The composer/creator/architect, a being of pure energy/consciousness/information, crafted this masterpiece/tapestry/assemblage with the intent to transcend/shatter/blur the boundaries of perception/reality/understanding. Every/Each/Numerous note is a vibration/pulse/ripple through the fabric of existence/being/awareness, inducing/provoking/igniting a journey/exploration/experience into the uncharted depths/territories/realities of the mind/soul/consciousness. Listeners are encouraged/invited/transformed to submit/surrender/embrace the cacophony/harmony/chaos, for only within its vortex/current/whirlwind can true illumination/revelation/awakening be found.
- Brace your mind
- This is not music
- Let go of all preconceptions
Black Demon, Black Dream
This ain't no fairy tale, see? It's a dark story about a soul divided. One side thirsts for control, the other yearns for redemption. It's a constant struggle inside, and sometimes that clash spills out into the world. You got your champions, trying to do what's right, but they're up against forces that are ancient. And then there's the hidden truth, lurking in the depths just waiting to be unearthed.
Chemical Euphoria's Embrace
The world fades, replaced by a tapestry woven from pure sensation. Throbbing pleasure courses through your veins, a tidal wave washing away everyworry. You are whole, a symphony of sensation. Time stretches, its grip loosened by the intoxicating embrace of this artificial paradise. This is pleasure's domain, where reality bows to the power of altered perception.
Seeking Shadows in the Void|
A whisper of change stirs in the abyss. An ethereal glow flickers on the edge of awareness, promising knowledge to those brave enough to venture for it. But the unknowns hold their own grip, tempting the soul with deception. To follow these shadows is to embark a journey into the essence of being, where the lines between truth blur and the identity itself becomes fragmented.
It is a path fraught with uncertainty, yet the lure is irresistible. For what awaits at the end of this exploration? A revelation? Or the absorption into the nothingness? Only those who accept to face the shadows can truly know.
Gushing Fear, Fine Hope
The air is thick with anxiety, a palpable burden hanging over us all. Our dreams seem fragile, easily crushed by the relentless onslaught of chaos. Yet, even in this bleak landscape, there are glimmers of hope. Small acts of courage, like delicate seeds, hold the potential to blossom into something transformative. We must cultivate these fragile sparks, nurturing them with unwavering belief. Perhaps, just perhaps, they are the key to overcoming this dreadful reality and forging website a new path forward.
Lost in the Serpent's Dance
Within the whirlpooling abyss of emerald scales, one becomes ensnared in a macabre ballet. The rhythm of the serpent's movement captivates the unwary into a somnambulistic trance. Beware the hissss, for it reveals only oblivion.