Symbolik - In Servitude Of Silence

Wretched and Sullen
This path you follow

Roaming for weeks
Searching for the souls of servitude
A familiar stench of flesh
Corrodes his nose And in disgust he scouts his way

Seeking its source
He finds a tower Bearing the sigil Of those who seized his land
Within its gates are those Living under the tyranny
Of a vile regime That eradicates All who oppose

Undeterred
He appears in the captain’s quarters
“Choke on your tongue.”
He commands and the captain Begins to suffocate

He then proceeds to disembowel the corpse

With blood and marrow excavated from this life
He collects the ingredients of which he needs
To curse his foes
And end his people’s strife
Etched in red he draws the symbol of oppression

An impaled offering from organs freshly plucked
He burns away with calloused flames
Illuminated by the fire
Sacrificed And torn asunder
Swiftly souls within the region
Wearing the armor of imperial legion
Drop dead or were left with afflictions
Seemingly without reason

The people congregate within the courtyard
Baffled by the
Sickness and decay
Spread throughout the entire countryside

A stoic stature
Emerges with a severed head in hand
Throws it at their feet
Then begins to speak

“These very tyrants are the reason
We are refugees
They orphaned me and made me
Flee the place I was conceived.”

While he addressed his people
A surviving soldier fled with haste And with visions of death
He arrived at the empires gates

And just like before
They initiate with overwhelming force
Only this time
Their land was protected by enchantments

As crows collect overhead
They cast a shade upon the battlefield And sporadically fly down and pluck
Out the eyes of the soldiers That fight for the enemy

Black magic, His preferred and most favorite Choice of weaponry
Filleting his foes with short bursts of quotes
Known to carry the reapers tongue

He calls to arms His recently liberated lot Of ravenous men
Now knights in the service Of their one true ruler
They charge into battle With no fear of death

With every enemy Lying dead before his feet
He begins to Raise the blade of necromance
And all the corpse in unison
Reanimate and bow before
The one who brought them back to serve

He repeats this process
As his armies march To see out his will
Until they finally reach Their destination
To bring forth the decimation
Of this empire and everything it represents

His undead carve through the flesh of the
Sentry’s that stand in defense of the fortress
As his loyal mortals follow him
To decapitate the serpent in the throne room

At their arrival
There’s a scene of a false king Slumped in his soil

“Remove this filth at once.”
He commands as he takes his seat Upon the throne

He speaks an incantation
Summoning the four lords
Demanding their display
Of their allegiance to his word

A telepathic tongue
Intrudes the minds Of all who breathe
Entranced and completely
Convinced to worship their new king
And through the years to come
He cultivates his lands
Into a nation far beyond the dreams of man

With so much cosmic influence
His reigns been absolute Until his later years
He had forgotten the sound of The winters breath

And now it has begun

"They call me Veles.”
The one who has come here to execute the creator
And all of his disciples
“I am the urge you are compelled to address.”
“I come from the nothingness that will eventually end All of existence.”
Frozen in motion the king then said
“Through my own ashes I will rise again."

The flesh emerges
Pulled from a corpse womb
A scene of a mother's fatal love for her child
Is drenched in the light of the blood moon
Whilst clutching the warmth of his legacy
The king weeps and then speaks to his faded queen
"My love, rest your soul."
He repeated caressing the face of a stone

Foretold was the price he would pay
If his seed were to breathe
The throne he would take
And the coldest of the fates
Will descend upon the land
Long will live the king
But not the same for his enemies

Even knowing all of this
The king could not resist
The pride that he took in his offspring
For this prince flesh will rip
A kingdom built on bones of foes

Through the years that would come to pass
Disturbing occurrences
The haunting of something more
Wretched infectious slice of grim

A servant reports at the king’s request
"My liege I’m not sure how to cleanse this soul."
"Do what you must…" His lord insists
No matter the consequence

A crash followed by the flames
Interrupts the peace in the palace walls
His royalty rushes from his seat to be greeted by the scene of his kingdoms fall
"Sound the alarm, we are under siege!"
The frail king shouts to all
"Remove my son from the kingdom in secret.”
He must not fall

