Scryers of the Ibis

Chaos at the strike of his heel Behold the great God of the Sea Commander of tempests and master of elements Pacing the floor of the Galleon trenches awaiting Alcyoneus And As the rainfall trembled on frosted leaves In accordance with premonition, he was beckoned, and confronted by a bastard of soil A mass of filth, rock, and rotting bone Protruded from the earth, and called out violently "Show yourself, Poseidon! Come forth from your hole and bear witness to true divinity!" "The thralldom of this terrestrial shell is my own, Great Pretender Seek vindication, and find demise Alas, can you stop the charge of a mountain? Will you taunt the Ocean, and live to speak its tale of majesty? All the children of Gaia at my command will cry 'Earthshaker, Earthshaker'! The quake of my footsteps will stagger the ground." With fists rivaling the burden of Atlas The giant took hold of Poseidon But with a bellow composed of a million storms He cast open a maelstrom and plunged with his victim, collapsing the sea Words spew from the beast And a nova of fire explodes from the earth, engulfing the colliseum Poseidon wailed in pain as he blistered and boiled but with one final lunge He pierced the heart of nether now undone He ripped his spear from the chest of the titan "Great pretender! You sought revenge, and found demise Alas, could you stop the charge of a mountain? Did you taunt the Ocean, and live to speak its tale of majesty? All your children at the mercy of my trident at last will cry 'Earthshaker, Earthshaker'! I summon a kraken to shatter the sky... Arise, nightmare of the sea, for in the wake of the Gigantomachy, we will seize the throne of Olympus and subjugate the very essence of the vale!" As the rain falls from the clouds, the council's provoked by the harbinger of treachery The spawn of Cronos defect to the plight of the Hydromancer And perched upon his monstrous steed, the canyons of ice marked his path To sanctify the cosmic order and forge the Helodric Falls

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The cosmic order is dead. Olympus.. is dead Save for the littering of rain that puddled around them The vale was bereft of movement. The vale was bereft of life Girded with an army of titans, Poseidon sought to forge the Great falls of Holodra Upon the ashes of his fallen brethren His kingdom would forever spill from the sky in mockery of the gods that drowned at his feet

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Beautiful moonlit skies are torn asunder, and the king is pulled from sleep As the rain wildly stabs the earth, his servants storm the room His eyes widen as he's revealed the truth Grave divinity subsides and he is struck with fear 'Mi'lord, the Gods have turned against you! Oedipus has gone mad! Laius..he comes for the throne.' "He dares declare war on his own?..After all that I've done..Oh, God, he wouldn't.. " "What is this I see? Your eyes look upon me in disbelief I will but honor you, father, by bathing in your blood.. I've waited ages for this day You're but a stain upon my blade A wasted breath, not fit to be a sire Tsk, tsk..you take far too long to die I've waited and waited..and finally I'm putting an end to this." He jumped at the chance to seize his heirloom: The Kingdom of Thebes Blessed by the passage of his lineage "You cower in the shadow as you cling to your life evermore; Now I will rip out your heart Mother! I loved you I am down on my knees I beg you just take me away from this place Its all your fault I am begging you please Just take me instead, take me in her place" Beautiful moonlit skies are torn asunder, and the king is forced to weep As the knife wildly stabs his face, he ponders certain doom His eyes were flooded as he fell to the floor He writhed in agony..without her solace, he can not survive "Oh, why have you taken my wife?" "Finally, I see.. My eyes are drowned in disbelief I did but honor you, father, by bathing in your blood.. I have given everything...and its over now You were a stain upon my blade.. Oh how I'd forgotten..the power I'd have..control of a shattered dominion!" But disgraced by his heritage..no longer with reason to live.. "I will end this now." The dagger paints a portrait of respite 'cross his throat A waterfall of red The only way to halt his suffering "At last...I've won my friend..you fell for it..you fell..."

