Monolithe IV

I create and erase. get born and die. Can’t cease to be. I’ve always been here. And always will. One thought is a cyclopean cataclysm. Or the blooming of a flower. I am everything. I mean nothing. Supreme and pointless. Ruling nothingness. Being nothingness. I am sane, as I am sanity. And insane like insanity. Time has no shape. One breath and a star had died. In a heartbeat. My eye is what is here. I can see. What I can’t see does not exist. Until I decide it does. I don’t decide. I am decision. And it’s opposite. I am the star that died. The cyclopean cataclysm. The bloomed flower. Without need to care. I just have to be. I am not, therefore I am. Everything is here because I’m here. And here is also me. Everywhere is born from me. Recycling. Reshaping. Curing. Creating. Even myself. I am the creator and creation itself. Ontological. Lonely. Monolithic. And now let there be light. Once again.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

The wider is connected to the smaller All is one and one is all Maelstrom of connecting elements Embracing absolute nothingness Melting into useless stripes, Moving to nowhere with purposeless destination Through time and space In brotherhood with an abstract presence In a sphere of absurd vacuum It has always been a deep black hole Without meaning for the ones who were once put there Trying to find an aim to all this In presence of an alien reflection they progressed Unconscious of a cosmic plan Distant from uncountable centuries away And the time had come... There was just nothing and then it was there Then darkness disappeared... Far from the random shapes of nature Beyond the bounded knowledge of men Shining in a morning sun, It was standing, beautiful An artefact raised at the horizon of Earth A sense and a purpose to the being From beyond the infinite and further A non understandable communication Messenger of what was once, Still is and will ever be Past and future at the lowest point of the scale A sign of the watchers, kindly looking to their herds Waiting to be reached, a clue from above, A mean of colonisation through the aeons Through the aeons... Self confident intelligent species, Used like flock, raised to thoughts and civilization For an unreachable and inexorable goal Nothing was random, a beast known as mankind Evolution through ageless times A monolith as message For the sake of what? Benoît Blin ‒ GuitarsSylvain Bégot ‒ Guitars, ProgrammingRichard Loudin ‒ VocalsMarc Canlers ‒ BassNicolas Chevrollier ‒ Guitars Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com MONOLITHE LYRICS

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 18, 2026