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• Plastic Transcendence - Nephtys
• Comedy Of Gods - Nephtys
• Bridges Too Frail - Nephtys
• ...yet The Choirs Of Vendetta - Nephtys

Thorns that pierce
Contemplative stone
In neon light
Blood and mud
Heroes and fools
Drenched in regret
And shame
It's all dust
And random chance
Dust and chance!
The locks that have no key
Ambivalent and free
Absent, distant
Plastic transcendence
Stripping your bones
Of dying flesh
Faces so pale
Claws so black
It's all dust
And random chance
Fathered by stars
Which shine no more
Dust and chance!
The locks that have no key
Ambivalent and free
Absent, distant

Void of dementia
Clarity, illusion
Illusion
Smiling faces
Murderous gazes
The stylish savoir-faire
Of a pompous assassin
In minds that rot away, in pacing decay
Sin, delightful and warm, wine of the damned soul
Wandering in stupor
Smiling faces
Murderous gazes
The stylish savoir-faire
Of a pompous assassin
In minds that rot away, in pacing decay
Walls, cold and unforgiving, drink my blood
Mockingly, mockingly
Solitude's arms stretch far indeed
In strangling embrace
Like petals of nothingness...
The tragedy of the lovesick
In passionate distance
A comedy of gods
Blinded by arrogance
Singing of fire and flesh
They take us in their arms
The tragedy of the lovesick
In passionate distance
Singing of fire and flesh
They take us in their arms
A comedy of gods

As giants
In a kaleidoscope
Without grace
And without sense
Trampling the rainbow
With angry feet
Burning like beacons
Deep in the dark
Screaming and shouting
At deities gone deaf
Clinging to life
As if their own
Ignorance and virtue
Are bridges too frail
They share an abyss
In silent passion
On opposite sides
Standing alone
Blindingly brilliant
Superhero rage
Vortex suns
Colliding in rapture
Within
Parallel to naught
Unbridled brute force
Blindingly brilliant
Superhero rage
Burning like beacons
Deep in the dark
Screaming and shouting

Secret envy
Their statues
Shattered...
Like crystal chains that bind the vain in myriad egos lost
A roaring mechanism
An engine of sorts
Pounding without
Rest
Burning
Fed with chaos
Beauty
A fragrance of the dead
The flavour of decadence
Upon the gypsy's lips
Shivering in Paradise...
Their delusions to the furnace
Stripped of pride
Drenched in shame
Flesh and filth
Innocent Thespian, of what speakest thou?
A furnace burning
Fed with chaos
And beauty
Rustling leaves upon concrete
Dancing like mice to the flute
In grand bewitchment
Yet the choirs of vendetta shapeless, in shrouds
Praising the Unicorn and the Trinity
As they stumble and fall, maintain postures of Gala
Shading the ridicule of a glass arena
And a stringed Minotaur
A roaring mechanism
An engine of sorts
Pounding without
Rest
Burning
Fed with chaos