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The birthing of a paradox through Corinna’s womb A gravewind breath given form The affliction strangling all mirth Nails bent and torn Clawing at the marrow Carving out sanguine dreams Godless insurrection Connect the fall with the rise of his catalyst Pulsing through his fingertips like specious blood To summon a body to open a portal to Solus Resurrect the pious just to tear them down again Tracing along the veins These lamentations of Gaia Now the visions are clear Murder to dissect Gaze upon your idled creations Glorify your eyes with the silhouette of a grandiose masquerade They are placed upon the wall Alongside all the other imbeciles Living like hermits in isolation serving their myths like a God Becoming slaves to a 12 month revelation Lie against the use of nature Lie Tracing along the veins These lamentations of Gaia And now the visions are clear Murder to dissect Gone take away whats left Decompose of useless matter Emptiness an exoskeleton Void of substance A surrogate of mendacity The mouth of death is deep Pray to be swallowed whole Tracing along the veins "My Sweet Corinna!

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Curiosity consumes the masses, and the Mad King Augustus proselytizes Those who dare cross his name Save the primitive touch of innocence I will not falter in this For I remained untouched by these earthly desires The makers will retaliate both in life and undeath Deliverance from the conscious Banished to the black sea, detached from all of his society “You’ll plea for death, death by virtuous hands.” They have risen from the ashes of the throne The tome of the Necrogod Consecrating a symposium befouled Left in the hands of the fallen “You’ll pay for this, betrayer! I grow tired of all of your blatant displays of blasphemy I have given myself. I belong to the damned Exiled for eternity.” Exile Conceived in the threshold of transformation Ethereal algorithms eclipsed in prophecy They have risen from the ashes of the throne The tome of the Necrogod Consecrating a symposium befouled Left in the hands of the fallen “You’ll pay for this, betrayer! I grow tired of all of your blatant displays of blasphemy I have given myself. I belong to the damned Exiled for eternity Let it be written in this passage of lore For all of these wretched children, all these wretched whores A maniacal wasteland lay before him To ignore disease is to be consumed To be naive is to entice war.” It begins Slowly I crept in - their black tongues flickering betwixt their blistered skin A most unbiblical chord...all by the grace of the serpent-lord "I stand upon the husks of dead heroes to unearth the tome of the Necrogod, and now the visions are clear! We murder to dissect."

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Harsh lands lie before him As he struggles to keep his wit Malicious thoughts infecting- Crippling the morale of his spirit Shattered visions of the fallen begin to transpire.. An awful nostalgia consumes him A crooked smile forms..exalting the dead So began the fall of a mastermind Realizing as his mind falls to pieces They are but catalysts - parts of a puzzle to a different plan As the images surfaced, his virtue descends Living amongst those barbarians Though a fierce complication Their tact was that of a wounded creature And they were overrun "I remain in exile My bones grow weak like the sun Descending into the trees To end this daily affliction As winter shows its pallid face And the earth veiled with marbled frost Forsaken - this gradual madness consumes my mind Perdition in Tomis Undead armies of Tomis Commanded only by the presence of my absense Brought to life by the death of myself Risen to ease this torment Sacrilege; The second chance to formulate a reason The relapse crucifixion forthwith to go into effect Casting him away; instead insuring their demise I remain in exile My bones grow weak like the sun Descending into the trees To end this daily affliction As winter shows its pallid face And the earth veiled with marbled frost Forsaken - this gradual madness consumes my mind Perdition in Tomis Each day passing now I beg for some remorse Desperately grasping at what I feel to be my last bit of life But unlike the cycle of the attic I feel as though there is no recourse I've withered to nothing." "Save me from drowning, and death will be a blessing." Hope for his designed tomb "Rescue my weary spirit from annihilation If one already lost may be un-lost"

