Ark II

After Earth has been devastated by years of pollution and nuclear war, a group of scientists send out a team of young people as well as an intelligent chimpanzee to seek out the surviving pockets of human beings in order to help rebuild civilization. Also, as they meet these people they take time to teach them valuable life lessons along the way.

Cast

• Terry Lester
• Jean Marie Hon
• José Flores
• Lou Scheimer
• Adam
• Jonathan Harris
• Tierre Turner
• Al Dunlap
• Philip Abbott
• Mitch Vogel
• Michael Kermoyan
• Richard Angarola
• Robert Ridgely
• Harry Townes
• Zitto Kazann
• Jim Backus
• Elizabeth Cheshire
• Malachi Throne
• Guy Stockwell
• Geoffrey Lewis
• Marshall Thompson
• Johnny Doran
• John Avery
• Michael Mullins

• Season 1
• Episode 1: The Flies
  Jonah: Ark II Log, entry 1444. We're now located in Sector 83, Area 12. From this location have come...
• Episode 2: The Slaves
  Jonah: [Voiceover as Jonah drives the Roamer over desert terrain] Ark II Log, Entry 405. I am approa...
• Episode 3: The Wild Boy
  Jonah: Ark II Log, Entry 207. We continue to search for samples of rare minerals buried beneath the ...
• Episode 4: The Robot
  Jonah: ARK II Log, Entry 93. We are in Sector 9, Area 15 with the best assignment we've had in month...
• Episode 5: Omega
  Jonah: ARK II Log, Entry 78. We're on our way through Sector 49, Area 16. We've heard of the existen...
• Episode 6: The Tank
  Jonah: Ark II Log, Entry 74. We're now moving through Sector 18, Area 93. We've heard of the existen...
• Episode 7: The Cryogenic Man
  Arnie Pool: [Addressing the village leader] What are ya, Jeb, a Democrat or a Republican?::Ruth: [Sp...
• Episode 8: The Rule
  Samuel: Ark Base calling the Roamer. Come in, Roamer.::Ruth: Hi, Sam.::Samuel: Hi. Where are ya, sun...
• Episode 9: Robin Hood
  Jonah: ARK II Log, Entry 142. We are on remote control entering sector 25. Widespread hunger and unr...
• Episode 10: The Drought
  Jonah: Ark II Log, Entry 76. This is the 42nd day of the drought, and still no sign of rain. Our pre...
• Episode 11: The Lottery
  Jonah: Ark II Log, Entry 1481. We are searching for a once-rich community which squandered its natur...
• Episode 12: The Mind Group
  Jonah: Ark II Log, Entry 36. We're now entering Sector 13, Area 83. We're searching for three childr...
• Episode 13: The Balloon
  Jonah: Ark II Log, Entry 51. We are moving along on automatic pilot and are entering Section 14, Are...
• Episode 14: Don Quixote
  Jonah: ARK II Log, Entry 38. Our mission is to detonate two unexploded bombs located in an ancient b...
• Episode 15: Orkus
  Jonah: ARK II Log, Entry 41. We have stopped for repairs in Area 14, Sector 8. When they are complet...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Beat Is Rockin' - Erick E
• Womb Of Perception - Arkaik
• Face Of Regression - Arkaik
• The Divine Manifestation - Arkaik
• The Laughing Prophet Of Doom - Arkaik
• Blade Of Grasp Priesthood - Arkaik
• Sirens In Electric Veils Pt. 2 - Arkaik
• Metamorphignition - Arkaik
• The Omnipus - Arkaik
• Paradigm - Arkaik
• The Withered Hands Of Mortality - Arkaik
• Elegy For The Disillusioned - Arkaik
• Skin Graft Hieroglyphics - Arkaik
• Sirens In Electric Veils Pt. 1 - Arkaik
• Elemental Synthesis - Arkaik
• Reflections Within Dissonance - Arkaik
• Soliloquies Of The War Machine - Arkaik
• Obscured Luminosity - Arkaik
• Malignant Ignorance - Arkaik

