The Jaunt
Standing in striking majesty Looms the fabrication Transference to another world Triumph of our culture Passengers line expectantly As the breathing masks descend They await the sedative So their journey can begin Fumes cascade down the pipes And greet the subjects housed To transport through the Jaunt The travellers are (drowsed) (Drowsed) figures raptured instantly Glisten through the portal Apostles of the great machine Glimmer in its threshold Waiting in silent elegy Through the long procession Reverent breaths, expectantly As the masks descend to lull narcotic sleep A mind needs to be stilled To travel through the gate And madness will take hold If you are awake Transference through the Jaunt A sedative descent And tranquillised in droves They wait to wake when home For me the mask now descends And prompts to breathe deeply I hold my breath to the end Close eyes to feign sleeping Come to me Exist in misery I take your life Transfer your mind Within the Jaunt Your time ticks differently The body’s shell Is left behind I sought an epiphany Desire to learn the concealed Trapped within enduring thought Longer than eternity Infinity Silently lies Within a blink A thousand years go by Removed from time Your thoughts will be set free Immortal life Immortal mind You’ll reign in here Eternally
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
As I fall into the Jaunt No majesty, there’s no awe Imprisoned here, but without form Ensnared in this eternal hold Nothing within this endless void A madness grows through echoed thoughts A web of years, then silence halts From the abyss a new voice calls Reason slowly drifts away Senseless within my own mind Consciousness of a slow decay An existence undefined What visions will you craft As your mind exiles from time Your introversive sight Forms the basis of design In the Jaunt they lay confined Untold demons reign inside As their voices sentence me Judgement that no eyes can see What voices will be cast From your silent universe Unburdened by your past Untethered from that world Boundless to create Through endless untamed thought A tapestry inside Let your fear subside Transference through the Jaunt Infinity Within this empty vastness My thoughts find voice Speech in tongues unrecognised to me A swarming sound Hives of whispers hum impassionedly Every comb a thought Each thought fragmenting my sanity Older than time Consciousness incarcerated Imprisoned, blind Lunacy constrained within my mind Epiphany My life before was not real For time I have endured Is longer than the time I left behind
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Instrumental
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
From oblivion A spark ignites a cosmic harmony A universe born from my mind With galaxies entwined From countless eons in these worlds Beings evolve and grow Unnatural selection A living plague is sown In divine sight Living outside form and time Watching helplessly With no means to make a sign How can this be My thoughts have autonomy Forced to witness all With no power to control Why grant a phantom’s wish When their cries of anguish seem more real A symphony of cruelty Watched passively What good are their lives For all they know are savagery and lies I witness all with apathy Their wretched pleas Within my mind Living outside form and time Watching helplessly With no means to make a sign How can this be My thoughts have autonomy Praying to the sky For a God who wants to die A trillion worlds constructed from my mind Limitless cultures formed Celestial creation shaped from thought Deified, I see all Though idolised, I’m unable to control Anything they behold Powerless here, just vision from afar A helpless God of all In the beginning: Without form and void The universe was fabricated From your mirrored voice of thought Darkness was scarred upon The face of the deep Cognition became untethered And brought all to exist Heralds bask on a propagated stage Provoking petty conflicts in my name They shall be my conduits of rage I take no sides, I only want their pain Insane and immortal in this cage Within my mind Living outside form and time Watching helplessly With no means to make a sign Exist divine Powerless to end my life I cannot control Any aspect of my mind Though Gods change names I remain one and the same Forced to witness all With no power to control In time I see They construct technology Fabrication forms As this world creates the Jaunt
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Any control is unattained Throughout my countless years Of helpless divine reign Within a single cosmic chance This world creates the Jaunt For some reason it feels This has happened before What is real They made a Jaunt of their own My past echoes like dreams Someone feigns sleep once more Just like me Seeking the truth from the void What will be made within their mind Knowing my Jaunt created Everything they see Was my past born from someone else Could anything be real As the passenger nears I endeavour to warn My voice calls But I can't make sound at all Unable to change fate Past repeating again Truth revealed: I see this traveller was me This past world that you see An abandoned memory You found what was concealed Nothing you knew was real As you watch your body Enter the machine All happens once again The universe exists recursively You are the Artefact Of a world which was a lie You are your own deity Spectral God who only wants to die Unending witness Echoed through past returned Exist recurrently For all time you silently observe Transference through the Jaunt An infinite descent You found what was concealed Thoughts forged reality As you watch your body Rapture instantly Departure from this Hell Your mind escapes the cyclicality Exit the Jaunt Exit the Jaunt Now my body reforms I emerge as once was Distant life This lie from which I was torn Knowing all this was born From a Jaunt of my own Now I see Nothing at all can be real Now my body reforms [I exist recurrently] I emerge as once was [This past world, a memory] Distant life [Ancient lie, which was once known] This lie from which I was torn [When I first went in the machine] Knowing all this was born [All was made from voice of thought] From a Jaunt of my own [Found out the truth which I had sought] Now I see [Finally, exit the Jaunt] Nothing at all can be real [Nothing at all can be real] Older than time A cackling voice escapes me The speech becomes a gift As crooked laughter rings With hands divine I claw the image in my mind Tear out the truth inside Which ceased what I once was My vision reddens, blind But what of sight When all of time I’ve seen So what of fearing death When Death itself And judgement I have been Longer than you think Longer than eternity Let it die Let me die Let it die Let me die
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026