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Darkness slowly diseased the skies A treshhold unveiled to the fields of Elysium The storms set in – a wall of wind tamed by Charon to open the path To the blackened gates of damnation The sordid god – the keeper of souls With silver coins placed eye on eye They marched on a field of coals Upon Lord King Minos the fallen Now calling for the next He slurred his words as the drool fell from his jaw "Nothing saves the guilty from these crimes unjust" Condemned to a prison of pain or enlightment Nigh, a wretched ship upon a cursed river This Eternal Suffering They tear the skin from the flesh of the damned And thus, sent from afar the rotting bodies gather Psyches from the corpses flow With Charon's fare misplaced The dead roam the banks of Acheron Cries of terror echo on Through the depths of the forest in the heart of the wake Embers drip from ebon blades - bound fire amongst the thralls "Here is your betrayer. Destined to feast on the blood of his own He must breathe death and accept the trials of his consequence." Nigh, a wretched ship upon a cursed river This Eternal Suffering They tear the skin from the flesh of the damned And thus, sent from afar the rotting bodies gather Psyches from the corpses flow With Charon’s fare misplaced The dead roam the banks of Acheron Now assigned to their lines of judgement They await the Unseen - the god of Erebus As a fortress of bone rose from the ground In succession they were gifted forlorn providence And like a stygian ghost, their flesh became brimstone as they descended deep into the netherworld

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Upon the shores of the Aegean sea A wilted King is brought to madness And with great delerium He vows to reveal an enigma begot by the gods "You are defying an oath. I will see you brought down from your place in this world You will fall from the throne I am God. I will not be forgotten." Nigh, In the darkness of night, a sudden noise awakens Nyctimus from his slumber In terror, he watches the blade as it parts him again and again Devoured by doctrine, he's murdered his son and his name is forever bemired So it is done.. his lips slowly pursed in a smile His plan was unbroken; perfection; unthinkable "What have I done? Deserting my beloved son... A vital accord." Approaching his haven enveloped in blood..he places the offering before him The Cloud Gatherer turned in disgust The Omen of Lycaon 'What say you now? You stand before the judgement of all this is boundless Admit transgression amidst imperial eyes! You thought it absolute; your design to rid of us all.. There is no place for you, cursed Arcadian Lycaon threatens to beset my honor. In turn, I've slaughtered his 50 sons.. And as a fetid remnant of society, he's gifted with promise of suffering.' You will be proved as a mortal. Can't you see that I am forever entwined? Plead benevolence! For the one who is damned is he who commits heresy! I am Lycaon, King of Arcadia, and you are my martyr Blasphemous conspirator! You are lost in the circle of genocide 'What say you now? You stand before the judgement of all this is boundless Admit transgression amidst imperial eyes You thought it absolute; your design to rid of us all There is no place for you, wretched Arcadian scum' As he turned in contempt..his limbs altered suddenly His skin anon crawled into form His bones melt like glass in this nocturnal forge 'You will embody the truth for eternity.'

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"Interrogate the masses! Ignore all these starlit prophecies They're trapped upon the earth that crumbles before their eyes Disciples of slander! Beholders of throes!" Excommunicated by the Unseen one A heirarchy of malevolence birthed by the natural code of man "You fall short of what is needed, and must pay severence to ensure penance. For I am the defiled god” The skies will separate, the vale will fall to transmutation Mind-built, a labyrinth These never-ending choices They beg to be led to their grave Forced to breath all the lies from these blasphemous voices Disciple, no matter the chosen path, they still have gone astray And as the horrors beyond all creation appeared in droves Pan, the deamon of Shepherds and Flocks, let loose a cry of battle in ire They will grieve to end this torture Led blindly through fields of the sire to die Wretched servants of Belial Created and governed by the gods to renounce control Follow the footsteps of the man who leaves no tracks Trust the ways of the man who has no direction GO The skies will separate, the tides will turn in retribution The oceans permeating, they inundate entire kingdoms Relinquish the scourge of man Mind-built, a labyrinth These never-ending choices They beg to be led to their grave Forced to breath all the lies from these blasphemous voices Disciple, no matter the chosen path, they still have gone astray Gone, falling faster with every step We are lost, we are failures Sinking further with every breath A tower of faltering faith Falling faster with every step We are lost, we are failures Sinking further with every breath A tower of faltering faith

