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Adzes - Rahayu
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Worried - drown
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The good and evil in every man’s soul...
In the shadow of the moon
Things go blood red
I no longer see this room
Or hear what was said
I don’t know what happened next
Was it the thrashing of limbs?
Am I the victim of unholy hex?
Violence became my whim
I wake naked and bloody
My comrades seem to be gone
My surroundings I now study
Is this where I belong?
The curse of the...
Of the Werewolf
In the nighttime
Things are different
I become beastly
I become not me
The curse of the...
Of the Werewolf
Loved ones no longer...
Here with me
Intoxicated
I am not man
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Putrescine - Enraptured
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Enraptured
Cross the gate of astral leys
Into a world of endless flesh
Corrupted grit and hellish spit
Come to break thy spirit
Conjuring the crimson fervour
To explore these halls further
Yonic halls strewn with orbs
Awash in the light of thousands
The light a valis pink
Into the warm we sink
Written in the walls of tepid flesh
Is the mark of the Great Serpent
By the hand of the Crystal Maker
And his will prurient
O' Serpent reign in these halls
May your light wash over me
O' Maker with crooked smile
Cast this soul upon the breeze
Enraptured
The serpent strikes for me
As I take hold of its body
Burning fangs penetrate me
Beginning its coiling embrace
The realm shifts
Into a malleable reality
I grasp again at the Serpent
Lasping into my will
It changes from deity to rodent
Falling as a drop of white
Into the Moonlight
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Yongary, Monster of the Deep
Yongary, Monster of the Deep
Yongary, never misses a beat
The simulacrum from the west
Has replaced all the rest
This South Korean Godzilla
Was probably not the best
Dancing to the beat of the surf
Punish those who tread on their turf
Yongary, Monster of the Deep
Yongary, Monster of the Deep
Yongary, Monster of the Deep
Yongary, Monster of the Deep
Crank the radio, kid
It’s their favorite groove
That surf rock jam
Will make ‘em move
Yongary, Monster of the Deep
Yongary
Yongary
Yongary
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Kudzu/Grendel
Our bodies know the truth
Deep within
Tendril, stem, and root
Sinew, bone, and gut
We know not where we’re from
These tangled vines
A topography
Of who we are
But who has the tongue to speak it?
Inhale: desperation
Exhale: hope
Inhale: dead systems
Exhale: new visions
Inhale: our apathy
Exhale: love in action
Inhale: death
Exhale: life
I have walked the ages
Searching a shelter
A place that might not exist
Standing here betwixt
multiple worlds of being,
of seeing what’s to come
The stalker on the border
walker of the plains
Feared yet not fearing
Carving new maps in my skin
Can these bridged fingertips
Trace paths that lead home?
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***Ad Break***
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Melancholy In E♭ Minor
My heart is an abandoned nest in a leafless winter tree, in a dying forest devoid of life beneath a lightless sky. Black as pitch and barely beating pumping tar like blood, through spider veins and arteries to organs craving rest.
My body is a parody of what it used to be. A weakened husk, a broken wreck, a vessel of regret. Subjected to agony, a gallery of hurt, pain is all I know. I am a prison of flesh and bone.
There are no beasts underneath my bed for they all reside inside my head.
Once full of light and full of life I knew only hope and joy. Darkness fell and never left and all faith was destroyed. Corrupted by despondency, blemished by despair, disenchanted and forlorn my existence is impaired.
Defeated by my body and defeated by my mind. Existing on a precipice, survival is a grind. There is no pride in suffering, misery is not profound. I do not wish to die but I want the pain to end.
There are no beasts underneath my bed for they all reside inside my head.
Haunted by the ghosts of my deep and distant past. Tormented by the demons I failed to exorcise. Traumatic skeletons crawl around inside my mind. The black dog scratches at my door each and every night.
There are no beasts underneath my bed for they all reside inside my head.
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Witnesses - Borgo Pass
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You Don’t Believe in Monsters
Feel the chill up your spine.
Turn around.
No one’s there.
In the dark where monsters hide,
but you don’t believe.
Why don’t you believe in monsters?
We’re everywhere.
Waiting for you not to fear.
Disbelief does not make us disappear.
We’re in the corner of your eye.
You make us stronger when you deny.
Don’t step out from the light.
We’re hungry and ready to bite.
Die.
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Roll for Initiative
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