The beat is rockin'... (is rockin')
{Refrain:}
The beat is rockin' and never stoppin'
The dj's playing my body's swaying
So keep me staying cause I was saying, oooh boy ...
{Refrain} x2
The beat is rocking and never stoppin' oooh ...
The beat is rockin'(is rockin') x4
{Refrain} x3

Splatter the canvas of being, resonate with the essence of radiance*
Tread the path deep within the outside realm, and dissasimulate to become whole
Vibrate in unison with the symphony of existence
It's crescendos sweep through the dimensions of reality
Mythical ethos falling through the glass, shattering memories past
A multitude of origins culminating, smell the scent of withering ash
[Chorus:]
This claims existence, ones presence uninhibited
Staining the conscious and distant, gorge the minds eye upon the cinders
The glass sits placid as a massive universe sits hidden
Gorge the minds eye, the soul is a parchment upon which creation is written
The glass sits placid as a massive universe sits hidden
The spiral unwinds, let this force take you in as whole
Under the ground of the withering monarch
Gazing in their hallowed veins, there birth remains in vast unreaching
Searching for all vital senses, an answer lies within the tempest
Ensue beyond your own well being, free reach of sightless seeing
The spiral unwinds, let this force take you in as whole
Under the ground of the withering monarch
Stacks of clamor mount upon weakened shoulders
Falter blindly as we forget our instincts
But behind the withered doors lies the answer tightly bounded
As we unlock our hidden supremacy
[Repeat Chorus:]
Gazing in their hallowed veins, there birth remains in vast unreaching
Searching for all vital senses, an answer lies within the tempest
Ensue beyond your own well being, free reach of sightless seeing

The structure of your intellect, defective in its conduct*
Lessen yourself become inhumane you know nothing further
I wouldn't ask you to utilize your senses, this feeble substance of the earth
That can be traced back for ages
A diminutive existent creature, never to prosper, never to gain
Never enlightenment, you will only descend
A facet of the mind that you cannot detain
A system of nothingness, more formless you become
Degeneration of this race, few are left who grasp this understanding
And you will merely descend
[Chorus:]
Are you the face of regression we fear?
An infection
Human disintegration strayed from the path, becoming nothing
But the weak vessel that destroys, this farce of intellect has grown sour
What is to become of such deformed allocations?
The bleak consequences from years of neglect
Shall shatter the image of mortality and cover the path
Of this devolution to come
The progenies of distorted perceptions will eat themselves alive
The brood of idiocy will tear the flesh from reason and scar the face of a race
Seconds from collapse
Entangled impressions of acceptance carving away at a race
Treading amongst disgracefully
Awaken from the hate sphere and await the lucid dawn
Those who blindly kneel to fictional Armageddons
Seek to achieve nothing with such passive actions
Only creating a charade of apocalyptic travesties
The gift of free will was given but stays unutilized
By the dogmatic monarchs to ever suit their needs
For they thrive on the fear of total annihilation
If a transformation is to come we must force it into realization
Disconnect from the deception, deconstruct the complication
[Repeat Chorus:]
Are you the face of regression?

I gaze in wonder upon creation*
Existence amazes me with its divine manifestation
The clockwork of reality woven by time
These complexities have frozen my mind
Sands that fall through glasses cosmological land to create the pyramids of
Numinous vibrancy balanced atop these ever heightening
Designs are interlocking synchronized molecular phenomenon's
The conscious vibrations transfer
[Chorus:]
The fabric of existence forever guides me
Infinity is elusive as its serene hand sets me free
Endless patterns returning to consequence
Is it me or is destiny the truth behind the-
Sands that fall through glasses cosmological land to create the pyramids of
Numinous vibrancy balanced atop these ever heightening
Designs are interlocking synchronized molecular phenomenon's
The conscious vibrations transverse
[Repeat Chorus:]
Inner veracity aligned with all being
The eyes of the cosmos seen through the forefront of eternity
Stand back and witness the concrete nature of the erratic
This is the multitudinous, we are the pieces, the machine will run without us

