Rivers of Nihil
Albums
Monarchy - 2015
Where Owls Know My Name - 2018
lyrics
Monarchy - 2015
-Heirless-
[Instrumental]
-Perpetual Growth Machine-
The day the sun swallowed the sea,
I felt the light draining from the core of me.
The science of constant motion had betrayed every thought of expansion.
Here my remains,
vulnerable and frail limited by
constant conditioning rusted and pale
Unresponsive and worn through,
evolution of absolute solitude
The breaking point of a static,
lifeless dimension has become true
The restless creation mechanism grooves
The returning formation of knowledge that knew.
In well sewn silence,
a symphony vibrates to honor my cells
In realms of guidance,
I'll shepherd them to the oceans swell
Becoming what I once was again,
Prometheus of a dry river bed.
The agents of a new world structure,
form together in ageless brew.
The essence retained, a semblance of rain,
ceaselessly they call my name.
The agents of a new world structure,
form together in ageless brew.
The essence retained,
a semblance of rain, ceaselessly called.
The day the sun swallowed the sea,
I felt the light draining from the core of me.
The science of constant motion
had betrayed every thought of expansion.
Here my remains, strong and renewed.
Perpetual, in bloom.
-Reign Of Dreams-
Residing in complex illusion
Their burning tongues, bleeding us dry
Presiding bodies complete distractions
Colluding spines deceiving the mind
Electric wounds in the eye
They have a taste for the blind
Endless, dreaming of night
Oh to return to that plane
To touch eternity once again, I would lose my sight
Drag me below the line of light
Trillions of points connect inside
What is beyond the seam?
Collect in circles within the green
With no instruction conceive perfection
The glass in two, the rest in nine
Electric wounds in the eye
They have a taste for the blind
Endless dreaming...
Without sleeping, they can't fold my image in twain
Without dreaming, they can't say my name
Oh to return to that plane
To touch eternity once again, I would lose my sight
Drag me below the line of light
Trillions of points connect inside
Electric wounds in the eye
They have a taste for the blind
Endless dreaming...
-Sand Baptism-
He stares at the sky
Humbled by what he does not know
One looming eye
Its secrets still beyond his hold
"Why do you choose to taunt us so?"
"What earthly discourse could you know"
Fruitlessly reap and sow
Anointed in the sand below
Conduit; the sun speaks to you
In consummate form this child now is imbued
Collective incumbent, the way revealed to you
This congregation folds upon the grains that you choose
Born of the sand
The scraping masses of life
Born of the sun
May they be lifted on high
Born of the blood
Their sacrifice to the circles, when they are brought to the stone
Those born of blood, sand, stone
They have no right
Transcending what is known
I am the light
I am the sun
And I am the moon once told of
Empty my skin, I am ready
I am the sun
I am the moon
Empty your skin
I am ready
Born in the ash and then lead to the surface
Our day will never end
Born in the ash and then lead to the surface
The monarchy of the sun
Born in the ash and then lead to the surface
The sun will never set
Born in the ash and then lead to the surface
I am the way and the truth
Born of the sand
The scraping masses of life
Born of the sun
May they be lifted on high
Born of the blood
Their sacrifice to the circles, when they are brought to the stone.
I am the sun
And I am the moon once told of
Empty my skin, I am ready... for aeons to come
I am the sun
I am the moon
-Ancestral, I-
A mask burnt into my skin,
ancestral I become
Woven into dust, they're watching me
Now I need the pain, to return, to transcend and to believe.
I need the pain
It's all I am
A lesson to be learned
And be forgotten
A mask burnt into my skin, ancestral I become
Woven into dust, they're watching me
To pretend to be detached from the fabric of constant change
To deny a connection to the threads that make you whole
But hell is what you need
To achieve
And maintain peace
It's what you need
I need the pain
To feel alive
A lesson to be learned
When I shed my skin
To cherish tradition
I will claw beneath the folds
And find ash where the eyes should be
They're collecting what's left of my bones
And putting them in little jars
Adorning them with diamonds
And resting me below the sun
Ancestral I become
And woven into the dust, into the dust
A mask burnt into my skin, ancestral I become
Woven into dust, they're watching me
Now I need the pain, to return,
to transcend and to be free.
