FRACTAL UNIVERSE LYRICS

1. Premiss To Reality

Naught Ere the beginning of times
Blindfolded by icy breaths on oneiric spaces
Like shadows we experienced to create
Choking on stardust - to be born or to be

Lifeless matter stood away from time
Roots thrust deep into the aerial grounds
As macrocosm of an infinitesimal supernova
We're elements of gravity on a fractal universe

Abyss' eyes upon a moonlight-born meniscus
Simultaneously inside and outside we lived
Linked in anonymity - bottomless and topless
Flowers of chaos in a contingent enlightenment

Reality laid still, a fear to be drawn
On the immaculate canvas of genesis

As furrows aflame in the wake of the temporal wheel
Fractal elements we used to creep under the weight of gravity
Longing for the threnody of celestial choirs
In a verticality momentum we rise to gaze upon...

In a mist layer shrouded world we dream like puny ghosts
Anthropomorphic - we established a sense of gravity
Time as an artifact of the curved line of matter
A before and an after whereby life shall be our archetype

2. Coronation Of Humanity I: Sons Of Ignorance

Matter could not bear the vision of the Blind
As only darkness pierced through unconscious gates
They used to bow down before the black-glowing suns

Yielding substantial wombs to words of reality

A nameless raven swept the earthly meniscus
Skimming the sparkling winds with its monochrome wings
Tearing translucent waters like a veil of flesh

Untainted – The Third Eye
Emerged – From the Dephts

Come to me – Sons of ignorance
Humanity's coronation – Wreathed in clairvoyance

Behold – Thy mind begot the essence of verity
Blinded – For in its namesake Thou shalt be

And thus they weaved the world with lying webs
Bright and uncompromising, infested with emotions

And thus they built the world for their children's memorial
Naming the stars after their enlightened sights

Come to me – Sons of ignorance...

3. Coronation of Humanity II: Scar Legacy Of Hatred

…Humanity’s Coronation

Wreathed in clairvoyance
Lucid to solely stare into naught
Wrapped in dead silence
We fade to solitude

In the abstract hands of genesis
Consciousness created life in its image
Taking the anthropocentric shape of their desires

The more rose the light-burned leaves unto the wrath of Ra
The more sank heroic roots deep into subsurface springs
We now might be through the prism of existence

But, curving space through immemorial time
In shadows of deadly haste they wrote
Hatred's upstrokes upon each other's skins

From light violence flew to shade to thus return
Blessed in arcane waters by their own-drawn fear

And, curving space in spite of immemorial time
In shadows of hopeless wait I sense
Hatred's token deep in my ghostly flesh

Dazzled by obliveon's reflexions we shall push away
Contingency that once wove our human crown

Wreathed in thorns, baptized yet naked
Already acclaiming the blindfolded to come

4. Parricidal Ghosts

Crowned with light of prismatic clouds to be
Thousands of water drops to fill the sea
Boundless spaces opened behind this name

Although tainted by skyless dawns aflame
Stenches of necrosed humankind's breath
Choking with the panacea of death

Uniqueness – ambivalent creation
Imago sinking into oblivion

That presaged greed to spawn in hearts crawling to the ever-forsaken
Which stared restless at their father's fist closed on this upper perdition

Rising once again against the Other’s dominion
Strangling with its tail in an endless repetition
In the blood of their forebears we baptised our children

Nerves flickering in the windy caress
A moth flew beneath this moonlit promise

Scarlet quills of violence, this vengeful duality
United in knowledge sprang from multiplicity

Rising once again against the Other’s dominion
Strangling with its tail in endless repetition
In the blood of their forebears we baptised our children

Gathered to recover what they once lost
Carving the flesh of their own flesh with might
They tore his limbs in a reckless delight
A parricidal feast upon his ghost

Sphinx down ere fulfilment of prophecy
Death merging with life – born anew in guilt
Wandering blindfolded midst thorns they built
Moral effigies for humanity

Rising once again against the Other’s dominion
Strangling with its tail in infinite repetition
In the blood of their forebears we baptised our children

The wheel is turning, end annihilated from actions
Children of deceit cursed by ancient generations
We are the last preachers of sinful aberrations

5. Venomous Coils Of A Holy Fallacy

Hopeless they stood
Fatherless and guilty
Begetting in sorrow
Alone amongst themselves

Dawnless and curved
Loathing our finiteness
The first eye that killed
And the last one that saw

These faces altered into a play of shameful reflections
Fists open on puny ghosts beneath rainy laments
We are possessed by the foundations of a sacred premise

Willows of guilt thrust their roots deep in essential grounds
Over turbid swamps we walk, beyond an earthly sight we believe
Down by the Styx' springs towards bottomless skies we sink

Venomous coils of a holy fallacy
Sights whole to transcend multiplicity

Strangling contingency between the serpentine coils of fate
Upon nihilist surfaces a celestial venom to be distilled

Rose the third-named altars where shined mists oniric
For arachnidean greed self-fragments dwell in webs of reality

Venomous coils of a holy fallacy
Bleak lands annihilating unity

For our inner streams have painted scarlet the horizons
In an illusory delight we weaved metaphysic veils
Crowned heavens with stars-eyed canvases

For we stare at the preaching mouths of creatures beyond
Spewing out the subservience of a Manichaean nightmare
Thrown in shaded projections we became chosen serves

Trapped in ancestral crypts
Amid moonlit archetypes
That sinful legacy
Denied our identity

6. Backworldsmen

Wegsehn wollte der Schöpfer von sich, - da schuf er die Welt.
Trunkne Lust ist's dem Leidenden, wegzusehn von seinem Leiden und sich zu verlieren.
Trunkne Lust Und Selbst-sich-Verlieren dünkte mich einst die Welt.

