Egoiista

(Dedicated to Sean Reinert) A soul long gone Let love of its fate run array He lived under the hand of gravity With such intent Almost as if it broke and set him free And through his dreams He brought us reverie And through his pain we bask in reverie Love of fate Don't put musing's loud voice in a cage The kings may end the world If they let loose the nukes And she may love me come tomorrow Come the next day she may leave As they decide to call the truce Still through the dreams He brought us reverie And through his tears he brought us reverie As if he knew the day the heavens let him Through their door The praises of his truth Would send the congregation Fleeing to the moon Because he paints his sight The suffering ignites All pieces of grandeur Wealth, memory One flash, expunged from Earth's orbit Surface, touch and sky Embarked on nothing toward nowhere Desolate non-land Of souls that simply just are gone As the sun was not and again won't be And the ocean will freeze mourning Everything ceases to be, as will I Still I'd love to stain the Earth Before venturing toward nowhere Desolate non-land Of souls past And souls that could have been Virtually the same Nowhere His depictions of all that he saw Figurative drawings of life's tears and blood Made life worth living in itself For its purpose is itself For its purpose is itself anyway Look no further Stay here, survive while you can All pieces of grandeur Wealth, fame, memory One flash expunged from consciousness Past and present tense And thoughts of destinies That could have been Desolate non-land Of souls that simply just are gone As the sun was not and again won't be And the ocean will freeze mourning Everything ceases to be, as will I Still I'd love to stain the Earth With my name past my own time As if he knew the day The heavens let him through their door The praises of his truth Would send the congregation Fleeing to the moon Because he paints his sight The pressure of his suffering Ignites the flame Which bursts to form a star Resting in a place Where its brilliant light extends so far away To warm us when he's gone A soul long gone Let love of its fate die today

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 24, 2026

One takes an even path No give or gain Into a future to which submission yields pain To be a fatalist Absorbing every rich Brought forward by the wind Yet nothing more Forces moving pull towards and push away A driftwood in the current Bliss or hurt A victim to the day One crosses over The dead hold on to no such pieces Control is a facade Fast crumbling in the face of disease A mind's as boundless As days before its vessel expires Heart pumps fire amplified Rips self structure from inside High upon a mountain Or a prison cеll Or mansion All is transient Passenger or steering wheel in hand Thе night still falls The ride still ends as it ends How high days were numbered Makes no difference Once the memories all have ceased to be Strife or acquisition have no meaning Once the burden is set free Blood cracks being's corridors Tears self structure from within Contrary uneven path To give it all and reap its gain's own bounty Pragmatic way of life An activist controls its own domain Unreliant on wind Unmoved by waves Until the storm comes Tear at its core life force (Solo: Phelps) Trivial All paths lead to common stasis ends Damned to do or don't Choice in vain may play with risk or hide in comfort Frugality or excess disappear Erased Be life short or long Nothing is saved Memories cease to be Whether a passenger or driver Life must end NO meaning once the burden is set free One crosses over The dead hold on to no such piece One crosses over The dead hold on to no such piece

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 24, 2026

Late, a mind conflicted To fathom thoughts inconceivable: Inception's wake A point in time, definitive Yet possible to imagine now Unlike it's yin Life's end Beyond this place The heavens known Would one find infinity or nothing? Would I wade through the dark As long as I'd walk? But if the cosmos end then what is it beyond? Oh, what's the chance? Sole time between two blinks We stand on a needle's end and dance Eyes closed tight Throw paints at canvas until it's right The deadline's a week past forever The stars must line before forever comes Eyes closed tight Let time throw paints Without an intention, aim or mind Masses of wasted canvas designs Though most miss Few make sights familiar With a stretch of mind But one portrait A periscope gives awareness That life is impropable But with time what's not probable? Should it come again? I long to see the answers of eternity To know if eyes view Earth once I'm released As far as meets the mind there's nothing Just myself The lone conscious medium to view Earth No soul else provides evidence To know that I'm not alone One Incident isolated now Never again to breach the void But be life improbable With enough time what's not probable? Here it comes again Post Earth's end Mankind and sun Post reverence, humor and love Post Debri's contract Into itself's own end Until its mass explodes again (Solo: Rossa) Oh, what's the chance? Sole time between two blinks We stand on a needle's end and dance Eyes closed tight Throw paints at canvas 'til it's right The pieces must line before forever Blinded sight Let simians attempt to type The deadline's a week past forever The stars must line before forever comes (Solo: Phelps) Foreboding Seed To long to know the answers of eternity And hope that while accepting What's not one's to keep That even in the stillness There's still slow stirring I close my eyes Spin like a dervish Lose bearings intentionally Throw paints at canvases To fail for all to see To watch if pieces fall in place eventually Foreboding Seed To long to know the answers of eternity And hope that while accepting What's not one's to keep That even in the stillness There's still slow stirring I close my eyes Spin like a dervish Lose bearings intentionally Throw paints at canvases To fail for all to see To watch it fall together on a distant eve