Moving toward daggered clocks spinning crucifix diameter
Facades lit her face a decree captured ominous
She knew the destination and the hands of inward cloaking
The light that whispered psalms unto its captor of invoking
Sunrise bent eclipse
To its fevered imagination of denial
Asphyxiated on martyrs
Bludgeoned by interpretations
Of the nations spilling from their pores
A change is imminent
Barbed and curling outwards
Caught in the esophagus
“I beckon you closer”
Were his declaration carved in thorns
“They say the end is near”
So I will swallow it all and stare blindly at the sun
Until my own self inflicted exile
“Leave me be in solitude, I must sate the crying bleakness”
It whispered
Burning from the inside out
Like holy pages caught in wildfire
What I show you are truths bled from lies
No time to sleep incubate open wide
Carved of ignorance let the parasite inside
You will find bliss will shade the iron curtains blind
Wild eyed exploration casts a crawl to its rant
Writhing in lunatic glances to his swelling breath
The laughing prophet shrieks of doom
Spoken static mastication
Soothing with a butcher's touch
His sermon speaks of vile elation
Breathing catches ashen spells

Emerging from skeletal canopies
Mask lit embers peering through the carves
Rusted fingers begin to purge
Through the silhouettes of ether
Crafting an end to the elements
Sawing the branches to dust
Speaking a beginning to empires
Grasping upwards their geometry
Encompassing a snarl of tapestries
Here is a machine that toils its rapture
Mounting its abrasions on the corpse of humanity
Iron sided tears feed its mask of skeletal masterpieces
It rips to pieces all it touches
And so it feeds on all that spills
It is the force of all that plunders
A heaving city forged of steel
Wreaking its havoc upon the burial ground
That soaks away the fumes of life
The machine grinds away
Destroying as a means to an end
Ripping away light that snaps apart like bright ligaments
Once attached to the body of reason
This is a city thats feeds upon
The sunrise leaking clawline to the
Forest grasping at its tracts
To suckle its bile flacking auras
It hungers in darkness for those who lapse into its frenzy
Draining horizons of catching spectacle
And shoving them full of its choking exhale
Curses that claw at the cradles of nurture
Camouflaged to pierce the armor of nature
As the chains of disgust hang from its iron viscera
Hemorrhaging eyes rolling back words in orgiastic havoc
It welled tears of acid rain and Malevolex lurched to comfort
As it spoke from sewer grated eyelids casting at its yellowed pupils
In the way of a quest existential
The machine grinds away
Destroying as a means to an end
Ripping away light that snaps apart like bright ligaments
Once attached to the body of reason
The slave to all war and consequence rolled its tongue beneath the sun
It slid bolt carved teeth into conversation
"We are all chained from underneath those within the shadowsphere,
They will drag us through gilded flames of greed and fear"
"Your flesh reads this tragedy and you wear it like the walls they build

The stones begin to melt unto branches
Altar top cracks split to her eve of bent scratches
Light from behind ceases to escape
Leaving to enter forests standing in jagged menace
Iced blades hang agleam pointing their taunt as
The gallows red horizon dies into winters shade
Screams swallowed in the shadows
Grown into the belly of hate
No flesh is safe in this place of stabbing reveries
Among the flames of suture
Cast unto destinations maze
“There are two, I and her
We are the antithesis complete in our respite
We are bound to the mercy of our whims”
Her woods have long been blackened
And chromed to a crystal degree
Ravens held standing in the mists
This canopy of claws
Hungers for wine of bleeding jagged limbs
Malevolex enters
A wing of abstract shards hisses for a perch
Bleeding tones over hooded gowns
She tangles to her lurch
She says “Dark sided wandering
In my branches are we know?”
Lifting a broken glass smirk and gurgling starkly
Weaving your truths beyond the doorway of cosmic ideals
All universe creeping ever seething in its undertow
Your visions burned into the sightless web of seeing
lives
The reasons grasp the ever weaving swarm of heaving
flies
She stands bloodshot sifting like magma
Staining half ben pouring vile plasma
They came together and fulfilling one another
In thought and deed
Blue for the side gleaming truth sent
Their being separate in its entity
Two parts to the same cycle
The universe knew them as
An alchemy of unity
The spectrum light shading all
As above, so below

