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panic fuel. lo! irk! - inconcessus lux lucis lyrics

pan
the circle is broken
pan
and the fissure is thee
pan
for you have awoken
pan
set sail towards me!
come to me, come to me, pan

to pan rex satyros
ride the roaring waves of thanatos and eros
for i am a thousand outstretched arms
driven by a haunting, fading, thousand*times dreamed dream
and my arms span the great and black sea of all possibility
from gap to gap to gap
not one single finger is wetted by the sea

for the sea is my blood
and contained within my blood is
a reflection of the victory and strife of a soul yearning for complеtion

come! come! come!
lord of thе broken halo

come! come! come!
father of the black sun

come! come! come!
like a burning tornado

come! come! come!
as order undone

and i will reach further and further, until further exists no more
and when i have swept aside every last star
and have inhaled entire galaxies
i will then rupture the nature of nothingness itself
plunging my fist through the vitriolic non*fabric
of the one rule, deep into the vast and non*existent, manifold nothingness
all this, all this, all this to exchange a glance
to share a fleeting moment, to gaze into her being
and for her to look back
and into her being
and back
and forth, and back and forth
for a brief moment before all constructs collapse
come! come! come!
lord of the broken halo

come! come! come!
father of the black sun

come! come! come!
like a burning tornado

come! come! come!
as order undone

we are the circle; cyclical extremes of the nature of duality itself
harmonised for but one moment
before the outstretched arms wither and collapse
still with a grip fastened on to that
cyclical circle of perfection, that i had
for a brief interval been, the form i had existed as

it has now cracked and broken at the very point where i united duality
and i am plunging into the great sea of kaos, yet neither rising nor falling

the sea swallowed me whole, but the broken shape rises
up
up
so definitely up
can you see a circle of fire with a fissure torn at the highest point?

do the bindings on your fingers cause you agony?
because they do, me. yes indeed

yet i am burning slowly and proudly
i am rising from the great, black sea

h*rns are rising

- inconcessus lux lucis lyrics

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