH TAKES US
WORDS HAVE NO MEANING
I AM SO COLD
SO COLD
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