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I will reconstruct this machine to withhold its new direction.
I want to be numb.
I have been destructed, immobilized, buried by our junction.
Reconstruct.
Overwhelmed by my corrupted life.
The bearing I once started has been lost among the animation of what I’ve become.
Collaboration of this being and the architect’s reflection.
Sealed for so long in a tomb of assurance, this structure Is a misconception.

This moment's passing breeze
Feels like your tender breath
I used to know so well
The silence is crushing
The white noise that used to call my name

Break down and all my thoughts have escaped me
Except for all the things that show me your face

It's as if I've fallen with the fall. Like leaves from trees, standing short and tall.
My lungs are frozen from the winter air. A stale cold and respiratory flare.
Crimson scatters near the roots of the last soldier from the summer.
It's as if the battle happened here and the bodies were buried under.
A tectonic drift and polar shift would ensure our camouflage.
It would be as if we never happened, and this place was a mirage.
We constantly collide with the troposphere. We cut straight through like Roman spear.
Displacing oxygen like a paid assassin. Promised to forget because it never happened.

Nurtured by the spirits of the wilderness;
the only mother we have left.
She is the web in the willow hoop.
Like feathers, we just hang in the air.
Open arms to a mother’s gift.
Electric sensations pulsating through our ribs.
Breathing life into our dreams
While nightmares wear.

In my grasp are my dreams personified
A unity of fiction and reality, the birth of beauty
The only one of its kind
Its grace exceeding limits set by the sky
Years had come and gone and my desire with them
A caged perpetuation of hope
A tally kept upon my body of days I care not to know
So effortless, I seemed to let myself decline

Take a breath. Enter the unknown. Watch your step. It’s an escape to the world anew. Flood yourself with colors and senses on overload. Sink inside yourself. Watch out for the bottom because there's no turning back once it​ t​akes control and you prefer this new creation. The pain exits slowly, and there’s nothing left but bliss. Floating out at sea, away from reality. It pulls me under, the tide will blow your mind. I'm drifting in and out of ocean dreams. It pulls me under, the tide will blow your mind. My pulse is sent into overdrive. Trying to calm my nerves with an unnatural catalyst. Agitator, wave maker, incendiary, excite my life. Floating out at sea, away from reality. It pulls me under, the tide will blow your mind. I'm drifting in and out of ocean dreams. It pulls me under, the tide will blow your mind. Drifting in and out. Drifting in and out of reality. Drifting in and out of ocean dreams. Drifting in and out of reality. Drifting in and out. Let your mind drift.

My primordial fears have been recognized as the indignation swells within me.
As swiftly as I’ve been denied, Alpha hails Omega’s ending.
To recreate would break covenants and leave prophecies unfulfilled, but to
hesitate would halt movements and condemn the stronger willed.
Embittered by the haze of the task I must complete, my body recalls initiative
rising slowly to its feet. Nerve endings severed from their controlling host.
A calloused consciousness contorts the mind.
Physicality piloted by an outer ghost, no longer prefaced with a sense of time.

When was the last time you looked at me with adoration? I’ve only existed by the blessing of your apparition. I am drowning, falling from the surface. To lose what is closest to me is the end of my beginning. Adapting forms consume the thought of this love ending. I am drowning, falling further from the surface. You were the constant truth that gave my life purpose. Conflict resides inside my desperate lungs. Maintain the oxygen or just fill up. I feel so close to you again. Let a scream out and the water in. This was meant for us to share, an elegy sung for you to hear. Unending love from a heart that’s been sinking since you left. I am the son remembering his father’s death. To lose what is closest to me is the end of my beginning. Adapting forms consume the thought of this love ending. Unending love.

I’ve been built up to be destroyed.
Betrayed myself and my intuition.
Distracted by plagues of common ploys.
Weighing heavy with antagonistic intension.
Now I am frail.
By design, this framework is meant to fail.
I’ll be buried with the bodies of the ones I’ve sent to hell.
Should I be relieved that I’ve been graced with this?

The bright lights strike the gun metal grey.
Surrogate stars reflecting off of the shining vessels
that carry us through the avenues of these vicious circles.
Gun metal grey, and isolation blue.

Bright lights,
but the darkness sustains.
Opening floodgates to the lonely terrain.

Indifferent feelings yield a drain of ambition.
Take me back to the days when I felt moment retract the ground from beneath my feet.
Every step that I took was a long stride toward my destination.
This is a beautiful dream undeserving to be held in smug contempt.
Grasp what you have value that, and never let it go.
The word repetition becomes the word consistency. Never let it go.
The word change becomes the word new. Never let it go.
Bring me back down to humility.

