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Who Goes There
04:41
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Frozen in ice, frozen in time
hibernation, ages drift by
unearthly wreck lying in wait
unearthed at last by unsuspecting
prey
biotic usurper infiltrating
somatic invader assimilating
perfect imitation its form is unknown
Who’s an impostor, or one of their own?
I wish you could see your eyes
The paranoia inside
don’t trust them till they die
Who goes there
beneath the permafrost it hides
for dormant aeons it lies
Dead but dreaming in ice
who goes there
descend again into the ice escaping from the fire
adrift within the tide of time, eternally i lie
await the day that i arise once more from the grave
the earth will tremble as i begin to proliferate
cut off from help, they face it alone
One by one they slaughter their own
winter approaches, I slumber again
they wait in vain to see what happens
I wish you could see your eyes
The paranoia inside
don’t trust them till they die
Who goes there
beneath the permafrost I hide
for dormant aeons I lie
Dead but dreaming in ice
who goes there
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Gathered in the desert to build
An instrument so terrible that it would end the war
Harnessing the atom to their will
The Trinity test created a trinity of cores
Chasing the threshold of prompt criticality
Daghlian tickled the dragon’s tail
Neutron reflector sealed his fate
Brick by tungsten carbide brick
Arms race pushing to the brink of war
Harbinger of death to usher in the end of days
A fifth horseman to join the four
No earthbound steed he rides the sky on the Enola Gay
Neutrons ejected a flash of blue light
Daghlian screamed with the Geiger counter
Removing the bricks, and burning his hand
But the damage was done
Nausea, sour taste, heat wave, panic
Burning, peeling, blistered, tissue
Organs failing, blue lips, coma
Twenty five days passed until they
Pulled the plug
Stripped of its birthright to kill
Its brothers turning cities into graveyards overturned
Jewel voice stopped cruel bombs
Still it found a way to manifest its killing urge
With beryllium tampers and a flathead screwdriver
Slotin, too, tickled the dragon’s tail
A slip of his hand, and the domes reunite
To the onlookers’ dismay
Nine days passed and so did Slotin
Scorching organs, 3D sunburn
Rotting from the inside outward
Instant understanding, he said
Well that does it
Breaking the chain for all time
Melting down the core but still they couldn’t let it die
Offspring to carry the line
Its legacy of terror leaves you nowhere left to hide
Evil incarnate, incarnate again
One war to the next: always present
Even in death, its powers continue
Earning its title: the demon core
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Anticop
03:25
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Transient Beings
04:32
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Living in fear of eternity
while slowly succumbing to entropy
sic transit gloria mundi
your mistakes and achievements die with you
the stench of death clings to your skin
what would you give for one more year or one more hour
futility of life you give in
reaper’s shadow fast drawing near
the here and now
all that you get
a zero sum game
wormfood or ash
all that you’ll be
a particle wave
one day you will die
so don’t waste your time
you are what you do
flawless facade gutted inside
rotting away behind your mask of success
hung up constructed reality
forgetting it’s all just a means to an end
the stench of death clings to your skin
what would you give for one more year or one more hour
futility of life you give in
reaper’s shadow fast drawing near
the here and now
all that you get
a zero sum game
wormfood or ash
all that you’ll be
a particle wave
one day you will die
so don’t waste your time
you are what you do
becoming what you’ve been pretending
the ends that you’ve worked for forgotten
cowering behind what’s expected
the what-ifs are worthless you have no way back
the stench of death clings to your skin
what would you give for one more year or one more hour
futility of life you give in
reaper’s shadow fast drawing near
the here and now
all that you get
a zero sum game
wormfood or ash
all that you’ll be
a particle wave
one day you will die
so don’t waste your time
you are what you do
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Revenant
03:01
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I arise from the floor like a corpse from the grave
the room is still spinning, my face deathly grey
I guess that I used my shoes as a pillow?
I’m still wearing pants...to practice I go!
I have to pull over, on my hands and knees
Beside the road in the bushes I heave
I arrive in a haze and I try to set up
I get halfway done then I have to throw up
I AM dying from hangover
VOMIT delirium tremens
VULTURES circling overhead
DEAD MAN I lie on the floor
I AM alcohol revenant
VOMIT force it back down again
VULTURES carcass reanimate
DEAD MAN I’m back from the grave
vomit filling my
mouth vision closing in
headache ripping my skull
Bile leaking from my corpse
as i lie on the floor
waiting for the end
desiccated on the ground
cadaver mummified
carcass zombified
In my burial chamber
Spinning room my tomb
Now i rise again
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The Deluge of Fire
06:24
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fire of knowledge
harnessing prometheus’s gift
dreams of progress
but intentions of progression turn to war
fire burns rampant
a deadly gift in the hands of fools
dominating impulse
Myopic minds beget their own demise
marked by radiation burns
death raiders stalk the sands
cancerous goiters, extra limbs
forsaken children of the second sun
men feed upon men
and scavenge what they can from the carcass of the old world
fallout contorts them
twisted into form by the final war
the deluge of fire the second sun scoured the earth
the end of an epoch the grip of a nuclear winter
mutated anthropoids pick at the bones of the past
the wolves of the red forest feed on the corpse of mankind
end of the anthropocene
humanity begins to wane
cities sunken in the sand
nothing beside remains
entombed in their bunkers
clinging to the world powered by the black fuel
blinded by hubris
encased in slag as the wasteland burns
the deluge of fire the second sun scoured the earth
the end of an epoch the grip of a nuclear winter
mutated anthropoids pick at the bones of the past
the wolves of the red forest feed on the corpse of mankind
All of human history
lost to the oblivion of time
echoless eternity
no trace left behind
fire of knowledge
prometheus returns to earth again
fire burns rampant
the cycle of extinction starts anew
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