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 24, 2026

A sister born bound to the ground Her brother incarnated as a cloud Though early years seemed close Siblings born in dimensions so different Never truly spoke no matter how they tried They're tuned to different frequencies While one is deaf the other cannot see Reaching from afar to connect His empathy as vacant As her need for things beyond herself Always we know our small overlap separates us I want you to know that dying alone, you can call me And though we can't speak I'll give company (Solo: Weber) A flame ignites what we once feared Begrudgingly I watch you disappear I wonder where you are Disconnected, I can't hear the white noise That you've always made trying to signal me Like father's animosity The apple always falls next to the tree Though parts of broken chains may not touch The metal the're made of is still the same Hereditary Always we know our small overlap separates us I want you to know should you die alone you can call me And though we can't speak I'll give company

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 24, 2026

Someday you'll see Dark groves ahead where paths end amongst the trees An ending to time Still far away shows eternity dies Some say there's magic Some say there's God Some say the warmth in your eyes Only resides as a means to survive The world changed for good All for man's need just to prove that he could Some say it's magic Some say it's god Some say a kin's brotherhood Is born from necessities Truth hides deep Inside the mind Far out of reach Some say thеy see that your drive Is jealous desirе (So you chose the harsh path That you think is real.) Some say to do onto those so they'll give to you (Like it's not just what peaks to you) Some say an ego's required to truly inspire Everything changes And time marches on The crown that you're chasing Unreal as your thoughts A need for attention That you'll never stop Come hand me my crown I offer perspective Of such superior know-how Sincerities I've honored well We tell stories that support our own Victories and that which makes us More important Jealousy, spotlight's glow and carnal needs Built the pyramids and saved us from disease Someday you'll see your path Ends amongst the trees But today take it all Become king Monarch of the world It circles my head Like i am the star of its system Its noble knight of knowledge So hand me my crown I offer the lessons of such God-important know-how Created for admiration When you find truth hides deep inside your mind Just within reach You'll be surprised And the light across the line Is the moon's own reflection No eternal soul Truth stares back Death deletes complex love of self Crown that you're chasing Unreal as your thoughts Truth hides deep inside the mind Far out of reach Someday you'll see Jealousy, spotlight's glow and carnal needs Built the pyramids and saved us from disease Some say to do onto those so they'll give to you (A Narcissist's path...) Some say an ego's required to truly inspire (...Disguised as humble brags) Some say there's magic Some say there's God Some say the warmth of a kind heart Knows its dependency Fly on Craft to achieve Until the light runs out And casts all to cease to be Hoarded all for Nihility

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 24, 2026

(Instrumental) *Written and performed solely by Matthew Rossa

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 24, 2026

Climb steep paths Tread calmly Ever steady Take in the view but don't fall behind Some day you'll see That while Earth bends for you Sometimes at your own hand A day's forgotten in centuries Some day you'll see Groves where paths end amongst the trees Days pass Years wane faster Time's flow hastens You blink an eye and a season's changed Someday you'll see That today's strife meant nothing In the face of tragic happenings A glimpse into one's mortality Someday you'll see A day that heart gives its last beat (Solo: Phelps) Your own wick burns fast on its candle stick If your dice rolls high you'll use all of it Hope the wind lets your flame breathe While it can It's beyond your hand Love it as it burns Gaze, even in its warmth and glow A treasure's lust will fade after it's swiped All attempts to stop one's aging subside My fear can push all a day's musings aside Let them in my life Where I dream In the light of the day With open yes Climb steep paths Tread calmly Ever ready Don't rush ahead, view the mountain side Some day you'll see as you fly far Wings tire faster Last flight looming Ahead you view the youth passed you by Someday you'll see Dark groves ahead Where paths end amongst the trees And all your pride, wealth and knowledge Irrelevant You as a thought May survive further But you'll never see Level the time Feed Tomorrow But let today breathe

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 24, 2026