The Prophecy of Chaos Songtext
von Dysmorphic Demiurge

Kali Yuga!
The final age of man
Unfolding before us like scenes of a play
The World′s Greatest Dynasty acts out
Its grand finale
As it was foretold of old by The All-Seeing

The one there is only one the other


Each line perfectly executed
As if rehearsed
Across the generations
For millennia
Each death scene shakes their very core
Yet they have grown so accustomed to the quakes
That they have become totally desensitized
And, so, they act on
Their bias is hewn from stones of hate
And honed by the one substance harder than itself
Indifference. A righteous calling to deprive
Themselves of apathy
By means of continual self exposure
Of their nerves against the impervious stone
Frayed. Splintered
Melting into a numb
Callused mass - unfeeling
Melting

With straight faces
We kissed our children
Feigned affection
And sent them out
Into the cold world molting
Into the next transformation
Manifestation
The Serpent's tongue
As Abra′m bound his own promised seed
And prepared for sacrifice
As proof of his faith
So did we give up ours
In fealty
To The King
And to appease
The appetites
Of his insatiable
Whore

Of Chaos and Eternal Night


Except the seed
Fall to the ground
And die
It remains alone
But if it dies
In spite of death's final grasp

Bringing forth much fruit
An acceptable sacrifice
The weak few
For the strong
Many, and only
The vicious survive
The wicked

The Scavengers
Artificially grafted into humanity
Feasting on the sucklings who were dashed
Upon the rocks of the Altars of Sacrifice
And of the Blood Covenant
In that moment, it is clear

The one there is only one the other

We prayed for The Prophecy
Of Chaos to come to pass
One instant of blissful realization
Transcends the Prayers of a thousand years

There is only one the other