Hекроист - Anthropocosmosis

I

As the World descent so much into mud while aiming to head towards the highest skies
Never ending shine it imagined so smart and began to fulfill its plan to find out
What’s beyond the veil of forbidden paths and what taste of temptation is offered throughout our lives now and forever after all times and all that is gone again and again through axis of time is lost to be found one day from the ground grasped by the hand of man who broke the seal and led the rest through the final contest of life…

The process must complete in order to point out the trace of secret path roughly lurks from behind the veil that covers horizons teaching us suffer in silence…
Leads us towards the waves of everlasting choice expected from us to design damnation
Pain, meant to relay the measure of poem on screenplay domain displeased by the audience
Again through a silent feedback from the fathers watching our hands and feeding on decisions we made on our final journey to death to obtain continuity…

II

Gale of thunder dispatched through the void flushing with sparks the domain once so cold
After its pass the fields so vast drowned in dust of millennium rust
Tearing apart and falling down to reborn from ashes of the future now
Eternal turn of the wheel, everlasting quest to find all the keys

Every single turn as decision on axis of time reflects on itself with consequences

The world above at left and the world below at opposite side
Together combined in one space and time hard to define superior mind…

In every star it burns in every planet dwells, in every move and every breath
Life is the story teller
Doorways of the gods the ancient ways of kings in the lives of every man wattle the consequences
Climb or descend the ladder is yours, the goal lies towards the claws of purification….

We are the gods lost in our thoughts heading towards our own embrace decayed the most
But there’s no world where no victories fall and ladder of gold leads through the valley of death

Everlasting roam through vortex of karmic storms...

Anyway we go on the crossroads encountered on route
This feeling of being watched by pantheon of those before us
In the wake of the knowledge being just there
The Galactic crown grows in splendor while rays of its dawn enlighten the path
There… Anywhere we walk, what rivers do we cross and how do we want to thrive…

Eyes of our fathers stare down at us feeding with every move since first to the last

Every single taken step and every thought that changed our turn, carefully disputed and judged in this great wattle web of life…

III

Every moment weighed for every portion it’s own curve dispatched
Everything is carefully managed to maintain its sole existence
Every time and every plan for all twinkles in old history great!

“ …and Thou shalt be the harvest and Thou shalt be paid with grievance
For time Thou dwelleth in shadows Thou must be obey…”

Superstitious slavery comes with the lack of understanding
The code of life and its taken path on journey through the stars
When the decision that lies on every man’s path is chosen without consideration

All witness every rise and fall…
Every turn that makes our life
the route through the river of time
Every single one that we create our path so bright

The path reflects with the mirroring match
Of every taken step on its length
Infested with justice to its very last inch
The accuracy is measure of strength

This is the route for everyone to take no matter how hateful
No matter where no matter when the silence is the sound of the ages
And the everyone is about to hear the word of eternity
In every tongue and every way for all understood

As the world continues to crawl on its knees towards its bitter end
And anyone can blame the others for the route they have taken
And follow the path of their own-self decision

But their ways will reflect with the same whatever they shall do on their path towards
The everlasting glory of the plain of the gods they deserve to obtain the access to halls of their inner self…