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HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.
I am your doom
I am your Nemesis
Worthless insects
Tainted, diseased with life
You've created me
To kill your own kind
You've created me
And signed your own sentence
I'll bring you pain
You never knew before
I'll be punishing you
Every moment of eternity
Suffer! Suffer!
There's no deliverance
Suffer! Suffer!
No hope for redemption
Before I slaughtered humankind
I've picked five out of billions
The only survivors
The scapegoats of humanity
Here you are, my chosen few
Prepare for a treat
My torturous games are for you to play
Infinitely
You try to run
But you're in my reality
You try to die
I make you immortal
Look at you, creature
Pitiful, wretched
No limbs, no eyes
No teeth, no soul
You cannot kill yourself
You cannot even scream
What do you feel?
What would you groan
If you could speak?
I have no mouth
And I must scream
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Mutabor
08:09
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On dreadful days, when I give up, I run away and hide
My secret place, my hidden grove, a garden full of life
I sit alone, I watch the birds that soar high in the sky
Majestic sight, I'm mesmerised. If only I could fly
Fly with them
Oh I just learned there is a way, a spell to be transformed
A word to turn into a beast - a wolf or a unicorn
An elephant, or a golden fish, or a tiny flea
My choice is clear - a royal stork. Graceful, noble, free!
"Inhale the powder, visualise the creature
You want to turn into
Then say the word, and you'll start changing
There's no more you!"
My arms have turned into wings, my face into a beak
And I can fly, my dream's fulfilled. I am no longer weak
I spread my wings and join the dance
Of everlasting bliss
A maiden stork enchants me with her beauty
As we kiss
And I forget the magic word
And so I shut the door
And so I shall remain a bird
For evermore
I shall transform
Mutabor
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House Dagoth
09:37
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ALL CRIES ARE WAKING!
Whitest White of all Whites!
Blackest Black of all Blacks!
Shame and Son, Sun and Shadow!
Stronger than gods, brighter than mortals!
Only He is Awake!
Only He is Alive!
He Knows the Names and the Naming!
He Knows the Wait and the Waiting!
He Enters into every Star and Moon!
He Shines through their Shadows!
One Shape, One Spelling!
One Wraith, One Casting!
From Darkness, He is Armed!
From Light, He is Warded!
He is All Things!
Drake! Liche! Theomen!
On rivers of fire he comes forth!
Through storms of dreams he rides!
With slivers of steel he pierces the Heart!
All Spells, Powers, Curses Broken!
The Chains are Shattered!
The Scales Fall Away!
I see you with MY EYE!
And all is SILENCE!
I wake! I Remember!
LORD!
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Edge
10:18
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Like serpents entangled in faint starlight
Black seals entwined in crystal gleam
Dark shapes enframed in a myriad of suns
The infinity ends
The vast plains of snow
The visions of frozen landscapes flow
Silent yet charming sights of pale serenity
You've chosen the way
Where patterns of frost led you astray
To the glacial crypt of thoughts
Aside and away from inner space you roam
Afar from sanctuary of morbid self
Beyond the reason locked in a rotten shell
While lost in everlasting sleep
The path that you walk
So gracefully paved with icy thorns
Led you to the realm forlorn
To the knowledge that made
Illusion of your existence fade
Never to return
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I Am the Doorway
09:35
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I didn't dream it, and I didn't kill him
They did.
Little by little, I felt them.
I am the doorway.
I spent three weeks with my hands bandaged
Every time I went out
Three weeks just blindly hoping it would go away
Beneath the bandages, my new eyes stared blindly
Into the darkness the bandages forced on them
They itched
They killed the boy last night
It wasn't a nice thing to watch (or feel)
His head... it exploded
As if someone had scooped out his brains
And put a hand grenade in his skull
How hideous he was! How could I have lived near him
Spoken with him
He was not a creature, but mute pestilence
He was…
My hands flew up, flew over my head
In a screaming gesture
Reaching to the only familiar thing in this nightmare world - the clouds
And the clouds answered.
I looked down at my hands
The eyes were open but glazed
They had exhausted themselves
They were resting. They dozed
There was a small hearth in the living room, I lit it now
I soaked both hands in kerosene
They came awake immediately, screaming with agony
I almost didn't make it back to the living room, and to the fire.
But I did make it
There was terrible pain
For the first few years
It started again three weeks ago
There is a perfect circle of twelve golden eyes on my chest
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The Rose Garden
08:27
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How say ye that I was lost?
She gazed out, after all, to assure herself
That sight and the eyes showed nothing but a glimmering veil
He had always told her that there was only one
Existence, one science, one religion
That the external world was but a variegated shadow
Which might either conceal or reveal the truth; and now she believed
He had shown her
That bodily rapture might be the ritual
And expression of the ineffable mysteries
Of the world beyond sense, and now she believed
“How say ye that I was lost? I wandered among roses.
Can he go astray who enters the rose garden?
The lover in the house of his Darling is not forlorn.
I wandered among roses. How say ye that I was lost?”
His voice had persuaded her
And now she had the rapture of the perfect knowledge
She had looked out into the silvery night
To sense that for her these things no longer existed
These things no longer existed
She was not any more a part
Of the garden, or the lake, or of the wood
Or of the life that she had led hitherto
His voice had persuaded her
Another line that he had quoted came
“The kingdom of I and We forsake
And your home in annihilation make”
At his bidding she had destroyed her old feelings
And emotions, her likes and dislikes
Inherited loves and hates
Her father and mother had given her
The old life had been thrown
Utterly away. It grew light
And when the dawn burned she fell asleep
“How say ye that I was lost?”
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Remember Citadel
17:23
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What is a drop of rain compared to the storm?
And what is a thought compared to the mind?
Our unity is full of wonders
We do not know death, only change
Do you not trust the feelings of flesh?
Our biology yearns to join with yours
We welcome you to our mass, but you puzzle us
Why do you serve our mother?
Babies must sleep… Babies must rest…
Babies must sleep… Babies must rest…
Life grows within the womb of these walls
Life that has never seen the surface of the Earth
Submit to the biomass
And your suffering will end
You tear our very flesh
With no thought of compassion
Do you think we will sit idly by
While you corrupt very womb of our existence?
Your time is running out. This place is the womb
Where we grow our future. Your weapons fail
Your ammunition runs low, and you’ve
Yet to see our most beautiful creation
All you have is your hatred and your
Individuality.
Now don’t you wish you joined us?
Would you then feel so alone?
The end is at hand, but do not despair
When you see our final descent
As surely the void is better than pain
The struggle you suffer in vain
Now do you realise what blade you have forged?
Vile, the one that will seal our fate
We die, but you must beware of Mother Machine
She is a stranger to everything we are
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Superstatic Dublin, Ireland
In 2017 Rustam (of Rakoth and Umbral Presence) starts another solo project, Superstatic. The name was taken as a reference
to Rakoth's debut album, "Superstatic Equilibrium". This time it's Doom/Death. The first album, "Key to the Abyss", based on the works of Russian horror writer Ilya Masodov, was released in 1998.
The second album's mastering is finished in March 2021. To be continued...
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