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"Kneel before the one wields eternity, or fall to the remnants of a broken empire Give up your lives..and set aside all your doubts." He pressed forth, but on the third dawn of winter, desire ravaged as he searched for his love. Four sleepless moons had passed..all reminiscing of the night they met..when she bore into his soul. Prometheus, the torchbearer of suffering, hath traveled the edges of earth To face the god of the wild.. For he was guilty of treason, And kidnapped a woman of heir! Oh how he longed for the touch and the kiss of his angel... "I have had enough Pan non effugiat diem hanc! "Where are you?! This bastard eludes me again and again.. You will not simply disappear this time. This is the end And as he turned, the light left the corridor. The air grew quiet as the torches extinguished, and blackness engulfed the cave. Dillusions of grandeur consumed him as he closed his eyes..chanting incantations to the artifice of the forsaken throne "Stupid whore..we are destined to rule, but you're a waste of my time I will not fall prey to the earth; or the makers who wield it. Open this box!" -The Reckoning. The Summoning. The purge.- "Obey me! I've asked you this question again and again.. We have no time for this, my dear...its time. This is the end One by one, I'll slaughter them..I will take my own life if I have to... Anesidora, the essence of death is entwined to our melody..." "Enough. I've come to take her away..unhand her, and give her to me!" "You are meddling in affairs far beyond your control, Prometheus..go away, go away!" Then, engulfed in fire, he advanced on his enemy. Cowering in fear, Pan was cornered... Suddenly, he grinned, snarling "I think I'll keep her" as he pressed his dagger across her throat "Release me ophidian..alas, I am the key to the terraphage.." "The harlot is finally speaking...pity you're just a bit late." The ground began to shake The structures surrounding fell to ruin "You are treading on the grand design.." "She's innocent, just kill me in her stead!" The girl began to shake as she witnessed the terror unfold before her..and with a wicked smile on his face, he smeared the blood of her lover off on her cloak Wrought, she collapsed to the floor as she cried out to the heavens Begging and pleading..there has to be another means to this.. You and I were meant to be as one.. We were meant to be forevermore.. Crimson filled the skies, as the storm began to circulate the cavern. Drowning in avarice, he grabbed her by the arm..Their bodies thin to shadow, as they descend upon the artificiant throne

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They watched on, as he rose, the God of the shepherds and flocks His plan coherent with his laughter Driven by madness he starts his approach And his obsession will embody his own fated mind Escaping the hold of the enemy..he's gaining his ground As the legions of the mire begin their descent "I've had enough. All of your lies and deception will falter, its not your place to alter the course of it all.. I have gone so far to bestow this, your threats are worthless, and you'll never take me alive.. I have survived, and I've waited so long just to share with my love all these melodies Enticed by the sweet wretched sounds of belial. I have awaited this night, my Stygian Bride.. Hahaha.. Playing the part in this undying love It is done You are mine forevermore..." She crawls on her knees, miasma slowly lavishing as her cries become whispers Her whispers, a soothing lullaby to his ears Clawing and clawing, she'll never find a way Gasping, as panic fills her lovely face "Begone, oh the horror of it all Can't you see she is dying? I am omniety, no more will I take all these orders from you like a slave For ages you will hear of these Caves..I will find the answer But you've given up on us both All of your lies and deception will falter, its not your place to alter the course of it all.. I have tried so hard to forget this, you will regret this, and you'll never take me alive.." Rising from the throne, he slowly staggered to the darkness of the Caves Weakening and maddening, he reached for his blade "You will beg for my recognition as a disciple amongst the plague" A figure stood before him, as he raised his bloodied hands to his eyes "Panikon deima ero vestri terminus"

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