Coalescing the Void - Symbolik

Grobbed 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

Collapse 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 rose

You never will advance unless

You coalesce the void