Frantic, he collected the boy
And proceeded to escape through a hidden corridor
He instructed the prince to block all of this
Keep a close pace
And cling to your focus

Approaching the edge of the only land
The boy ever knew he is more than confused
But he does what he's told
Proceeds into the cold with uncertainty into the unknown

The empire slaughtered the masses
Those who survived were enslaved
A dynasty scorned from hatred
That will fester until it is saved

Grabbed him by the throat, Ripped out his tongue
While his colleagues sit Bound and gagged in their own making

Their low grunts and muffled words Echo pleas of mercy
Through a hollow mind
Attached to a callused soul
Pursuing disastrous designs

I am here to present to you An ugly piece of truth
Your lives have been fantastic, Now it's time you've been removed
Distasteful to say the least, Swine upon the throne
At last, I’ve been waiting for this moment
When I would have you all within my grasp, Where unfulfilled fantasies will manifest

As he peels away their fingernails, He starts to laugh
Then with a menacing display, He spoke aloud

Nothing short of the voice of god Can save you now
And the rest of you shall follow

Stainless fangs will lick
Crimson tears from your cheeks
One by one he dissects slowly

Such attention to detail, A prosperous future to jade
Terror emitting from his pores
Hysterical and lost Inside his fascinations

Are you not entertained?
Are those wounds suffocating your lungs?
As the last of your vile pack of rats, I will show you your true desolation

Come with me Into the lake of oblivion
Take a drink from this chalice of demise, You gluttonous slave

Praising your numbers
Gloating about the threads within your sheets
On your jewel encrusted magic carpet ride
You’re the finest cut of all the meats

But behold a true sight of greatness
Cloaked and cold in his ominous approach
Shadows gather and merge within his wake
Where the light of day will never shine again

Something's awry
Proceeding with the final steps Of his elaborate operation
He’s distracted by the faintest sound
A voice of some sort Or more of a whisper
He cannot locate the sound

In a frantic he turns the room to ruin
Collapsed under psychosis
Then the whisper demands with authority, “Rise!”

Behold! In your vacuous vessel you have lost the soul
That identifies with anything you have ever known
Only echoes in you now. The ultimate defect has been realized

Unleashed upon the world, Blocked is the way of your return
You’ve committed to this disaster And a grave path you’ve earned

You forfeit your life unto me And in my chains is where you’ll stay
As a slave to every horror known to man

Every night the same dream, Different faces but the same conclusion
I’m infused with lunacy And this I’ve become certain of

If I sit still enough I can still feel the echoes
Shaking what is left of this shell, As if the time froze
The voice again arose
You never will advance unless
You coalesce the void

Slouched in his throne, Consumed with disarray
He raises his blade And fixes his gaze
Upon the illusion it displays
The glow of a wretched Disastrous fate
Overcoming all life And all of existence
Detailed images of catastrophes And fallen kin
A whole world Swallowed into nothing

Locked in terror, He misplaced the courage To stare any longer
He throws aside the blade
From its handle, A parchment emerges
He summons forth
What appears to be a letter Inscribed in blood
For the cursed one
To fulfill his birth right

This message appears to be From his former master
Detailing his life And a fate so tragic
Bound to a demonic entity

The sacrifice of his life
A necessity
The key to defeating the beast
That is tethered to you
Resides within your name

“My dear Velos, You must challenge the void.”
Let no cost be too great
Do as thou will No matter the consequence

Festering in hatred
Violently searching for A way to free himself
In desperation, He uncovers the words that he seeks
“Requiem Mundi!”

Sensing he’s not alone, He proceeds to the palace Balcony
Reaches into the night And commands,
“You will reveal yourself!”

