Rivers Of Nihil
Temporality Unbound (demo)
1. Arise in Repeat
Unsteadily awaken to Arise in repeat
That far long scent triggers memories all too sweet
Inhale to a portion, A portion of his past,
Now puzzled on how long he can make this memory last
Losing all that feeling he once felt,
Slipping out of this emotional state
If his mind had hands of its own
He would have sustained that thought long ago
The conscious seed of light,
Adjusting to his impairment
Pursuing the everlasting feeling of enlightenment
Bring forth the lost mentality
Most men spend their entire lives searching for the moment of clarity
Oh the rush and how it feels so fine
Like nova cane injected into my spine
Seeing everything that he once cared about
But it all means nothing now
Omissions from the centric flow
His senses reveal what no one knows
All memories retrieved arise in repeat
Detachment from these humane elements
Omissions from the centric flow
His senses reveal what no one knows
All memories retrieved arise in repeat
Descending backwards into that state of mind
Stray away…
2. (sin)chronos
Deep between subsequent space and time
Where I exist, where I've always been
I am god, I am man, I am nothing
Shifting between the focus of reality
I see through time, experience all at once
And without measure
Unbound temporal senses
I must seek to change man's finality
Nuclear demise, slowest of all deaths
Rampant, starvation plagues the world
-Society Crashes in on itself-
Amidst the violence and injustice
No one shall survive
No force can balance the weight,
Of every human mind
Embedded into the eternal cosmos
Life subject to the judgment of infernal god
Amidst the violence and injustice
No one shall survive
Repetition of sins flow in perfect time
Irreverent time, imperfect lines
Your human mind, catatonic
Will play host to Armageddon
Present the superfluous choice
To create destroy, or maintain and falter
Bring forth the very end of all
An act of mercy disguised as death
You cannot perceive all the things I see
Infinite occurrence repeat instantaneously
I am god. I am man, I am nothing
Shifting between the focus of reality
I see through time, experience all at once
And without measure
Unbound temporal senses, I must seek to find my finality
I experience without measure
3. Vacuous
4. Birth of the Omnisavior
I awaken with, no memory of life
Though I feel the omniscient is inside me
Course through my veins, abduct my brain.
In this catatonic state I am enlightened
Plain white, Sterility surrounds me
Wooden Visage of the lord observes my being
Tubes and wires force me to be, force me to see.
The universe, inside these four walls
All of existence, trapped within my skull
Is this really life? All is pain
Infinite knowledge, driving me insane
No speech no, sound
Just thoughts and sights
Deconstruct the man that I used to be, tear him limb from limb.
Erase this life. I'll be born again
In this catatonic state I am enlightened
Plain white, Sterility surrounds me.
Wooden Visage of the lord observes my being
Tubes and wires force me to be, force me to see.
Speaking to me, the only voice I hear.
Caresses me with its cold and static logic
I am alone, cannot express my fear
Wooden Christ speaks and I'm force to listen
Seeping through me, the plague of godly sin
I hear clearly the tone of his acid whisper
I am not alone, I am never alone
We become one in the birth of the Omni savior
This birth negates me, I face immortality.
Deconstruct the man that I used to be, tear him limb from limb
Erase this life I'll be born again, born again, again, again.
I awaken with no memory of life
Though I feel the omniscient is inside of me
You are my veins, you are my brain.
5. Sea of Neurons
An intersection of perspectives
Stretching like the ocean's tide.
We've been lost at sea for far too long now,
We are losing all placements within our abyss of time.
Raise the anchor to set the sail.
Optimism waits for all whom can bare.
The ocean speaks; in the distance I hear its voice.
Crying "steer the helm; proceed to follow its course, rise above, resisting all force."
Reassure this mental deficit, proceed further from existence,
Swallow these empty shore sides whole / as we ride a recurring current.
As our voyage turns the ores, we'll drift off into the sea,
No sense of direction, No compass to lead.
A stirring of notions exists within my ocean.
I fail to perceive all feelings plundering forth.
These eyes rotate backwards into my skull, I stare at quoted questions written in bold
Oh conceptions, thrusting full of deception, x3 how you fit it all perfectly into my brain......
Raise the anchor to set the sail.
Optimism waits for all whom can bare.
Submerged between ocean and air
Confronted by the age of despair
Reassure this mental deficit, as we proceed to further / from our existence,
Only to swallow these empty shore sides whole / as we ride a recurring current.
From the furthest my vision can see
An over whelming confusion is consuming me.
I've abandoned my skin
My wounds are open as the salt is welcomed in.
Reassure this mental deficit, as we proceed to further / from our existence,
Only to swallow these empty shore sides whole / as we ride a recurring current.
The ocean speaks; in the distance I hear its voice.
Crying "steer the helm proceed to follow it's course, Rise above, resisting all force."
This tidal wave with an impact of cement force will seal graves at the ocean's floor.
6. Epoch of Emptiness
Negative space envelopes me, I have found purpose in the undoing- of purpose in and of itself. Nothing truly drowns in a sea of emptiness. Can you see it? Cosmic inversion. Behold; all is one and it too shall be nothing.
Cataclysmic, this incursion. We’ll find salvation in death, the one true emptiness.
Revert to one, the natural sun – preceding stars and the bedlam of existence
The careful equations- keeping, bodies in rotation unwind, unhinge.
The cure for excessive matter- moving through a vacuum
Destiny will be unwritten, all frivolous life, undone through my bitterness
Behold: all that is left of creation, a monochrome of eternity- in the breadth of a single atom.
It too shall be extinguished, and I with it.
Finally free of this temporal stasis.
What is perceived as time fails
I float through hallways without structure. What is perceived as time fails. I am one with the intangible.
In chaos we have found form, in essence; all has been unified.
We are slaves to the stillness
Shed this - diminutive form. In this instance I am at peace, shape and form no longer matter.
At one with the void…
At one with the void…
In this epoch of emptiness…
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