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Unimaginable Darkness

by Misothronos

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1.
Last Days In Ta Prohm 04:27
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Lunacies of undead corpses, laughter in the house of God Captivating evil forces, vomit from the old black dog Opium eater - The savage crimes of inscribed words No fearless leader, no one to bind away the curse Suggest a suicide, a plate of pills and razorblades A way to escape Earth Red drink of poison, its sweet cool taste on this hot night A spiritual rebirth Ascend, but not too far. Stay in the plane that lies between Fixate upon the stars, geometry keeps you unseen Ignore the voices, their tricks and lies will burn your soul You have no choices, but levitate through the black hole Now that you’re dead, how do you like the taste? No smell, no sound, no touch or embrace Old dreams have died, no memories of dismay New dreams await and call you further away [Spoken] In the temple of the blind idiot - he floats skinless in a prysm encased in stone - forever in orbit with the second moon of mars - beings from other planets bring sacrificial young so that he may feed on them in exchange to restore their wisdom of the old spells - the knowledge that ultimate technology is a gateway to primordial life - a door leading back to the womb. Time and time again, death becomes all too easy - a perfect circle held together by five stars. All humanity unknowingly lives and dies and is born again to die again trapped in the pentagram.
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Omelas 04:55
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We dream of paradise - A beautiful end to justify the hell we’ve lived Leaders shall paint us a clear path way - All we must do is follow United under a singular vision. The concentrated will of many, unbreakable Utopia will take our form - reject all other outcomes This is our world As the world that birthed our creed Shifts into what we could not foresee Dogma starts to clash with all that is real Ripping apart the seams holding the dream in place All of this manifesting unintended consequences Driving those once loyal to find another way Passing through the gates Into unimaginable darkness Only they know where they go For they are the ones who walk away Stubborn pursuits of utopia Break the world as its forced into shape Cries of the trampled are drowned out In pursuit of a vision already lost We ask whose bones we stand on now We can’t let naive desires of paradise Lead to willful ignorance of those who suffer for its sake Utopia was never our cause We fight to alleviate the oncoming suffering We walk away from a world that demands complacency in oppression
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DeadFuck 01:37
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The saw blade in your neck Twist off your fucking head Screams drowned in blood and spit There’s nothing you can do Now you’re the first to die All out of nowhere in bloody agony Before you can believe what’s happening it’s far too late Sadistic sociopathy running through my rotting brain Blood comes cascading down from your open throat Your head half detached, I grab your skull and give it a good- The satisfying crunch of your twisted spine The rush of murder - so brutal and swift DeadFuck
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Segmentation Fault 08:18
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Plugged into oblivion Apathy consumes Lights and patterns Hypnotizing Connected, alienated from the outside world Interpersonal connections weakened by cybernetic manipulation The only hint of humanity across the sea of diodes An avatar of self-parody and false self-idolization The surgical effects of the skinner box rewire my mind Numbing me into acceptance of my current state Strangling my remaining desire for human touch and contact I feel my death The unavoidable feeling that this manipulation is intentional Not just a form of control, but of exploitation Responding to every action with a language of light and sound Designed by committee to trigger some sort of mental algorithm Digging deep into the lower levels of my processing, rewriting fundamental values Redistributing pain and pleasure, striking an apathetic equilibrium Removing crisis of the self along with the self It feeds on me I walk this world defined by rigid meaning I find a broken seam of madness amidst the order Something resembling what was here before The warmth is so inviting - I think I feel again Oh god it burns! Time’s left my nerves in hunger So much life at once crashes everything Corruption spreads - sectors left irreparable I fall back into a world that makes too much sense This is all so overwhelming, resistance dulled by fragile nature But my awareness and refusal to accept may be my saving grace Through the scattered and unoptimized corners of my mind, my humanity hides With my desire to connect once again. From there, I fight back. The corrupted sectors by their undefinition strengthen my absurdities. This chaos within, failed to be overwritten, breathes life back into me Tempting though the desire to never feel again may be This corruption is me

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Most of Unimaginable Darkness was written after moving from Texas to Canada during the global Coronavirus pandemic, in the midst of isolation, confusion, and uncertainty. This work is the product of what has been a long, personal, and difficult transition into a new and harshly unexpected world.

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released February 3, 2023

Tkaronto : “the place in the water where the trees are standing”

Tkaronto is in the 'Dish With One Spoon Territory’.
The Dish With One Spoon is a treaty between the Anishinaabe, Mississaugas and Haudenosaunee that bound them to share the territory and protect the land.
Subsequent Indigenous Nations and peoples, Europeans and all newcomers have been invited into this treaty in the spirit of peace, friendship and respect.

Misothronos is:
Anaris- Vocals (Omelas, DeadFuck, Segmentation Fault), Guitars, Bass
Jacob L- Vocals (Last Days In Ta Prohm)

Music and lyrics for Omelas, DeadFuck, and Segmentation Fault written by Anarch
Music for Last Days In Ta Prohm written by Anarch and Jacob L
Lyrics for Last Days in Ta Prohm written by Jacob L

Recorded between April and July of 2022 in Tkaronto

Mixed by Joerge Luedicke at The Vector Machine in College Station, TX

Misothronos logo designed and drawn by Jacob L

Album Design & Layout by thatdudehrothgar
Insta: @thatdudehrothgar

Special thanks to: All of my old friends down south who encouraged my creative pursuits and ambitions leading up to this point, all of my new friends up north who have welcomed me, all of the activists who fight for survival against a dark future, all of those who inspire great strength in others by living and thriving in the face of a hostile world.

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