Emerging from the darkness With a cold grin
The king begins To shout to the cosmos
The brightest flash the night has ever known
Encased the world
The ground begins to shake And cracks appear to rend the earth
Bask in the light of the ancient one

His own legions are burned in the light
Then the darkness engulfs the sky, An Endless Night

We are one
Seamlessly, The augury is carved in stone
A devoured sun

As the sun succumbs to the black hole
Perceived as created erroneously
Galaxies start to collide And debris Showers the world
A coldness sweeps over the land
As time and space are misconstrued
Those who survived have now died In an instant infinity

Surveying chaos that has stemmed From his own hand
All of existence deconstructed By the void
Perplexed by destiny, He stares into himself
A realization of a forgotten Futures past
Engorged on Greed

Nightmare
He can’t seem to wake From this dream You will not
For this is no slumber You are conscious now

I have spent your whole lifetime Assuring this reckoning
Gorging on the demise of opposed
Beings with misguided hope

Always closer then you’ve ever known
I freed you from the prison you once Called home
This feudal attempt to eradicate me
Will always end in disharmony

At last eclipsing The edge of the vortex
Atop the last shard of land that exists

A solar swarm of chaos
Dragged by the vacuum
As their protected
By the eye of the storm

Does this entity truly define me?
This life believed to be mine Never was

Kneel before me as we become All of creation
You’ve done well on my chosen road
As a vessel who ushered my ghost

Watching this worm come to grips
It’s as if he has found his resolve

He conjures his ancestral blade
A galactic energy incites from his core

Visibly unnerved His eyes wide with rage
Ethereal winds dismounts
A demons stance with a celestial blaze

With an inhale, In an instant
He drives the sword true
Only to find that Veles Stands unscathed

"You must accept my omnipresence
In time you’ll find what you seek in the hole."

As He collapses from the weight Of the final blow
Playing into the hands Of his most Ubiquitous foe

Into the night alone
Follow the path That will send you back home
Born into the nothing as one
Long is this journey that We’ve just begun

Spiraling Into a million pieces
Pulled through horizons
As you question your existence

Rearranged on a molecular scale
A feeling of infinite ascension
Dust
Forever cosmic in nature
As all that he knew Returned to darkness

Within the depths of abyss
A ray of light Begins to coalesce

Raised in the fairytale
Of evil waiting for a chance to strike
Without our loyalty
We cease to hold a form of reality

All of our heroes will fall
The hopes of our lives will be forfeit to dust
The thought of this madness
Just fuels the devotion to my home
No evil to infest our lands
Never knowing their work
Has already began

We cannot support the sword
That is wielded to suppress our evolution
This program is failing
The structures collapsing
The source must be shown
If you dig for this truth
Know there is no return

This counterfeit
Prison of civilized madness
Is built to filter out the frail
Leaving a true supply
Of a slavish life

May father time
Bring mercy on humanity
And shed his lightness
In the darkest corners
Of the minds of men

The worst is still yet to come
They’re already within your home
Faith will not comfort you
Built by the ones of what I speak

Disturbed and unnerved
This day, unveils a dark omen
It is almost as if the last of his bliss Has diminished into his desire

It’s becoming more apparent to the mage That there's been a drastic change
in his adolescent ways
Longing for a knowledge That doesn't exist within this consciousness

Concerned, He sits atop a wooden chair
Heavy on his heart are the words he does not wish to share

The pen begins to meet the page
It pains me to disclose these woes, But I insist you know your fate

Here throughout these passing years
I've seen the presence that has touched you
Born upon the blood moon, It was prophesied you'd bring destruction
Now I fear the hour has adorned us on this darkest night
For the cursed one to fulfill his birth right

Cold twitch with a frosted whisper
Soaking within his contempt
Entrancing messages of absolution

He oppresses you
Afraid of who you must be
Revoke his gift of life And claim the power you seek

Under the cloak of night
As his master sleeps he creeps
Retrieving the book of the damned
He retreats to his chambers To commence the ritual
With circle drawn, He speaks in tongues the words of forgotten sins
Darkness grips the room and the only glow Is the apparition

Long it's been spoken
You would bring us to this moment
When I could guide you down the path
That you were meant
Your subjugator has imprisoned your mind
If you wish to be free, Then he must die

Within an instance
He’s standing above his victim
Gripping the blade of necromance
Firm in his decision
Staring at the only mentor he’s ever known
He plunges the blade in his chest And absorbs his life force

