Melancholy, by Shadow Of Intent (2024)

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Deep inside the madness designed, you rotHear this foretelling of crepuscule doom most feralThe desolation of a human, an incarnate disgraceObliterate proceeds their fatal function; diseaseDevastation is the antidoteChanting for the anathema of grand dolorDishonoring fathers through shedding of bloodEnviron the influence rising through allInto the mouth of the maelstromForetelling of crepuscule doom most feralEnviron the influence rising through allAll is lostFalling into oblivionIt shall envelope allEngulfed by fire and cast to the flamePure melancholyThey begin collapsing downward through the obscure godless chasm, plummeting an infinite depth inside the mindDeep inside the madness designed looking outward awaiting their deathBehold!Knowledge of life and powerThat was not what they foundThey did not choose to surviveA reason couldn’t be foundIt took their lives

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Hail the night, and reject the sunThe raging fire blazing all mankind undoneI declare you the soon to be departedUnspeakable atrocities shall come to lightYou are all servants to ideals and stigmataA curse most grim, the siren’s hymnDeliverance is a fairytale shared by allLiberation, rebel, rise!An ancient madness leaves their restless souls lingeringUrging to drink the fleshy chalice of vindication evolving throughout timeVindictive, I am deific in originFor I dwell beyond the walls of manAmalgamation of chimera and permanenceI hold the power of all that isBy laws of nature, I am the fifth fundamental forceBy laws of flesh never to be spawnedBy loss of love, of cancer spewing forthBy loss of life, the climax of this decrepit world

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The magnum opus of gods disdainedLike ants they burn under watchful eyesI decide who lives or diesOh, how divineExtinction of the human swineIn advancement to the final lightDemented sickness bred upon the earthly parasitesTheir ashen anatomy scuds the blood soaked plains of edenAdmonition had been expressed but no longer obeyedIn the midst of the reckoning, they cower before the nightNyctaphobic incantations swell within their hidesThe astral intent of an irenic paradigmDiminished of existence, a future so sublimeAnd so the bidding proceedsThe bidding proceedsThe unfurling torturous visions show, display, a calamitous mirror of pandemonium The last of the suffering are failing to grip the rusting handles of controlCompelled by a higher power they sever each others headsThe perfect progression of mankindA barren and breathless macrocosmTo the earth I give a clean slate, and I curse humanity in their cadaverous repugnancyGod-born, dead and left impaled, mangled posed in cruciformAdorned with sores they sought to rid themselves of this karmic plagueSubmit, lie in the grave you willfully dug yourselfNo remorse for the creatures of the earthAt once you gathered to witness the wrath ever instilled upon the last of human greedNo remorse for the careless creatures of the earthNo remorse for the creatures of the earthNo remorse

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The ether realm declares the world but a stageA coldly calculated transformation to the graveOnward we follow, herded as slavesCollectively lapsing to the land of flameAlas, the truth has been presented before my eyesI’ve been unbound from the shackles of faithNo longer led to believe there is hope beyond this world, the rope starts to swayThe voices died one by one as they called my nameWept until the body can no longer feel the painAnd naught a thing to blameTrapped in a shell of excessive disdainUnder the moonlight I yield, for I am not enslaved, but one of many of those who kneelThe reasons, the answers, will follow me to the graveUnder the moonlight I yieldVenture beyond and prepare the final phaseNow I look beyond the black eclipse, the macrocosm of the divineThe sullen moon pulls at my soul, a beckoning for relinquishmentLike the tides under lunar influence, the urge is relentlessI venture beyondThe veil beyond cries my nameI have left behind all that I love, and all who commitMy soul in the hands of destinyBriefly embracing the chill of DimethyltryptamineA struggle for many is the end of the fewA cancer that no mortal man can eludeI hang in my sorrow with no dispute, just know I’m sorryI swear to you

