Текст Origin – Absurdity Of What I Am

The loathsome emptiness
Of an inverted landscape
Nature is desitute
Earthly quarantine

Defanged and stripped of ego
Failures — shattered psyche
Amniotic wormhole
Passage to obsolescence

Echo surmounts the voice
Burden of procreation
A flawed totality
Spawned in blood, built to hate

Limits of articulation
Lack of a grand design
Depths of depravity
The absurdity of what i am

Plagued — How many prophets warned
Decay — A broken Ouroboros
Shunned — Dripping with latent horror
Exile — Sanctity of descent

Laying waste — To generations
Recede the sprawl — Ebb of mankind
Break the cycle — Tearing away
Soul and sinew — Spoils of war

Plagued — How many prophets warned
Decay — A broken Ouroboros
Shunned — Dripping with latent horror
Exile — Sanctity of descent

There’s no exit
In the wake of Orthodoxy

Nothing comes from nothing

Rebelling against polarity
Succumb to the negation
Blood on our hands tipping the scales
Swathed in a blasphemy

Experience undimension
Absurdity of what i am