“Do as thou will.”
Henceforth, mercy will be A foreign feeling standing cold
The summoned one is Nowhere to be seen, But is not gone

What felt like illusion Is confirmed to be an actuality
The Soiled former husk of life Lies lifeless in defeat

He’s calloused and disconnected
These walls are without hope
With blade in hand
He speaks his leave a curse that conjures smoke
A blackened spell
Which illuminated flames that scorched
The heavens above
Creature Invoked

This chasm of hate
That’s been fueling
The flaw of your creation
Has illuminated silhouettes
Of my familiar discontent

Within these walls of thought
An abomination crawls about
Stalking out a way to unleash
The final seeds of anarchy
Hypnotized within a mirage
Of a blatantly unobtainable dream
Turning your brothers to enemies
While the siphoning out the air that we breath

This is obscene
A cancerous product of empty hope
Disposing of souls into vanishing smoke
Leaving the future without a home of their own

It won’t long before we all behold
The collapse of the tower of jewels
No puppets to prevent the slain
Of the one who controls false

Only through the liberation
Of the standard fabrication
Can we unveil the strength to overcome
The sickness we’ve requested
The seeds of death that we’ve ingested
The power of thought to an unseen
And an unknown source

Separation implemented
No longer informed of your surroundings
Sedated through persuasive tales
Destroy the lifeline and begin your own assault
This treason must be addressed

Holding tombs In the forms of pictures
With an overcoming feeling
Of undying an rage
Blisters annoying
Inside your palms
As you dig further into the hole
That’s been awaiting the smell
Of your bones

Moist is the breath
Of your death
As you feel his icy embrace
Erase all the doubts of your fate
Hope your breath don’t escape
As your pupils dilate
And adjust to the darkness
That has bound you

We shall dance on the edge of oblivion
And bring forth this disease
Purifying the waters Of these parasites
That’s been feeding On the souls of mankind's most naive
Condemning their minds
Into self-loathing madness
Seeping through this
Grotesque flesh of flaws
Is a monster in disguise
Nightmare of the gods

Explode
Let the words of the dead Be reborn once more
And realized through this madness
Soulless sights staring straight into lies
And willing swimming
In the acid of deception

Can you break from the chains of the mind?
And die for the breath of an unknown generation
These creatures have been roaming your lands
Distilling the poison the fuels your movements

If you remain oblivious
You’re volunteering for the fall
Without the truth of the situation
Then you’ve already lost
Unknowingly your skepticism
Is their strongest tool
The ones before us
Knew this truth
And tried to spare us of this Treachery

No veil to disguise
These acts of betrayal
Now kneel before your own design
No longer silenced and contained
Behind your wall of illusion

Spoonful's of death being fed
With injections of a loose faith
A diluted structure
Fit for the weak
Out of sight out of mind
Has robbed your life
And awakened a bomb inside

This palace was once all gold
Bathed in hope and promise
Only promise of death has remained
How much longer do you believe you will
Remain safe inside your home
Before it’s among you
Beware

As if nailed to the bed
He lies motionless
Drowning in the deafening wind Of a presence unknown

With a feeling of being
Lifted through the ceiling
The Beckoning of Elysian Fields

An Infinite prism
Injecting all agendas
Bartering life
In exchange for absolution

This knowledge will bring
A horrendous intention
Told throughout eons
His return is definite

Awakened by a sound
Of an experiment’s malfunction
Realizing he is in his lab and
Far away from home

Investigating disruptions
He relinquished his chair
As a familiar voice is heard

Revealing past timelines
With visions of a frozen world
Parallels of a boundless one
Who transcends dimensions

He fights to focus
For his work must be
Kept in secret
Sequestered in his research
Learning to manipulate a stellar mass

Defeated From years of
Failure to find his purpose
A formless being guides his hand
To accelerate the machine

Symphonies of endless destruction
Play as the atoms collide
The forming of a hollowed realm
Only death and rebirth wait inside

Accepting his destiny
He faces the beast from his dreams
Reflections are all that he sees
A paradox he’s forced to repeat

As the universe is slowly disassembled
A former life is recalled by a king

Understanding the one true intention
He welcomes reawakening