Diese Welt, die ewig unvollkommene, eines ewigen Widerspruches Abbild und unvollkommnes Abbild - eine trunkne Lust ihrem unvollkommnen Schöpfer: - also dünkte mich einst die Welt.

Also warf auch ich einst meinen Wahn jenseits des Menschen, gleich allen Hinterweltlern. Jenseits des Menschen in Wahrheit?

Ach, ihr Brüder, dieser Gott, den ich schuf, war Menschen-Werk und -Wahnsinn, gleich allen Göttern!
Mensch war er, und nur ein armes Stück Mensch

Und Ich: aus der eigenen Asche und Gluth kam es mir, dieses Gespenst, und wahrlich! Nicht kam es mir von Jenseits!

7. A Name To Deny

Once blood-blessed at cold dawn, providential heavens
That turned into roots the gift of identity
In the name of ruled effigies of existence
All power out loud, quoth the Father : “Thou shalt be”

Embracing in hate black suns of contingency
They created the world after their own-drawn fear
But how could I exist if I am doomed to be
We consecrate creation with a name to tear

The chalice bore us nameless, naked – solitude's creation
Wholeness lands lifted over Unitarian aberration

Staying red deep the tearful eyes of our failing derision
As slowly rose from naught the cursed winds of children's horizon

And though daylights are restlessly worshipped amidst midnight seeds
Deathbreath always carries the flame of our namesake dreamlike greeds

Blessed at blood cold dawn from providential heavens
Turning the gift of being into creation
Worshipping the festering laws of existence
All breaths damned for Humanity's coronation

Staying red deep the tearful eyes of our failing derision
As slowly rose from naught the cursed winds of children's horizon

Give highest mounts the force to build a memorial to silence
We are the ones whose denial carved names twisted in violence

8. Narcissistic Loop

Reflective illusions have bred an endless spiral
Perpetual path of a fleeting inner universe
We now sow the signs of timeless sacred oaks

We are but as many narcissistic loops

Down beneath heavens
Sketching diurnal nightmares
Down before an ever-grey doom
For a causality to preach

Down...

To worship the intrinsic relics of an ambivalent parricide
As blinded mist hunters we smashed mirrors into pieces
Dreaming new idols in shades of black

Down beneath heavens
Sketching diurnal nightmares
Down before an ever-grey doom
For a causality to preach

La conscience a établi un clivage paradoxal, projetant notre regard vers les reflets de sombres hauteurs – enfouissant les sources de notre existence. Créant le mouvement à travers le phénomène, nous avons conçu la fin comme la transcendance du moyen. L'illusion d'une causalité rassurante annihilant l'action, le moment, le sentiment, l'être, le divin... Nous sombrons toujours plus profondément dans les affres du déterminisme.

Perpetuating through rusty statues
As the choirs of human essence
Being despite inexistence

As motionless summits under gloomy clouds we stand
Corroded by the acid rain of knowledge
The new bark of a suppurating bilateral dominion

We are but as many narcissistic loops
As many water drops on wrathful winds of wholeness

9. Decline

From a crimson dusk embracing the fall of winter heights
That took monochrome dreams over with moonless sights

Moonless yet dazzling like sand dunes
Flayed through a nameless misery
Our voices sink against the nocturnal singings
Into the dusty ennui of a conform thought

In the hollows of ocean valleys I wander
This nagging glimmer shall remain my grandest curse
Faces fallen as the threnody of a circular pendulum
Through aeons still I wonder

Solitude stays an earthly sorrow
Aquatic reflections – our infernal shadows

Holding burning suns in our ritual hands
Hell is an earthly abode
A sweet flagrance of genetic poison
Sparkling violence and intrinsic hatred

Under the ashes of charred trees I rest
This nagging glimmer shall remain my deadliest curse
Faces drowned in the abyssal depths of mind
Through aeons still I wonder

Like clay creatures in a pre-existent altar
Carrying illusory flames under deceitful winds
My midnight melody
Alone amongst themselves

At twilight of highest mounts
Shall I face the world united
Ephemeral names – faceless
Through aeons still I wonder

When come the most silent hour
Throwing my heavy crown of light aside
I Listen to the depths-spurting springs' whispers

10. Collective Engram

Listen to the depths-spurting springs
Like a core in flames supporting an anaclitic bark
At death of night they whisper the faintest riddle
For those who still have an ear to behold

Through aeons still I used to gaze upon
Lyrical songs as an architectural monolith
Plebeian choirs in archaic dissonances
A fear shared midst uncounted unquenched roots

Humanity embraced by the archetype of death
Möbius strip... Engram of decline

Temporal wheel closed on a compulsive spiral
Purpose for purposes – to be born or to be
Our desires consumed us behind deceit
The twilit glows of truths gathered

I dreamt global crystal that withdraws into itself
Opening to reflect the starlit meniscus
So leaves shall fly away beyond the tops

Humanity embraced by the archetype of death
Möbius strip... Engram of decline

Threnody spawned from silent nothingness
Solitude among ourselves, one word to curse us all

Simultaneously inside and outside we stand
Like skin torn apart – narcissistic haemorrhage
Petrified by Möbius' deadly command
Under nocturnal skies of despair we bleed

Rise over thyself
Through aeons still I wondered
Gazing upon highest mounts
Whereas the truth rests in the abyss

Threnody spawned from silent nothingness
Solitude among ourselves, one word to curse us all

Rise under the lands
Man is something that must be overcome
Fall over the seas
For the answer dwells deep in thee

Humanity embraced by the archetype of death
Möbius strip... Engram of decline

Decline...







FRACTAL UNIVERSE LYRICS