Becoming

Dark clouds cover the sky blocking the pale illusive moonlight. A false feeling of protection from that Which obscures the perception of reality. But am I not ready to see beyond the matrix And surrender to the magnificence Of my own being and embrace immortality? Cold water lands upon my face drowning my thoughts And my flesh it does purify. Tonight we roam in absolute darkness, Guided only by the light within. Radiating.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

So, we’ll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we’ll go no more a-roving By the light of the moon.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

She spoke of a time before the land was weary Before the earth was purified By the edicts of flame and consumed By the conspiring tides As the clock winds down once again And the timeline forks, Expand or expire, Transform or fly away like leaves in the denying winds

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Now time stands still Despite our withering world I am enchanted by the nocturnal winds Still in the emptiness and silence Heart beating in time to the rhythm of the endless sea No longer searching No longer wandering the empty lands in the blood of winter I walk in shadows What shall be will be Before the dawning of the day I’ll fade away Truth exists in nothing and nothing exists outside the mind Conduit closing

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

And a dark wind blows… Empty vessels left scattered around the roads to nowhere and as we Move past the darkness, I can’t hear a word. We’ve been trapped in the belly of a leviathan But the beast to now bleeding out slowly into the cosmos. The darkness The sadness The sickness The madness Washed away in a magnificent storm The earth was beautiful on fire. Now purified. There are truly the last days of time.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025