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Chapter 1 - Eye to I
09:10
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Enter the House of I
The crucible lies within
Awaken from sorrow's cloud
Hope sets
The cliff has clipped the sun
Future spun
By heralds’ chant
They invoke my judge
Inside the storm
I can see the final chapter of the scry
A welcome death rite
I can see the final breath of the light
Faith fades
I besiege the hand of God
Its gift dissolves
The dust sets
The cross has turned to pall
Inside the storm
I can see the final chapter of the scry
A welcome death rite
I can see the final breath of the light
Affliction
Constriction
Submission
Remission
Ascension
Apparitions guard the rise
Carving a passage for their neophyte’s sacrifice
The cliff is rife with hunger
Waves clamor far below
In need of one more desperate soul to find its home
Lift me far from all the pain my life has sown
The only pathway seems to lead to the crypt below
Clearing mist enters my eyes
Sending me visions of a house despised
Comprised of crimes
This place is long deserted
It’s wishful to bestow
Indoctrination of the answers lost to most
Lift me far from all the pain my life has sown
The only pathway seems to lead to the crypt below
Send me far into the pain I hold
Unveil a pathway through this nightmare’s fold
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Chapter 2 - Maelstrom
06:52
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Swirling ocean gateway starts to rise
Frothing for the darkness in my mind
Your time has come
The milling of your past
Was sent amongst the clouds
Inside retribution lies
Where sirens cast webs
For those falsely proud
Washed ashore, those that came before
They could not find the cure
They could not find the core
Seek truth
In the house beyond
Just take a breath in
And step into the eye
Voice swallowed by the maelstrom’s masks of choice
Falling teeth sent as a payment to its death call
Terror withdraws
Charon’s hand wields the serpent's scales of twins
Hailing me towards a cocoon of broken deadfall
To face a new trial
Fate twists below in the eye unknown
Waves of memories hide and twist in the
Maw withdraws in its psalm’s portals
Weaved within the waiting awe of the maelstrom
Seven heads of the serpent beckon for my soul
Leading me towards a doorway in the spiral
Far below
Fate twists below in the eye unknown
Waves of memories hide and twist in the
Maw withdraws in its psalm’s portals
Weaved within the waiting awe of the maelstrom
And in his final breath he gave way to the serpent’s will
As its seven heads fanned above him
Sheltering him from the tears that longed to kiss his lungs
Charon’s song fell upon yearning yet deaf ears
And the sirens tucked their subjects back into their wombs
All submitting to the house and its warden’s call
Can’t fight the incessant light
Drowning fear
Purging night
Maw of visions opens wide
Summoning from its core
Pray that the maelstrom will cure
Pining for the waiting stye
Tempted to a place obscure
Pray that the maelstrom will cure
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PART 1
Cold in a glade
I can sense the twilight
Echo extends through the fen
Her lips are blowing crimson to mine
I hunger for strength
Inside her blood
I taste that I am whole
Trapped under ice, under lies
She withers in the pool’s eye
I can’t forsake the creation of emptiness in her heart
In her scars
Inside her blood
I never feel alone
Until she fades on
Tangled in my vine
Callous invades
Seeds of thorns entwined
In all her memories
Wading towards the silence
Echo stays defiant
I pray her cries will fade
To sever this bane I've caused
But now her curse will thrive
PART 2
Beneath the moon
I found her grave
A gold bloom
Is rooting upon her name
A gift of all I could provide
Forged by pride
Her hand breaks through the earth
Under the ground she bays
Inside her wounds she feels the Narcissus reign
I feel her
Cold touch is opening all the flesh
Exposing all I have to hide
Void inside
Her hand breaks through my veins
Under the ground she bays
Inside her wounds she feels the Narcissus reign
Unending Echo stains
Under the ground she bays
Inside her wounds she feels the Narcissus reign
Innocence is damned
Love enslaved
Dying hearts I've cast
Spread the plague
Buried in my crimes
The echo wanes
Shouting towards the light
She resonates
Oh, my love
Forgive all I’ve done
Echoes bind
The cells we grow
Condemned to die alone
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Lost inside lights
Pixels painting
Glass canvas of dazzling blight
Temples drowning
Detach the core
Inject the cord
Too high to see this circuit's closed
Yield, nurse, divide
Flux denied
Bathing in vacuums feels sublime
Leave me to demise
Euphoric sight, glass pushed to eye
Unreal world of lies
The cables in my wrists send subjugation of the soul
I waste alone
Sent afloat
Ecstasy in prisons
Built of singed drones
Mainframe grips control
Euphoric sight, glass pushed to eye
Unreal world of lies
The cables in my wrists send subjugation of the soul
I waste alone
Metastatic box
Suffocates the flux
Rip these cords of sloth
Free me from its crux
Free, I enter the sun
Where shadows die
The machine has exposed
Graveyards of dreams now littered by suicides all succumbed
To its lights
Their chimeras become
Slaves of the engrained code
Dying to sow this stained ground
I can’t say goodbye
My chasm
Cries for a link to something
What have I become?