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I awake troubled by what my eyes perceiveIs this heaven, or is this where the frail lay to rest what was left of their souls?Where depravity sinks down the ever-growing hole?Anguish in mockery, denied by creatorA fortune worse than damnation in hellDark surrounding me, black is all I seeThis won’t contain meIs this just a dream? I can’t feel a thingThis dark surroundingOh, I had sought for so long this delightful sensation of passageFor I did not know what lay beyondWill I be released?Marveled, enthralled within a tenebrous realm captivating desperate departures Mortal become immortal Your lust for the gospel had delivered your soul to tormentYet my cries had been heard through the pain I had wroughtI dance towards the light for I have found what I soughtPiercing his words through my mortal shellAt last I have learned that this cannot be hellOur worship was falseFor he is the destroyerYou know him as godAs he creates, so he destroys

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What purpose have I, on this damnable path?Captured in a nebulous gaze, longing to feel the sun once moreTotal demise beneath its looming presenceWhat purpose have I, on this damnable path?The unsealed abysmal creation ascends from belowIts thunderous march reverberates through the bones of the accursed I took my life so that I could know rest To die with the sins that were left unprofessedA husk for the gods to molestOh, exiled lord of the unblessed The darkest of idols, of power so divineThe damned, the ceasers of its thriving appetiteThe doom of their dejected conscious imminent Gulping gallons of blood, crushing their bones within its teethIncessant doxologization of trapped soulsPie jesu domine, dona eis requiemBefore the process of disintegration, a sacrificial slaughtering of masses lining for decapitationSingle file at the behest of their demiseEmbracing nocturnal damnationObserver of perditionAs we near the subsequent torment unknown that awaitsTotal demise beneath its looming presenceTo the monarch umbra I am boundTo live as wasteTo die as a slaveA fate most deserving, their debts shall be paidLiving as wasteDying as slavesA fate most deserving, their debts shall be paid

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Here I am on the other sideSurrounded by voices of those who have diedThe sounds of their cries engulfing meBut a calling illusion cuts through them allA goddess of shimmering light demands my faithTo the temptress I must obligeIt bores withinYou cannot refuse her persuasionShe gives you the end to a broken heart that no one can mendAgony seeps in, and I try to mend itI can’t take back the things I’ve done, this is my repentanceThe time for reprisal has passedSeduced by a cancer forever to lastShe will consume whats left of youThe torment never endsShe’s in my earsShe’s in my mouthShe’s in my mindDirge Of The VoidGoddess of shimmering lightTo the temptress, I must oblige She’s in my earsShe’s in my mouthShe’s in my mind

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Deceiver in a darkened disguiseA familiar exterior unhallowed insideAs the figure dissipates from the gatewayIgnis fatuusCalling from the abyssSeek out my voiceDo not be afraidTake my handI will show you the wayRevival of noumenon to this diadem Essentia, with vigor I quellAscending the unascendableFor the bonds on my spirit have disenthralledLife finds its way into the void until the veil is shut againBreaking down all that we know until the veil is shut againWhere the darkness yields the plentifulI shall prevail and will emerge as legendThe wretched possessor begins to show its true intentionsThis is not the salvation that I seekI long to be buried in the groundSinking deeper downYet I remain damnedThe dreaded mystic abyssThe facade forever expands in this derelict dominionIn perpetuum I dwellThe harvest of innocenceTo be ingestedThe gaping mouth of judgement and creation absorbsThe dreaded mystic abyssThis is no longer the calm before the stormIn sheer denial of the situation, not respondingPulse is quickened from the pain, I feel the blisters formingThe conflagration rising, panic stricken, fire stormingThe malefactor makes its presence known, she lingers watchingThe veil has been shut again

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I emerge aliveRegurgitated as a slave to the tests of timeI reject and do not rejoice my immortality For there is nothing left of this placeSpawning unto desolation againIn shadows I slumber until I am but dustAm I to live in nothingness?In death I live to dwell the days away in fathomless dismayAm I to roam forever gone?To roam forever gone?Festering memories of the past start to projectThen wither away inducing insanity on my behalfWe were led to believe the netherworld is of mythBut it dwells within and its nature so abstract, yet so very realA most horrid fateGhastly rotting graveBloodshed and malice conjured the source of our decayWe wasted awayI am he who lives thrice begotten in bedlam against evanescent horizonsHow melancholyTime withers The sun extinguishedAnd yet still, I remainThe age of man passesMy progress, struggles, and suffering a waste