Soaking in the mists of cremation
Embalmed within the grasp of flame
Count the crows that peck through the dilations
Destiny leans in and through her
Vaporous lips she unveils her name
It is time to stand upon the altar
Prick the skin to its platelets
Flame it dances like a fleet of knives to
Draw upon his flesh
To commence this odyssey upon his death
These walls tie
Their rapture tight
Riding a thousand points of white light into
A screaming abyss of beautiful cacophony
Flame wrought dimension projection
A shard wave passage into wonderful agony
Drosophilia mindscapes
Take me further than realms bound infinite
A sonic metamorphosis of consciousness
Casting him further away
She sings with a tongue of sulfur
An ember filled gaze that stays raging bright
Her kiss is a carving caress
Cutting deeper through the flesh
Holding tight to vascular curtains
I've been burning for some time now
Reality opens its mouth
A swan dive into laughing prisms
Galloping their lightning stride
They shatter to a million pieces
Cyrix projects from his body
Long since laughing at the needles
Scattering fragments of the grand beyond
Now it breaks apart
Riding a thousand points of white light into
A screaming abyss of beautiful cacophony
Flame wrought dimension projection
A shard wave passage into wonderful agony
Drosophilia mindscapes
Take me further than realms bound infinite
A sonic metamorphosis of consciousness

Now caught in lapsing grandeur
The curtains part into sun
The cosmos delighted expression
Started were the end nears
Gripping tangles to breath out
Seas uncharted and swallowed whole
For endless shadows away from the cracked hands
Throwing Cyrix headlong
Into the shadow web illuminated
Drawn forth to swan dive into the matrixsphere
Crashing into fractal vapor trails
At the edges of eternity
Its riptide still lingering
The ocean inter dimensional
It sways through him
Pulls him into its threads
Currents electrified
Rearing toward the future
Pulling him apart at the speed of light
Cornering the distant iridescent beams
Within each breath
A crawling scream to the meta universal coils
In the pupil of a creature thriving
Its marvelous alchemy
Infinite wings conducting life with its finesse
“I am the omnipus
The sea of eternal flux is the seed and the womb
Let it rip you into its embrace”
Gripping the sutured remains of reality
The omnipus expands its arms in perfect symmetry
Convulsing into an infinite stream
It writhes into the lattice
Shooting through the metatron's cube
Mindscape star gate matter
Feeling the elated pulses of platonic solids
As they exhaled dark matter fractal pyramids
Endless curtains of DNA strands binding the infrared
Crystal spirals of energy swelled toward invisible landscapes
The karma code carving upon the genetic matrix
Into the highest echelons of freedom it unfurled and it began to speak
“The truth rings deep inside
At the core of your inner being
But at first you must let attachment to planes
Fall through fleeting grip”
Linear time illusions collapse as electric spinal fluid drips
Folding over energetic time waves spirit unhinged
It held creation from the sine waves forming life

Deceit, disease, decline, this virus contradicting reason and theology*
Contrasting ideologies fuel the vehemence through the imaginations of humankind
They are a part of the same feral beast, whose venom drips from ivory fangs
Waiting to rend the vacillating mind, her feast is our collapse incarnate
This succubus sits perched on a throne of misconceptions
She lies in a stagnant pool of spiritual afterbirth
Pregnant with deception she spreads her wings
As we receive her miscarriages willingly
The abscesses of human thought grow as she rapes her mind of its reason
Hope, faith, hypocrisy, rebellion, contorted into lifestyle distortions
Are the spawn that become her paradigm abortions
She feeds her dead offspring to the masses, holy men and counter culture
Both convulse in hunger, reduced to pains of famine
They will tell you who to worship, and advise you who to hate
You have become the canvas upon which they scrape their paint
All paths of logic lead to some form of light
Needle feast hemorrhages try to rip reason from insight
Clots from the womb pour forth with tides of delusion
We have become lost in a sea of illusion
[Chorus:]
There is a path of light for those who aren't blinded by the lies that their fed
There are still minds in which logic and the divine have not departed
From malignant tongues forked in abhorrence
Their odium seeps piercingly into the common rationality
Kneel to the snake, kneel to the stake, either side breeds filth
Seek the knowledge you wish to gain and think for your fucking self
The wonder in the unknown, the infinite Scraped away by clawed hands in jagged grip
Perceive the sacrifice of common sense staked
Ways of thought that disguise true meaning
Deceiving distractions seizing our eyes and our minds
Leaving shrouds of divinity
Bleeding us of our foresight, leaving origins cauterized, these inconsistencies of thought
Shall reap their stench and tear us under
As we rot in withered tatters, decayed within mounds of ruin
We must ascend beyond these paradigms of hypocrisy
For reason and insight are locked away in the enveloping patterns of destiny