Voluntary slave
Thirsting to obey
Distant nexus forms the bond
No wonder I’m alone
The paradox born
From the machine I have grown
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Inside a shroud of fog
A billion shades form the marching throng
Faceless rise in cryptic skins
Language coded in riddled hymns
Cacophony of faiths
Cry out for my inner fear
A lexicon so strange
My ego can't persevere
So I must send them into their graves
Through kosmocide
I find my face
The faceless lost inside mine
This kosmocide
Will thrive in hate
Difference deified
These delphic forms cannot transcend my throne
They're not gods
Invading all of the truths that
I have molded inside these walls
Through kosmocide
I find my face
The faceless lost inside mine
This kosmocide
Will thrive in hate
Difference deified
Slain, it falls into my arms
But I can't find cause to mourn
Eyes under skin erupt to share their alms
A face is born
I’m paralyzed to find this face is so familiar
Matched its killer
Can’t deny the faceless are my own
Their fleeting breath is calling me home
I can’t obey this call to arms
I can’t betray this crucible
Clones of anguish
Apathy sows
I have sown
They come, they come
They march to heed the house’s call
They come, they come
Erasing faces from us all
This kosmocide
Denies my face
The faceless formed inside mine
This kosmocide
Survived with hate
Empathy ends this divide
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Inside the bones
Destiny is drawn
Cut from the lambs
A hecatomb of pawns
In carnage of men
I can feel alive
The flames of entropy arrive
Come find your fate
A mammonist is carved
From skins of slain
Beware
For these flames will coffer eyes
Behold the Haruspex
I will sway
The viscera’s sign
Burning in the skins
Mercy decays
Walls of fire chase me to my
Home finds your pain
Rapacious mites conceived
In victory
Beware
Of the circles in your gold
Behold the Haruspex
I will sway
The viscera’s sign
Burning in the skins
Mercy decays
Walls of fire chase me to my
Grave made of flames
Crown ablaze
The zenith burns tonight
Weapons forged in false pride
Conquered by the flames as
Visions wreak the cure
Karma bleeds the pure
My lesions hold the runes
Telling signs of greed's doom
Hatred remains
I must obey
The voice of my home
Corpses live in shame
They call me to sew
Lead me from the flames
Into your unknown
See (x5)
Behold the Haruspex
I will sway
The viscera’s sign
Burning in the skins
Mercy decays
I can’t be the Haruspex
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This path is littered by
Wraiths without sight
Shuffling through a doorway
Droning in a malaise
In gibberish they proclaim
“I can’t find my eyes
They flew away in that mirror”
This house is left to rot
Neglected of its wisdom
Pathos guards the entry
Purple lights imbue me
Whispers from the hearth say
“I can’t find my eyes
They flew away in that mirror”
Answers lie in harrowed minds
Buried in corpses weighed inside ego
Your fears shall
Be put to rest in the House of I’s cowl
Home layered in secrets is forcing my
Eyes unto all the sin
I can barely see my
Flesh inside these walls
What have I become?
An echo haunts through abandoned halls
She consecrates the enlightened souls
She drifts in silence into the sanctum’s polestar
She serves as guide to the House of I’s core
Home layered in secrets is forcing my
Eyes unto all the sin
I can barely see my
Flesh inside these walls
What have I become?
How was I wrong?
This wicked world birthed the outcome
In their false cradle’s grasp
I always felt alone
Pariah disowned
Blackened haze drifts from empty rooms
Clearing all the scapegoat’s severed heads
Leaving insight of the victims of my hand
Deaf to the saints
Their blessings lost in my descent
I can’t see, I can’t know
That the darkness is a golem
Of my own thumb
Shadows gorge from their crumbling thrones
My doppelganger feasts on haloed hearts
Each is branded with the echoes I have wrought
Beyond the chapters of your vice
A beacon burns bright for its chance to shine
Welcome home
Ghosts drift into a mirror made of teeth
Following their eyes to the pith of peace
They're coming home
Welcome home
Nest in a waiting light
In an attic of shrines
Hestia finds my hatching hope
Wrapped in a mirror's guise
Unravel my soul
Show me salvation’s sun
Unveil a sign
Mirror drops
My spirit flies
This introspection is the gate to I
Cracking the self's walls, now I see with true sight
That I’m the master of the midnight inside
Climbing to the light
I will find my eternity
Outside, I will find a life
Free from the pain
I will rise (x4)
Return from the House of I
Echo the eyes within
Send them to those without
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Boo Radley's House San Francisco, California
Boo Radley's House is a 4-piece heavy, concept rock band hailing from the San Francisco Bay Area. The music is influenced with elements of heavy metal, progressive rock, and alternative fusion rock. The band consists of Bart Tramer (vocals/keyboard), Eddie Rogers (guitars), Keith Hammond (bass/keyboard/e-bow), and Cody Morrison (drums). ... more
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