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The Omega Syndicate

by SwampGoat

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Mudsucker 03:36
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The end of the road has finally come My body lay still My mind becomes numb I think of times The glorious past My final breath comes Dismal silence at last This is my dirge Remember me if you will In the end I don’t fucking care
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I can hear them yelling, from streets to rooftops That the end is coming That the syndicate has arrived As if Jesus himself had appeared, The mob descends to their knees Begging for Omega Praying for the stars to align In the end, there is no pity Only curiosity Why does humanity always seek the end? Judge all things except for themselves Awaiting the end-times without doubt
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There is land beyond Death Far above the broken hopes Past the tangled vines of dream Wings of honor guide the journey Virtue remaining the last ambition Servitude, the greatest mortal coil Solace found only in the last expiration A keeper stands at the gate, foreboding judgment Oblique is his grin, with eyes that pierce the veil of intention In his left hand, a gnarled oaken staff In his right, Spiritus Mundi flows like an open wound Seeping whispers conflicting faith and logic The words of grace exalt the soul as entry is permitted Quenched from above, providing nourishment from below Transitioning flesh into bone, and bone into nothingness Life would appear to have dispersed this place But only consciousness has faded into obscurity Human Anatomy recycled into the earth, flourishing new life Energy transferred into the cosmos A discovery that Man has not been privileged
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Created in his image I kneel onto the ground Embrace the beast within I am gifted with hooves
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I raise my hands to the sky Withered, prepared to die Final thoughts through my mind Flow slowly into mist That shields my eyes My truth has never felt so real Gaze upon me, Judas For I am your shadow Condescending right from wrong To the lions I throw my soul Trumpeters play no more

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released January 22, 2014

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