Monoliths & Dimensions

Thunderous resonant sounds call from beyond the depths And the winds of gravity change, In memories of the consciousness of the ancient rocks, Nature's answer to the eternal question The tunnels of the sky Meet under oceans And fall into the vortex of Bermuda The secret of the poles Where the Eskimo never where The lightning, The megatons of water They fly within A spinning thunderous vortex At the poles of the world In the labyrinth of lost directions Mankind's falsehood is the weight of gravity Current current current The sun has moved where the lines of the compass lay vertical at the gates Where the world inside Stands alone in front of eternity In the 4 fields of the hollow earth I search for the riddle of the clouds Where the new world shall form from clouds Gouging funnels in the great abyss of the sky In the shape of the one stream Where tunnels open into the great nothing And the giant spaces that rent gravity Unto the depths of the earth Alight becomes the riddle of the labyrinth Where the channels of the junction Reform the ethos And forget Everything I search for the riddle of the clouds From where a new world shall form A tunnel gouges in the shapes Of the stream in the great abyss Of the sky

Megszentségteleníthetetlenségeskedéseitekért "For your repeated incapabilities of having been 'unholified' Deconsecration perhaps is the opposite of oneness in a sacred sense"

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

I got you in my sublimes of dreams The origin of my kind The answer to my questionless being In the themes of Marduk's collapse When the asteroids explode Around the whole of the sun As the clouds were lightened up And the fire balls were roaming And the blue turns empty dried The cradle of the next generation Risen from above the lands Descending like a dreamless castle For a new hope Cities rising from the rocks The earth gives its mercy But no more gold for the traitors Who possess the ancient ruins By their untruth spells They take the world and the earth breathing fire On the endless oil seas Never ending towers of flames Oh Cydonia merrily a picture of dreamless Is it cold out there in the fields of those memories? Look at me

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?