“Now we must leave you” she said
Scattering their perch to float like
Leaves that retreat onward past
The horizons captive visions
Vanished into dispersions
Projecting into bleak excursion
Cyrix walks among the cracks of this decimated land
Sands of wasted monuments like pillars of the dead
Sheathing and cracking
The sun beat desert floor an diamond crested sky
With stone hands peeling back
Carriers of times anomaly
Breaking apart and realigning
This desert is an hourglass
Its sands fall through holes in the double helix
Crystalline grains pour upon the monuments
Only building them ever higher
Sucking dry the life force inertia
On for miles in baked clay silence
Into the distance peering the sight of the desert
The dead landscape lurching to a halt infinitely
Destination is a penance for a journeys perjury
A sight is seen inside a forming myriad of deadening
On into the infinite they reach into a sea of depth
Draping massive curtains blowing red into the dragons breath
They reach into the sky hanging
From celestial vines guiding
Carriers of times anomaly
Breaking apart and realigning
Shining through eternity
This desert is the hourglass
Its sands fall through holes in the double helix
Crystalline grains pour upon the monuments
Only building them ever higher
This desert is times final staircase
Nothing escapes the grasp of its ruin
Onward treading into the withering fade
We all march here eventually
Take hold Cyrix
Behind drape curtains
Lies the one immutable center
Now invoked
Skies open
Fall inside

Hollowed in existential chaos, feel the embrace of its undertow*
Phase in and out of a deconstructing mage that we find
Gaze into this hatred filled plight and design the fabrics of destruction
As fermenting as it may be, splendor lies within its shards
Pathological embers smolder continuously, Vividly escaping through scorched synapses
This ferment is all that will be, stand and absorb its inequity
[Chorus:]
Destruction is our only means and we spread it with such fervor,
I'd like to bask in the warmth of our civilization as it goes down in flames
This requiem rings in the ears of a populace lost in a labyrinth of arrogance
As dissonance reigns its force shackles all its soils
The face of all being shattered underneath its pressure
Witness this disfigured atrocity, it stands alone amongst its ruins
[Repeat Chorus:]
Bleed deceit as it scrapes the face of our mother with razorblade fingertips
Tear away the essence of humanity like wolves ravaging children of excess
But to descend deep inside the cracks is to discover profound brilliance
And to believe such an agitating dream, Into depths of worldly malignancy
The key remains concealed
Lost inside this fractured antipathy, wallow in a cavern of malevolent precipitation
Bleeding from the womb of a mother, this disease has spread beyond regression

Lost and wandering through a labyrinth of pyre
Unable to bathe in the slumber
Tricked by the torture tongues of liars
Staggering a gait
A jagged meander that rips like splinters
To a path of disenchantment
Crept away among comatose hallways of encampment
These hands mimic the grasp of claws
They ache in nail peeling murmurs
Stained red to the palms
From picking at the scabs on the face of reality
It stares unblinking, all fathoming
Peeking through
Swayed from the other side I see a light
Through slits beneath its eyelids
I can hear gasps from other eons
Deprived of the flicker
Granted by eyelid convulsions
He's been scratching the surface again
Like the breath of ages I've yet to seek
Solder the flesh to stop the leaks
I am the altar
Watch as I shine
Baptized incantations
The pyre my shrine
I am the altar
Ignite from inside
Skingraft hieroglyphics
Burn me alive
Arch of the back lays tallies from the scraping
He's been picking slowly at the walls that encompass all
Carve the cuticle to the bone
The cornea branches red the lids that never fall
And still no progress these walls bellow deeper
The bricks still linger and scoff at his fingers
To be free, to seek the unsought
To grasp realities tongue and writhe into its throat
The night it swells a silent empire
Time calls for Cyrix to sing
Amongst a kerosine choir
Carve the words upon the flesh
A living canvas of script doused cryptic
A torso of sanskrit pivots
All shrouds shall be lifted vivid
I am the altar
Watch as I shine
Baptized incantations
The pyre my shrine
I am the altar
Ignite from inside
Skingraft hieroglyphics
Burn me alive...

