Cyclic Terror

By Autarkh

On Form in Motion

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Chaos leaking from the gashes

The breeze becomes unraveling storm

Anxious white eyes lurking

Revealing the plague as the sign transforms

Chaos leaking from the gashes

The hoax defined as inherent norm

All is contradicting

Whirlwinds revelate the imminent form

Fractured personalities collapsed into existence

Ruptured ideologies, strange habits and mannerisms

Reality so painful that oblivion was prеferable

Lost in a sea of isolation and dеstructive chaos

A diseased spirit manifested apparent symptoms in us

Self-deception, rationalization, instant gratification

But the light of the blinding star reveals the cyclic terror

"Walketh thy further down and see the soil becometh thy grave pit"

Looking with sick eyes in this blinding star

A glimpse of clarity amidst an obscuring war

Looking with sick eyes in this blinding star

Whirlwinds revelate who we really are

Anything not completely familiar became hostile and dangerous

Entirely paralyzed by the infinite spectrum of images

Our outmoded understanding of the fundamental nature of reality

Shattered and replaced with a new one

We are not the victim of some mysterious and unseen force

That has placed us in a repetitive loop, we're the creators of this course

In utter desperation, we looked for another way

Before we reached a threshold where we are gone beyond recall

Chaos leaking from the gashes

The breeze becomes unraveling storm

Anxious white eyes lurking

Revealing the plague as the sign transforms

Chaos leaking from the gashes

The hoax defined as inherent norm

All is contradicting

Whirlwinds revelate the imminent form

Egos shattered

Characters defected

Complete demoralization

Thrown into multiplied feedback inferno