Deimos Songtext
von Serocs

Part I
No sight as empty as grief itself
Stuck in an accidental
Meeting of possibilities

Become endlessly unfilled
Quiet the restlessness of the mind
Only then will you witness
Everything unfolding from emptiness

Introspection has no conclusion
When there′s nothing inside
But endless void

Become endlessly unfilled

A lost touch with chaos
After senseless pathos
Forget the self and fear nothing
Or embrace it and despair


Part II
Self-Indulgence of the mind and soul
Fulfillment impossible
For desire will both eat you
And leave you starving
Gnaw at the hand dragging you
Inconceivable
A fatal entrance to abandon

Alienation self-prescribed
Quiet the restlessness of the mind
Inner being, fully exposed
Strands of rotting flesh, intertwined

Naked reality of falsified ego
Regressiveness of self
Imperceptible degradation
Of perceptible fixation

Visions of ill-shaped fiends
Turning a wheel of pain
To the sounds of trumpets
Hidden in the skies
Looking down on a mural
Of micro torture scenes
Sharp ends gouging fire from earthen limbs
Spitting in the lungs of headless idols
Helplessness of thought
Descent into expulsion


Part III
Can you picture your despair?
Bowels levitating across inward clouds
Orbiting a tower of defunct kings
Magma spilled from their orifices

A thousand arms reach for the skin
Fragmenting an empty figure
Hauling the pieces at the edges of exospheres
Will it repent my way back?

Manifest transparence
Embrace simplicity
Reduce selfishness
Without promise of transcendence

So the unwilling soul
Sees what's hidden
And the ever-wanting soul
Sees only what it wants

Hate unto others
As they have hated unto thee
Acid that harms more its vessel
Than that on which it is poured

Engulfed in malignity
Crusaders sheltering my flesh
As scriptures burn
These words ignored
Come forth with rancor

Anger and imagination
Recipe for fixation
Savage self-frustration
The end of tender beginnings

Part IV
Es-tu ego?
Un monde de désenchantement
Englouti dans un néant intérieur
Et trahis par son écorce périssable

Les plaies infligées aux êtres estropiés
Se décalquent sur le corps du souverain
Comme une gangrène immaculée

Taken, I am not
Capitulating before the immensity
Of the cosmos

Inverting a path asymmetrical
Where walls suffocate absorbing excellence
Omnipotence fatally puncturing perception

Betrayal of self
Wounds that bleed again
At the slightest word
Pain insists upon being attended to
A shout to deaf ears

Leave no path untaken
Let your fears unfurl
Barely recognizable
Misshapen

Part V

Part VI
Abstracting eyesight
Dormant in a shrine
Morphing into essence
Wallowed visions, timeless

Structuring chaos
To become existence
Devoid of reason
Condemned to afflictions

No sun to worship
In the absence of light
All beliefs converge
In abyssal conclusions

Forever nameless
A horde of mares fills
A horrendous void
Dissolving the antisphere

Sprung from ignorance
Painful indifference
For I am not to die
Impotent, belligerent
Levitating above the expansive self

Swirling reality of obscure origin
An egotistical divide yet unexplored
Suffocating omniscient emptiness
There is nothing to fear aside selfhood itself.