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The first revelation

split my skull

Time was never a river

It was a graveyard of truths.

The past never died

It feeds beneath the present

Rotting memories claw upward

Through the marrow of existence

Every second still screaming

Every sin still awakes

The universe is a carcass

That refuses to decay

I touched the corpse of yesterday

And it answered my hand

Every memory opened

Like a mouth full of knives

Time does not flow

It festers a wound in the flesh of reality

God promised eternity

But eternity is rot.

Past and future nailed together

On the black cross of eternity

God promised eternity

But eternity is rot.

Memory is not merci

It is contact with the dead

Every thought is a summoning

Every dream is a crypt

Memory is not merci

It is a touch of the dead

Every thought is a summoning

Every dream a tomb in my head

Nothing fades.

Nothing leaves.

And eternity…

is the blasphemy.

Nothing grows

Nothing dies

And your mind

makes you feel the lies

Childhood howled beside tomorrow

Dead seconds crawled through my veins

All moments collapsing together

In a cathedral of pain

Time does not flow

It festers a wound in the flesh of reality

There is no salvation

Only accumulation.

Past and future nailed together

On the black cross of eternity

There is no salvation

Only accumulation.

Memory is not merci

It is contact with the dead

Every thought is a summoning

Every dream is a crypt

Memory is not merci

IT is a touch of the dead

Every thought is a summoning

Every dream a tomb in my head