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Here I sit, grasping the past stretch
Of my presence and bringing my toil to completion
Alone I remain with the task of bringing us an end
Made of grief, of gloom, it will bear a new conception
I no longer search
I no longer think
I no longer doubt
As the chains pierce the heavens i recall triumphant times
Standing on this hollow mountain, once our most sacred place
Defiled in agony, its veins are empty like my immortal life
We were architects, great builders
The alchemic path lead us to our inner gold
Now our city lies in ruins
Our greatest achievement corrupted
MYNSKH! I bow to you
The glowing sun is imprisoned by my sadness and will be
My avatar, for only it can purge what we have
become, what we once were
These chains i forge
every piece a soul of MYNSKH
I am the anvil – the source
Through the black heavens they reach
To enchain the living sun
The ravishment of light
and so i pull
AND SO I PULL
AND SO I PULL
AND SO I PULL
AND SO I PULL
AND SO I PULL
But what is this?
Is it peace?
Have we been living in perfection all along?
Was i wrong?
Am i insane?
All that remains is our greatest gift to give
The amendment of a cosmic Fault
And my undying sadness
Everything is basked in its glorious radiance, our husk is scorched
Our flesh is charred
All that remains is our greatest gift to give
The amendment of a cosmic Fault
Too long have i lingered, and waited to see
Purpose for my people
Yet not the even the birth and death of a god
Could save us from this outcome
What have we done?
And so i pull
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We have reached the gradient of deepest black
A dark perversion of guiding unlight
Obscured by cancerous clouds
Where visions turn to memories
I can feel its veins pulsing through the stone
And the howling of a flaying storm
Ancient knowledge enthroned on the summit
I will ascend to bring forth the ore
I will conquer this colossal tragedy
We will be free
From the umbilical chord nurturing our disaster
Preventing us from lashing out
Coutiously i make my climb - For the Whore is ever lurking in ones spirit
Upwards i crawl - Wont stray from the path
Seeking wisdom on the mount
This journey wont be easy, its not meant to be
For the path of the wise and the worker is hard by necessity
For only in solitude, quiet and pain
Will this knowledge come to me
Placing the last small piece to heal the mislead slaves
And the chosen one will show his face
We have reached the gradient of deepest black
A dark perversion of guiding unlight
Obscured by cancerous clouds
Where visions turn to memories
I can feel its veins pulsing through the stone
And the howling of a flaying storm
Ancient knowledge enthroned on the summit
I will ascend to bring forth the ore
I will conquer this colossal tragedy
We will be free
From the umbilical chord nurturing our disaster
Preventing us from lashing out
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ATMAAH
06:38
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Ripped out of mother chaos´ shattering embrace
A twisted vision of a demiurge
An anomaly of screaming souls
The source unkown but i cant resist
And into nothingness i am drawn
Realities are shaping me
Dimensions dissecting me
Drowning in dark matter
Raping stars, devouring worlds
Cursing gods on their ancient thrones
The birthing of things that shouldnt be born
Imbedded in darkness, facing the madness
Dazed by their screams, onward I must fall
Ripped to fragments, rebuilt again by the tide of time
Not to be tamed, my choice is extinct
Aspects of my Pilgrimage
Not to be tamed, my choice is extinct
Aspects of I
Living the horrors of existance
Binding the mind to strings of conciousness
Obliterating whole galaxies, reshaping the universe
Falling through tribulation
A familiar sensation from an unknown beholder
Ripped to fragments, yet still alive
Conceived again, only to endure
Your screams run like poison in my cosmic veins
Your corrupted endevours are the virtue i need
Memories of innocence, singed by affliction
My gently genocide, will bring you perfection once more
Dazed by their screams, onward I must fall
Ripped to fragments, rebuilt again by the tide of time
My creators draw near, I cannot delay
With the powers you have bestowed me
You will be ground to ash
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Alas! See these walls!
A city to outshine all pantheons
And their slothful gods
A Symbol of Supremacy!
Free from the chains of instinct-driven creatures!
Unchainend we walk the path of the worker
And master every skill there is
We tricked mortality
Carved out our eyes
To see cosmic mysteriums unfold!
Forlorn are these Stones
As shadows dancing in every alley
With the Whore
The Great Whore of the Abyss
Mother of chaos, we refuse to join your shattering embrace!
Aeon after aeon we bathed in our perfection
Till a certain smell fullfilled the air
A smell of things to come
A well known stench
From times long past
After achieving the highest form of greatness
After creating a perfect piece of art
When you solved every riddle the great blackness offered you
What is there left to do?
What is there left to do?
Lets dwell in our most twisted wishes
Urges long suppressed
Celebrate the wickedness lurking in us
Give yourself to the unnatural
To Kill
To Feast
To Rot
To Fuck
Lets drown this city in rivers of pus and shit
Lets tear down these walls
Lets burn this city down!
And join her hypnotizing dance
Lets rejoin her shattering embrace
Lets feed on her decaying milk
Such bitterwseet venom cursing our souls
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A Screaming God
11:01
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A perpetual cry is ripping through me
Turning buildings to ash in a maelstrom of hate
Its sinister grasp descends on my soul
Ancient memories of maddening pain are devouring my mind
Have i become the vessel?
The incarnation of our anguish, dementia, our decadence
This primal-form of darkness - Falling into the blackest abyss
Such agony in that shriek - Descending like fire
Darkening the sky above
I am floating in burning mercury
As its hunger feasts on my agony
A convergation on a massive scale
And the sky seems to twist, yanked down into itself
As if a score of invisible hands, reaching through unseen portals
Grasping the fabric of the world with cold, destructive, unnatural, rage
The scream is unnending
Rage and unbearable pain meshed together like twin strands
In an ever-tightening rope
Closing in a noose around my neck
And the sky seems to twist, yanked down into itself
As if a score of invisible hands, reaching through unseen portals
Grasping the fabric of the world with cold, destructive, unnatural, rage
I am floating in burning mercury
As its hunger feasts on my agony
A convergation on a massive scale
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MYNSKH Vienna, Austria
MYNSKH is
An entity,
A dream,
A dead ocean reeking of rotten perfection.
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