[feat. Adam Langston of By Blood and Iron]

Unconscious existence that lingers within, forget your inherent pride.
Cling to the concept of perpetual grief and allow yourself to die.
Hand over hand, you’ve made your way down to an altitude of disdain.
Without neglect, perseverance became you, and you are now the same.
Two In one, a mutual creature that I will not acquit.
Enfold this gift of reassurance because you will soon have none of it.

This silver lining is only a mirage
Held up by the crooked spines of our pasts
As weak as a sheet of paper
Our paper spines will collapse
And we thought they would hold us up
We stare upon this empty junction
What's left for us to conceal
We're sowing seeds of destruction

As our world oscillates to shake the weak remains, show your strength. Resist all temptation to follow illusions expressed with safety. Open up your wings, and fly to sanctuary. Trying to dislocate from talk and scoff that shows them what they are. Murderous words might
as well been sent by a bullet. Keep your eyes closed and your fingers crossed. ‘Til our paths meet, I'll try to lead the way.

As our world oscillates to shake the weak remains, show your strength.
Resist all temptation to follow illusions expressed with safety.
Open up your wings, and fly to sanctuary.
Trying to dislocate from talk and scoff that shows them what they are.
Murderous words might as well been sent by a bullet

We are reborn, our hope resurfaced, our faith renewed.
Set us free. We find safety in the isolation of the catacombs absent of light that we can't bear to watch burnout.
Desperate souls frightened by the new found glimmer of infinite beauty that we can't bear to lose.
We are reborn. Our hope resurfaced, our faith renewed set us free.
I'm tired of feeling alone, surrounded by the company of charming ghosts.
I was on my own. The emptiness left when you exercised my haunted soul.
I will never stray from the only constant I've ever known.
I am forever grateful to be here with you.

I’ve lingered for far too long in the shallows of this water.
A body, cold and constant, embraces the gift of a daughter.
To be wrapped in the arms of a tormenting giant.
She is carried with an air of relentless defiance.
Beautiful beyond comparison.
Her lungs embrace the toxic air.
Knowing this, she takes a breath.
Beautiful beyond comparison.

Pulse

Embraced by the fluidic abyss I adore.
Engulfed in beauty that I cannot see.
Pressure mounting on its floor.
Granulated rock shifts beneath my feet.

Accepted as a companion to the creatures,

Motion after motion, the gears of process slow.
I’ve seen the actions of the past conflict with tension.
In a weakened state, solitude is found.
Abound are those lead blindly without resistance.
Alone, in myself, I find solid ground.
Deeper into the introvert psyche, carried by my curiosity.
I found a wonderment without a watcher awaiting for a worthwhile ponder.
I can interpret the faint details that are not discovered within myself.

I've seen the eyes of men turn from blue to gray
I've felt their hearts stand still from life to death
Truth is something lost beyond the grave
Corrupted thoughts now hold us in chains
This is our chance to rise
Before the building crumbles, before we die
Hand and hand join us together this last second
Let's reconcile what was this place and rebuild the

Cityscape Skeletons
Taking shape and growing skin
Layer and layer is peeled away
Exhausted

From the repetition of always needing to rebuild
Worn down faces in colorful barren places

This lackadaisical mind, the cap to my spine, is weighted with worries for the punishment of all of our crimes.
As graceful as the rising sun at dawn, you open your mouth, but words don't shine out.
Entangled as one (Our bodies are two...) Spiritual deviation (...yet my heart's inside you). Entangled as one (You've swallowed it whole...) Spiritual Deviation (...like a ghost in my home).

You've become mute in the waters. Trapped inside this aquifer.
Everything with meaning is filtered out, and stopped from streaming.
Entangled as one. Spiritual deviation. Our bodies are two, yet my heart is inside you.

These blackholes in my hands, so endless,
swallowing everything that I see.
This open wound in my chest, so endless.
Devour me.
Shameful desire, spreading like a wildfire.
You’ve seen it yourself.
Devour me.
Sickening shameful desire, spreading like a wildfire.

You’ve been torn between opposing forces.
The drag of this contingent event is unbearable because of these tectonics that
shift beneath your feet.
It is arrogant to disregard and foolish to turn away.
An ignorant bliss does not exist in a reality that ceases to live.
You are falling forward while falling back.
Too adorned with blemishes that hide the facts.
This world around you is drifting through an ocean that despises you, and the

Centuries of terrestrial life force flowing through our fingertips.
Spirits of our ancestors guiding our hands.
Supernatural entities benevolent and fused with nature, blessing our minds with endearing wisdom and the passion of warriors.
A lone stranger will come to save us.
A brewing tempest in the skin of a man.
Brace for stainless steel, rendered useless by hand carven passion of the arrow wood.
We willing martyrs will die to grant our people their better days.
Wolves behind the masks, provoke conflict on our soil.

I am a spirit
Divested of human capabilities
I am a spirit
There are masses alike
Hiding in plain sight

Open your eyes
You cannot perceive me