1. Intro

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2. Atheria – A Sinister Prophecy

"Insanity compounds to usurpating forms,
pescatorial beliefs...
Enlightment find I not, though my mind relieves,
is it measured then with Megalopathic norms?

"Even my aplomb, sought illustre pleasure,
left me but incertitude, far beyond measure!

Yet through doubts and haunting,
your dispensations beam,
virtuosic tuition, makes the soul redeem!

Hear the moaning of my saphire sigh,
Availing crystallised truth to descry!
Convoke the vigourous fire to defy,
for its conflagration can my misery untie!

Glare perpetuate unlike the setting sun,
Merger of form, make chaos dust undone!

For Fire lives the death of Earth,
and Air the death of Fire,
Water lives the decline of Air,
and Earth the perishing of Water!"
old man

"This sigh, and bazzle, embolds me to speak:
Your mind appears flaccidly too weak
Weep now not, for glimps of a dream,
a reprimand, do upon my words redeem!
If indeed you search the brightness,
emitted from the perplexity of thought,
prevent the aim of your journey being nought!
Construct thyself a vessel, and with it sail away
lest thee become an unadmonished prey,
bound to death and Heraclitic decay!"

3. Visions – Echoes Of Dissension

"Now the tenuous, bawdily bonds
haul us no more to the spurious whore,
Dim carousals of mysery
brittle dissolve, become lecherously"

"Which grim fetters then, do shackle thee?
no knowledge or mores are here to see!
This amalgamate absurdity, I'll ne'er indulge
but avert – and flee!"

"Midst bright rays by thought adorn,
longs now our rogue for an eerie light
To what unknown regions of scorn,
whilst thou now wing thy solitary flight?"

"Cheerless, pallid and forlorn quivery,
disposes my mind not to gaiety!
Of stilted and stir conceit an eyrie,
I'd drivel rather through zoolatry!"

"Ignorance bound...to cast a shade...utters it in this untasty disgrace!
Wherever sight...might be obtained...blindness is preferred in its place!

Images, less opaque to the light as we,...Die!
are disavowed by thy scabrous spurning!...Kill!
Searching for nothing but an evermore yearning,...Frost!
Blinded and deplorably inapt to see!"

4. Amphitrite's Light

"Dazzled and ablazed, by such impudance enraged!
Roaring desire,
...profanity and ignorance drag peasants down the dust
Foaming fire,
...disallows repent for the solace sought in lust!
...strenuous disrelishment compells me to disgust!
...his fucking imbicillity makes the soul encrust!

Rising, to the
archimedean point...
My wrath alters to grief!

By the light of Amphitrite!
(– his impertinance, worn as a dress...-)
Dancing to please her gazer's sight!
(-...drags me down! –)
Erroneously, this can ne'er be
Truth, then, although he stays blind?
Enlightened, them or me?

Conveyed to the same dimension...
yet secluded of shared intension...

This darned transsubstantiation,
illusive, led astray?
Equivocal instigation...
What have I hereforth obtain'd?
-despondency, and dismay!-
Faded light of Amphitrite!

Entwined is beguiling truth dumb,
...decline my desperation!
...abolish all contestation!"

5. Peasant Feast – The Four Stages Of Syphilis

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6. Midnartiis

"Eerie the mystic detaches and prays:"

" We, who as fools,
dawdle across this earth,
-opaque, as shadows-
flee from its suffer
and senseless mirth,
exceed to merge innumerable worlds
to one, which is the splendour of beauty in all,
harness the realm of our thoughts to the stars,
that our mind a world of divine will sprawl.

MIDNARTIIS!!!

From the confused plurality of forms,
leads us astray: the Psychopompic journey!
As the ideas are the principal forms,
– landmarks of seas of lore –
figments alike, we should form in us,

THE SHADOWS OF IDEAS!

From these shades unfolds to see...
A sphere of wisdom and purity.
Deny thy body and refuse thy strength,
Save thy semen and walk with me...

Yet our brat crepitates and frowns:"

"Ne'er shall I grasp a sigh
of thy ludicrous, wretched confabulation
More, even, does a boar's arse,
deserve my veneration
Symptom of my generation!"

"Save thy semen and walk with me!"

7. Thy Poultry's Flight

"Have I observed this recklessness well,
that the crippledly-minded did tell?
Ghastly abhorrent repel,
my acrid end was sure to tell!"

"Why pledge to the sky,
that weeps upon thy pensive eye?
While thy fast decaying corpse,
is fed upon by worms!"

"Rampant!...In the murk of death!
Tyrant!... Do I lurk its breath?
Warrant!... Its awfulness!
Blatant!... Excreements!"

"Now a choice is presented to thee,
die in their hands or walk with me!
I'll build with thee a vessel whereby
we'll from out this hexaemeron fly!"

"Rather than being burned by those swines,
for this! An ever worse end, too indign!
When life manifests itself as concrete,
the raving abstract lunacy obsolete!"

"Again, a choice is presented to thee,
die in their hands or fly with me!"

8. Stultiferia Navis

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