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way down there

almost out of reach of my senses

hard to see from up here

a suit of flesh and bones lies discarded but there is life in it still unperturbed by its obsolescence

heaving

breathing

still believing

I’m not leaving

like a shipwreck

that’s never seen the ocean

idly disregarded

by my essence’s

evanescence

evermore

an open door

let’s have our fill

let’s take some more

lust, empyreal,

undone of flesh and its rules

only fools ask “is it real”

always one more layer to peel

send in the ghouls

angels flare

in astral inflorescence

hide their discarnated fear

herding souls

by hapless psychic smallness guarded

ere dread moves in for the kill

and sparks its roaring cruel incandescence

- solo - Arran McSporran

safety’s a mirage

every psalm’s just a threnody

when the world rides on wings of entropy and its ceaseless sabotage

demons teem

might as well join them

for more lucid is the dream

that has coined them

they perish all the same

but at least they know

make me one of you

I accede

make me one of you

- solo - Fountainhead

there’s no path to take

when there’s no direction but astray

but abdication of futile ambition

and all pretense of relevance

I reject eternity

for eternity is hell

seething

weaving shunless grieving

for those believing

better to make me one of you

I accede

make me one of you

whatever lasts forever

with no end in sight

before long will become

unbearable, a tyranny

terrible, a blasphemy

against merciful death

the original apostasy

I shall not serve