Sometimes I do feel as if im two steps from entering his domain, two steps from eternal darkness, endless pain, two steps from hell. This world twisting and contorted into a ghastly figure, a creature bearing a beautiful mask but lying behind it, shear malice, relentless torment. You begin to wonder then, am I not already in hell? This modern day society, a whirlpool, a riptide of depravity and anger, a flurry of sadness and despair, when and where does it all end and begin? Is there a hell and heaven? Is there anything worse or better? When life grabs you with its bloody claws, slamming you into the ground, letting out a deafening cry of reality, you feel it slip. You feel your sanity, your consciousness, it all starts to fade, it mixes, crossing boundaries that should never be crossed, forming amalgamated thoughts, abominations to wicked to even whisper of. As you lay inside a crater of what once was a complete human, life throwing a bombardment of punches, it tries its best to shatter you as a whole and you wonder as the pain begins to rise, do I give in? Do I let go? What could be worse then life itself? Constantly dragging me down and ripping me apart? Why shouldn't I give in? Could I not become one with life and drag others down with me? Alas, life has left for a moment of rest and peace. The smoke and depri of your personality settle slightly, you are beyond repair by any means so what's left then I ask? You hold no value anymore, you barely even exist, what even are you? A thought leftover perhaps, an after image of someone who flew too close to the sun? Not another soul could tell because those who find themselves here do not have the energy to even move, they lay in wait...for either death or life to take them for there is no difference, death is a part of life and life is a part of death. Good can be evil and evil can be good. The boundaries of morality have been dismantled at the roots, suddenly you feel there is no right or wrong as it all ends with death and starts with life. Of course those who find themselves in the crater, those who return to seek help and restoration, they are broken down further, humanity rears its grotesque head, bearing its fangs of rich selfishness, if you don't not have money, if you don't not have success, if you do not follow me blindly then you are nothing and throw you back down. There is one evil in the world, one and only one, humans. They have simultaneously created hell and heaven on earth, a place of freedom and eternal torment, a place where many or born and even more die. I shed a tear, as I see my essence leak out of my tattered body, I see no hope, I see no help, no reassurance or reality, I see a sickening poem, ever changing, with no bounds, no rules nor limits, it does what it wants and while childish and futile, inevitably walking towards death, they still act as if....as if...........they themselves are God's and I find the energy within me to sit up. Whispering quietly "you are nothing of the same" I slowly rise, the pain unbearable, "you, all of you could never rival..." I stand..... I look up one last time, straight into life's eyes, a color unbearable, indescribable, uncontrollable, unfathomable to my mind but it does not matter..." with my last breathe, last thought i shout "not a single soul will ever whiteness anything more then the fragility of their own fucking mind." I love this song so much, thank you for slowing it down.
Love this. Can you do Thomas Bergersen's Sonera track as well?
Thanks man. When I have some free time, sure.
Sometimes I do feel as if im two steps from entering his domain, two steps from eternal darkness, endless pain, two steps from hell. This world twisting and contorted into a ghastly figure, a creature bearing a beautiful mask but lying behind it, shear malice, relentless torment. You begin to wonder then, am I not already in hell? This modern day society, a whirlpool, a riptide of depravity and anger, a flurry of sadness and despair, when and where does it all end and begin? Is there a hell and heaven? Is there anything worse or better? When life grabs you with its bloody claws, slamming you into the ground, letting out a deafening cry of reality, you feel it slip. You feel your sanity, your consciousness, it all starts to fade, it mixes, crossing boundaries that should never be crossed, forming amalgamated thoughts, abominations to wicked to even whisper of. As you lay inside a crater of what once was a complete human, life throwing a bombardment of punches, it tries its best to shatter you as a whole and you wonder as the pain begins to rise, do I give in? Do I let go? What could be worse then life itself? Constantly dragging me down and ripping me apart? Why shouldn't I give in? Could I not become one with life and drag others down with me? Alas, life has left for a moment of rest and peace. The smoke and depri of your personality settle slightly, you are beyond repair by any means so what's left then I ask? You hold no value anymore, you barely even exist, what even are you? A thought leftover perhaps, an after image of someone who flew too close to the sun? Not another soul could tell because those who find themselves here do not have the energy to even move, they lay in wait...for either death or life to take them for there is no difference, death is a part of life and life is a part of death. Good can be evil and evil can be good. The boundaries of morality have been dismantled at the roots, suddenly you feel there is no right or wrong as it all ends with death and starts with life. Of course those who find themselves in the crater, those who return to seek help and restoration, they are broken down further, humanity rears its grotesque head, bearing its fangs of rich selfishness, if you don't not have money, if you don't not have success, if you do not follow me blindly then you are nothing and throw you back down. There is one evil in the world, one and only one, humans. They have simultaneously created hell and heaven on earth, a place of freedom and eternal torment, a place where many or born and even more die. I shed a tear, as I see my essence leak out of my tattered body, I see no hope, I see no help, no reassurance or reality, I see a sickening poem, ever changing, with no bounds, no rules nor limits, it does what it wants and while childish and futile, inevitably walking towards death, they still act as if....as if...........they themselves are God's and I find the energy within me to sit up. Whispering quietly "you are nothing of the same" I slowly rise, the pain unbearable, "you, all of you could never rival..." I stand.....
I look up one last time, straight into life's eyes, a color unbearable, indescribable, uncontrollable, unfathomable to my mind but it does not matter..." with my last breathe, last thought i shout "not a single soul will ever whiteness anything more then the fragility of their own fucking mind."
I love this song so much, thank you for slowing it down.