Harbinger of Ruin

The Animist (CAN)

I am ushered into this breathless oblivion
This silence, so serene
Welcoming me to the end
All pain erased
Memory enfold
Left with but faint whispers of self
All pain erased
Memory enfold
Left with but faint whispers of

I cannot recall
The agony from which I came
I bear no form
I have no name
"I am" no longer
"I am" no longer
Unknowing, a mere silhouette left desolate
Desolatе

Her voice calls forth
Her voicе calls forth
Piercing through hallowed silence
"Rise my child, you shall now serve a different purpose"
"Rise my child, we have so much to do"
"Rise my child, you shall now serve a different purpose"
"Rise my child"

She beckons me into her embrace
Yet I know not why
I know not why
Compelled against my own will
My volition abandoned
"Come my love"
"We have much to do"

I live and breathe once more
Though my heart and lungs lie still
My mind begins to race with thoughts I can't control
I can hear her voice weave within my being
I can feel her gaze within my eyes

"My son"
"My son"
"We've so much to do"
"My son"
"We've so much to do"

"Rise my child, you shall now serve a different purpose"
"Rise my child, we have so much to do"
"Rise my child, you shall now serve a different purpose"
"Rise my child"

Bound to pain
My shadow contorts and winds
Sinews thread forth like twine
Bones spew forth and mend
The coalescence of flesh and soul
Limbs intertwine as my form is once more restored

I cannot recall
The agony from which I came
I bear no form
I have no name
"I am" no longer
"I am" no longer
Unknowing, a mere silhouette left desolate
Desolate

My hands snap forth and I watch
As the light draws back from another’s eyes
I can hear them scream
I feel nothing
I feel nothing
I can feel their souls course through my own
As I realize I am no longer my own

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