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It breeds deep inside, every season, every night It breathes, tarnishing life, retching with passion as it locks the blinds Lead: Ilia Leads: Andy Its breath smells like the earthbound flesh of the muse the years buried alive Its touch scars like the tender hands of an angel sent to save with a knife It seeds its deathly weed It branches with every bleed It heals by spreading deceit It soothes like hallowed ice on infected teeth It shines like a blade Its smile conceals the maw of the wrath Enslaving the mind through the pathways of life Erecting the void as it goes down deeper to suck off all light Leeching onto life's hopes Ageing as we age Plaguing them with voices Hiding as we search Prolonging the orexis Thriving on the rage Through ages feasting on heart and soul Joyous are those of strength to excise it whole Lead: Ilia

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Formed into being, one to sixteen Floating within, blind and serene From grain onto limbs springs the timeless beat Among webs of skin all sensing begins Swimming the depths through the wellspring of waves Morphing through the days, each second it awakes Shapes unseen linger through unopened eyes Echoes from beyond, the first muted cry Lead: Andy Has it been days, or aeons unending The tremors, the haze The shrinking, expanding Unconscious yet afraid Shrinking, expanding The tremors, the haze Ascending, descending Transcending the zone Departing the dome The journey is on The moment has come Lead: Christopher The light and the space overwhelm Among laughter, tears and bells Released from the primal shell Halcyon embryo limbo, fare well

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

The early morning rays draw a cavalcade of feverish shapes through the veil The slow burning air beckons a brand new crawl through the same old trail Endless the lines, voracious they stretch Lonesome the walk, fugacious the end A march of the ages, for weeks, months, years, through nights and days Carrying a nomad's home with the weight of the world through suns that never fade Arid are the grounds, dazzling the light Elusive the air as heavens reignite Sandstorms and serpents, the sole gift from the skies Withering endemic flora of paradise Thirst and visions devouring at the will, defying the drive to break free The trail expands and contracts Horizons move forth then retract What vile curse must have been cast bring on the blast The ultimate trail towards quiet begins and ends in prisons we never leave No harsher soils than those conjured by man Mojave, Tanami and Niger inside Leads 1 & 3: Ilia Leads 2 & 4: Andy

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

To conquer the summits that rise as the old world dwindles behind As flesh and spirit acclimatize , the ultimate trial has begun They tower and loom above, frightful and divine Impossible is their magnitude, eerie their skylines Leads: Andy Serpentine their pathways, bereft of any signs The winds, they never slacken at the mountains of mind Odyssey of vastness, perilous ascent Watching each step, aware of every breath Disembodied at heights unreal, each vital move an act of will Fatigue the watchful enemy, fear the greatest thief Sleep the deadliest luxury and the mightiest of reliefs Out of air, the final leap Eyes aghast at the miracle A shroud of clouds reveal the pinnacles Lead: Andy Leads: Robert The spirit is exhausted yet high when you've made the climb The world feels ancient but awake atop the mountains of mind Vertigo reigns but the soul is at peace The body shattered yet floating in a dream Shaking, in a trance, from limb to limb Eyes in disbelief at vistas unseen Returning seems easy but futile when you've crossed the line Life and death, pleasure and pain are as one at the mountains of mind Lead: Ilia Lead: Andy

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 10, 2025

Lead: Illia Hail this new days on a passing life, planning the journey as the ship arrives Strange meridian, ever in sight, gloaming through darkness, unseen by light Drunk with ideals, we watch bridges burn High on visions as we trawl the sands Reaching crossroads as our minds go blank Facing upward to avoid the swamps Eyes deceived by mirages of stones Times of change within static zones Silent journeys to a place long gone Miles ahead yet already home Through days uncertain we venture out Sitting through evenings of storm or drought begging the heavens to dispel our doubts This inner ember we can't go forth without This timeless line to which we're bound to forsake innocence for troves unfound, to fear the future as we gaze around, to dream of saviors and beware of hounds And as the dark rains relieve our pain, time seems to stretch then shrink again Its hands keep turning behind our backs The lights fade out but the road remains And as our elder begin to sail through twilight seas to their place of rest, this trange meridian is lit within Come what might, we can't relent Leads: Illia & Gordon Come the summer, come the thaw, come the great night to reap us all and unveil a new sun with a joyful face Still we plod through this fucking maze without a map, with a broken rope, forever dowsing for a glimpse of hope Leads: Gordon

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

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