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Deep Sea Catacombs
01:23
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Timeshift Pt.I: Wormhole
02:18
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I am a common being,
bound to the Baryonical Matter.
Created from the elements,
of all that there is known to be.
Consuming the energy of all that lives.
Creating chaos and decay.
I, the consumer like them all,
annihilating, with no purpose in life span.
Behind the dust, the enslavement,
there's a force...
As a man that faced the dead,
in the so called,Sea Of Trees,
collocation so near to space,
the Dark Matter that is so unknown in our world,
I felt that part in me....
My effort, was not vainly at all.
The knowledge, gained through time.
I built the mechanical masterpiece,
that threw me in the darkness of time,
that showed me all, I wanted to know.
Admired by the beauty of that created me,
I was sucked in a void.
So as I though...
Crushing the machinery,
the wormhole, with resembled power,
clarifies my transportation...
As I escaped death once more and encountering
the next one,fired in the atmosphere,
crossing with the speed of light,
flaming and agonized, I burst open in...
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3. |
Sea Of Trees
02:23
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Walking through decay,
in a land transcended of all we contain.
capitulated wights, from the formation
ruled in our whole subsistence mingy into simple minded slaves
Few that understand sag in this land.
Wretchedness, suffocation
hounted souls, agony.
Ancient technology,
frozen from activity.
Scrips and decay,
residents the holiness.
The place where the Earth meets the sky.
The perfect place to die!
The sacral collocation of death broth
from a goddess itself.
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4. |
Vortex Distortion Device
03:55
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The machinery novation
My technology divine
the hydrogen induration.
So many years of mucker for that I beget.
Clutter adjudication.
A steel to create, stronger than Titanium cradle.
Accidencial matter witch fails to conduct the heat.
Enduring pressure equivalent to (depths of the)
center of the(of the Earth)
Final product of a single proton and neutron
Cooled to liquid from a single gas
I’ve made the substance that can honor my device
CHRONOLOGY PROTECRION CONJECTURE’S NEGATION
Now I can travel the distance back into the past, prevent the misery brought to this miseration.
Cooled to liquid from a single gas
I’ve made the substance that can honor my device
Now I can travel the distance back into the past
prevent the misery brought to this miseration.
Now I can travel the distance back into the past
prevent the misery brought to this miseration.
To reconstruct the fourth dimensional paradise.
To cure humanity and save us from ourselves.
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5. |
Here You Are
06:58
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REJUVENATION Sofia, Bulgaria
Four piece tech death outfit from Sofia, Bulgaria since 2014
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