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letra de ragnarok ii: the calling (live) - the mechanisms

[verse 1: void]
in the carriages behind them, the window is no bar
to the giant raging fire of an ever-dying star
that reaches, rends, seizes poor doomed frey
no weapon, no defense as his void-burnt flesh is flayed
his sister freya watches, but her new throat cannot scream
as odr, her husband, fades as though a dream
in the now eternal instant of her loss, her eyes grow wet
but instead of tears what falls is golden red as the final sunset
the silver and the platinum of etchings on the wall
reach to her, her melting skin their cold embrace appalls
as she fuses to the core of this abomination train
forever watching, but robbed of any way to voice her pain
she sees as tyr regrows the hand he lost to fenrir’s blade
as he fights the t–th of rabid garm, whose mind like sand has slipped away
but no new limb will save his blood from garm’s devouring jaws
though his fingers find his heart and they merge dead upon the floor
and cosmic madness reigns

[spoken interlude: lyffrasir]
“in odin’s carriage she watches through the window, untouched by the chaos. loki stares at her, eyes wide, mind finally clear.”

[verse 2: loki]
what is this inside my mind
that drags out what i left behind
my eyes now clear, the call begun
so long ago, odin what have you done?
[verse 3: odin]
i’ve done it, though i never knew
the dreams that ate at me were true
a fool i was, hubristic, vain
to think conquest the purpose of my train

[verse 4: loki]
this train is not what we had planned
we built but did not understand
i tried to stop it but i failed
there’s no protection now we are derailed

[verse 5: odin]
derailing? yes! its higher need
was reached as soon as it was freed
you heard the call, but ran away
you could not stop the coming of this day

[verse 6: void, loki, & odin]
a day, a week, a thousand years
means naught to what the train draws near
nuclear chaos, roiling, screaming
lulled by demon flutes to keep it dreaming
children of the sane
azathoth calls your foolish train
(the dream)
(the dream whispered my name)
envy your dead for now unfurled
this madness follows to consume you
(it called)
(the void it sings to me)
gibber, children of the sane
at what calls you to its domain
(i failed)
(you tried but in vain)
your dead are lucky, now unfurled
this madness follows to consume your world
(we fall)
(this was meant to be)

- the mechanisms

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