Awakening amongst the shadows of the unknown
Her singing seduces
Ears rings in a temple of ancient magnificence
Risen statuesque forms that taper
Ever brilliant shades caress like a brick throne in truth
A doorway awaits in which to traipse
The parallels of mystery the secrets of magnitude
Spill from her mouth reminiscent of her hue
I am what has been sought for for ages
Chapters of radiance spill from my pages
Some die for me as I remain ageless
Some kill in desperate rages
I am the warm embrace of the mother
Split from the eyes and thee shall discover
I come in two forms not separate for this is
The highest degree of the permeating
Life force that is
Cloaked behind a veil
Carry their harmony into ears
That devour their vowels
Only to want more
Shed their diatribes into effervescent
Eyes mirroring the sky, a mistress of the wind
“Who are you?”
Amoria...
Lights cut to the pupil
Draping gaze upon the sight
Of unblinking eyes
Words sung like sweet destruction
Of convulsing spectrum weaving into one
Sightless mind
Grasping for answers with a shivering spine
Sweeping rays of gilded light
Summon to her temple divine sight
Spiral out in shining transition
Her essence is the sacred song of wisdom
I am what has been sought for for ages
Chapters of radiance spill from my pages
Some die for me as I remain ageless
Some kill in desperate rages
I am the warm embrace of the mother
Split from the eyes and thee shall discover
I've come to decode the inscriptions of your flesh
Shadows behold the catacombs of light...

Sway with visions stabbing the eyes of lucid acceptance
Flowing omniscience, disguised in catatonic escalated rapture
A needle-work mosaic of the bones that penetrated inward
Withered and torn figments of vertebrate kingdoms
Left to stand as pigment arching thrones, forgotten in skin soaked reveries
As the flesh draped over serrated frames
Shatter forth cerebral beacons that languish in catatonic pupil dilations
There is no disguise that time allows We are all integrated as conductors as well as the machine
[Chorus:]
And when the flame of our conduit burns down
We will sink into infinity as its tide beckons us onward
Dig in to the patterns of the soil majestic rays of light spiral upon the lush empires
Branching within the depths of this gacien temple
Vast in the reach as its grip holds tight, life forces un-bounding
Swell within the flow of tides, Immense topography that blankets the earth
Its movement controlled by the earthy satellite
That orbits and perpetuates the elements
At their core they are united by the threads of their binding fabric
At our core we are one
Gradual infinity eludes the boundaries of continuity
Overlapping in boundless pestilence, Careening through the infinite sea of atoms
Energies moving though out the cosmos, replicating universal patterns
Reflecting creation upon itself
This existential paradox that floods this universe
Grasp the hand of this mage as it leads you to the purest essence of all things
The flesh, the elements, the cosmos, At the core they are united with all things as they pulsate their power
Shatter forth cerebral beacons that languish in catatonic pupil dialations
There is no disguise that time allows
For we are bound to all things in life then united in eternal death

Refractions of obsidian assimilation Blending unique through never ending prisms*
A kaleidoscope of corridors spiraling within a maze of symmetry
Within a spark, unto itself
Folding over to create a chasm of creation
A light that spreads in all directions and crosses back upon itself
An enigmatic lattice, that reaches beyond the fathoms of time
And into its own presence inside the structure that spawned ageless cosmos
[Chorus:]
Beheld by all who traipse the boundaries of reality
Transcend the limits of thought into blinding swells
Of convulsing wavelengths, all directions these reflections coalesce
Staring back at one another
Sacred mirrors assimilating the dynamic of space and time
Coiling vibrant grid-works that reminisce unto the future
Stare into the Tetragrammaton mirror
The equilibrium of existence, a continuum of duality
All sides interlocked to create life
These reflections harbor the dual nature of reality
The symmetry writhes its chaos upon all angles
All sides a precipice spring board
Of the reflections within dissonance
Unfurl this pestilence and find that in all things
Lies the nature of their opposites
If one exists then so must its contrary
Unfurl this pestilence and find that in all things
Lies the nature of their opposites
Without the one, the others would cease to be
An enigmatic lattice, that reaches beyond the fathoms of time
And into its own presence inside the structure that spawned
[Repeat Chorus:]
Each piece of the clockwork toils to the rhythm

