The Monad of Creation

Mother - Water, she arose She disappeared in the moon Which had lifted her Which had given her birth Masquerading solemn beauty As in a ray of the moon's light Doth her pale skin gleam As an orchid of the deepest seas (So spoke he weeping, and his lady mother heard him as she sate in the sea-depths beside her aged sire. With speed arose she from the grey sea, like a mist, and sate her before the face of her weeping son, and stroked him with her hand, and spoke and called on his name: 'My child, why weepest thou? What sorrow hath entered into thy heart? Speak it forth, hide it not in thy mind, that both may know it.') Music written during nineteen hundred and ninety seven and ninety eight. Lyrics written during nineteen hundred and ninety seven.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Floods of tears oppose you beauty Condoling this love which lay shattered Never exploring the depths of affection Broken from rejected devotion Lamented pleas of my yearning Ignored while you persist in hurting Excessive trifling assured this demise Deploring those vain expectations Sweeping away pieces of blood red emotion Uneasily forgotten, reminiscing, drowning in Dark seas of endless pain Embodied scenes of your loveless rain Music written during nineteen hundred and ninety four. Lyrics written during nineteen hundred and ninety four.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

When the waters cover the earth once more And the great sea weeps again Darkness shall choke the dying light And the almighty king sun bleed Only then shall we come to know That which is our mortal thirst For heavenly realms is our soul athirst This pain is felt by man alone I remember when the transcendent moon Brought the lunar waves ever higher Creation, from the vivid lucidity, an emanation Who am I? That created creation...... Glorification be to your name and ways Thou art the bringer of greatness In your name we art lost We art but microcosmic dust We art but your extension Your limbs art our souls Your dark is our light Yet let not our ignorant praise Be upheard by your manifold omnipresence For thou art wisdom personified Thou art the Transcendental Music written during nineteen hundred and ninety nine. Lyrics written during two thousand and three.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Sun of midnight, burn, flicker, dance with thee Flaming soul of purity, burn, unite with thy oracle Beautiful scent of everdark melodies Cascading thy heavenly fruit A drop of water descends, becoming thy body The monad of all elementals The womb of the eternal The seed of the grand oak To become again, once nature sought Return the way we came, yet to tread a seperate path Is to become, again, eternal Only in spirit shall I grasp the tide of nothingness Stars appear nowhere, their existance paralleled The symbol of life and death The totem of something lost Between manvantara and pralaya The monad of creation The pendant of thy being A concept of illusion Not everything is seen Music written during nineteen hundred and ninety seven. Lyrics written during nineteen hundred and ninety six.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025