The machine that festers its offspring into the heart of man
It summons beckoning to the temple of faith
Shining a beacon to grip control in wanting minds
Together they spread slavery into pristine disguise
Of fountains spreading red
Awaiting in halls carved of beating hearts that curtain the windows
What's left of them fall but those who convulse behind the machine
Fear the power it gives so they breed manipulations
Chains that bind the spirit and the mind
Enter into this wall crawling fever dream
The chapel in shackled cloaks shook wide eyed
Beneath the pews the knees bent backwards
As candles sweat into stigmata held reservoirs
“I welcome you to this sanctuary”
Said the scalpel stalking priest
Its hands fitted with knives as it caresses its congregation
They stood paralyzed
Testaments mangled to authorities
Feeding illusive lords
Confessions to the ears of traitors
Blinded flock forged enlightened will
Deformed for the hold of the
Blade grasp priesthood
Praying in pools of pastoral lust under
The disguise of her shifting eyes a blur
Sewn with fear came together for
Greater good of the masters lore
They appeared before singing conjuring hymns of old
Suited in its cold thread
Awaiting in halls carved of beating hearts that curtain the windows
What's left of them fall but those who convulse behind the machine

This constant discord is perpetual*
But we can decipher and end to it
Within the scripts of wisdom found beyond the chasm of thought
The enigmatic signals of human potential
Seeking the answers that must be sought
Realize beyond our minds eye, culminate this astral desire
I have begun ascension
Cathartic energies manifested
Malevolence is now but spec upon the lattice of higher consciousness
Disaster is but a small retribution
Compared to the beings of burden that induced it
Sights and visions and hopeless acquisitions
Is this certainty or only premonition?
Contortions of the world which we've predicted
Should bring upon the advent of new occasions
Realize beyond our minds eye, culminate this astral desire
I have begun ascension
Cathartic energies manifested
Malevolence is now but spec upon the lattice of higher consciousness
What would be better than to burn it all away?
We are the cause of all our suffering
What's the answer? Lies ruin
Devastation is wrought by our own lies
Peel back the flesh and peer inside, what is to be found?
Deep inside deception within the shell

Down comes the angel to exile*
The beast and all its misgivings, into the bottomless
Void of unending for a thousand years down she glides
With key in iron grasp
Clenched firmly within her palm
She unbinds topographical mounds Unwinds the fabric of eons
And in a whirl of mushroomed atmospheres
Of dark matter and omnipresent cosmic dust
She expels the trickery reptillious purveyor of brooding consequences
To a darkness unrelenting
But the key is not a key, it is a scalpel, The beast is not a dragon but merely a tumor
Sitting, thriving, an undulating wad
On the inner mind of mankind, freewill gone utterly awry
This could be our Armageddon
[Chorus:]
What we need is not a dogmatic explosion with angels
And flames, dragons and chalices, we need a complete metamorphosis
Of the consciousness of all mankind
For thousands of years we strolled around our cosmic hospice
While it throbbed deceitful punctures into
The life paradigm, clouding our judgment by placing ego-centrical metamorphosis
Before our existential manifestation receptors
Clogging our desires with delusions of grandeur
Addictions to endorphin rushes converting our attentions
Gonzo free radical thought cells exuding meticulous energy
Pummeling the free autonomy
With its incestuous offspring; hate, greed, lust, jealousy
Dispensed fervently in those last ominous pages
Is it more than a final grasp at our stolen immortality?
Thrust away the snake, step aside, take a number, repent, rejoice
Go to window number zero, pick up your wings
And your newly restored eternal being
Now her comes the doctor and she looks ever so sweet with the
Blade in hand, we wait for the incision
But will it peak its benign head around the corner again in a thousand years?