-Dehydrate-
The sanctity of life is a lie
You merely choose to become bound
By believing that the sun will one day come down
You are dust and nothing else
You are the pile of salt you were always meant to be
The holy admonished melts away
Into the unsinking sun I gaze as I wither away
As reparation for commencing union
I give myself unto the sand and become unseen
I am dust and nothing else
I am the pile of salt my body was always meant to be
A part of the world that destroys me
Colors burst from beneath my skin
The serpent crawls from within
Spreading the ash of my remains
The gentle winds caress an otherwise empty plain
Into the undefinable space between
Life and what is beyond it seems
Perhaps a soul shall venture forth
Discovering the real amidst the lie
I am dust and nothing else
I am the pile of salt my body was always meant to be
A part of the world that destroys me
-Monarchy-
A giant stands, a shadow cast by his hand
They're taking our lives away,
and dragging us from our homes,
bereft of constitution,
the tyrant sun
Calling back to the instinct to be controlled,
clandestine convalescent,
the rule is old
The violent shift in violent tones,
the silent build has been exposed
Has been exposed
Calling back to the instinct to be controlled,
clandestine convalescent,
the rule is old
The acid reign, has taken hold
In time they'll sing,
the monarchy of the sun
Created in the image,
of a perfect design
My brothers and sisters!
Only love will raise the tide
Rise
They're taking our lives away,
and dragging us from our homes,
Bereft of its foundation,
the fallen one
The acid reign,
has taken hold
In time they'll sing,
the monarchy of the sun
-Terrestria II: Thrive-
[Instrumental]
-Circles In The Sky-
As we march
Into the scars of the earth
Other circles feel the fear
All the tension pulls apart, magnetic waves reveal
And the traces fade
I am not corporeal
Pray to be unmade
And absorbed into the light
Everybody be as one
Suffering only in the mind
Coalesce into the none
If you worshiped only the real
Would you change how you feel?
Do you believe you're truly at one?
Or would you bargain for another day beneath the sun?
Do you regret?
Do you feel?
Do you own what you've done?
And I saw those circles shrinking
Missing the fear that once drove them
To separate us from what we are
And the traces fade
We are not corporeal
Pray to be remade
And absorbed into the light
Everybody be as one
Suffering only in the mind
Coalesce into the none
-Suntold-
I am crease, as I am fold
I am composition thus I am suntold
I've seen it in the dawn of your mind
As a fossil, a blueprint of divine
No chariot to ride, nor a sun that marvels aside
As no creature has truly lived until it has truly died
I am crease, as I am fold
I am composition thus I am suntold
Only the sand will survive
Let the will of our grains find its own way to decide
Let the particles faint that orbit you and I
If it's death they need to truly see, then let it be
If it's love they need, then open your heart and be set free
I am crease, as I am fold
I am composition thus I am suntold
I've seen it in your eyes, like an eclipse dominating the sky
Only the sand will survive
Within the grains we will thrive
Where Owls Know My Name - 2018
-Cancer / Moonspeak-
Fear, fear drowns the mind
In this kingdom of mine
And standing in the hall; the faces of them all
Real, like empty space
They know what I became
-The Silent Life-
The sun leaves on its own
A simple passage of the days that I have wasted
I feel the summer slipping through
These aging fingers
Compelled to walk upon the same path that I have tread so long
Still nothing changes
A simple passage to a place that I have come to know
I still remember
A better time
When the thoughts that we had connected
Between our open eyes
We say goodbye, to a life that’s been mostly silent,
Erroneously lead.
Strive to complete myself
It seems my work is never truly done.
I see your face, barely through the haze
You see a life, erroneously lead.
There’s hope in younger days
There’s warmth within the past that’s so familiar
I forget just why I came here
I Hope that you remember
Home.
All this time I’ve wasted
In my self-righteous anger
Oh the years I’ve lost
To this profound indifference
I find my direction
A solemn duty owned
Mine, it is mine alone
To watch this world expire
Like machines, we embrace
Cold limbs connect
A silent, errored life
Slipping into oblivion
Lead astray through endless days
Silent now, the words so loud
My mind is drifting out
Between perception of a dream and what is real
Now all I have is lost with you
I hope that you remember
A better time
When the lights were all so candescent
That reached me from the sky
We say goodbye, to a life within dead horizons
Erroneously lead.
Strive to escape myself
It seems my work is never truly done
I see your shape, falter in the wake
Of a life erroneously lead
-A Home-
The day, the day that you left here
A crown was placed upon me
I was the king of nothing
Inside this cell of skin
Thoughts like ice against the wall
In a home where lies taught us all
Relax into that place deep within
Deep in the skin, you know where you've been
Why don't you sing to me? A song of sanctuary
You could have all you wanted
Sing
You could build it all from nothing
sing to me
You can live a life alone
sanctuary
But you can never call this
A home that's beneath us
Somewhere the light won't reach us
The sky and the earth that birthed you
Just another burden that hurts too
Much to say, just separate from all
these faces you cannot recall
I'd do the same, and leave just how I came
King for today
But a fool forever
Relax, and come on home
You could have all you wanted
Sing
You could build it all from nothing
Sing to me
You can live a life alone
Sanctuary
But you can never call this home
You can never call this home
Relax deep within
Inside this cell of skin
You can never call this home
King today
Fool forever
-Old Nothing-
Forgo the falls which rain with fear
farce are their depths
Illusions are woven beings, the masquerading of death
Where eternity folds itself to wind the projection reel
A casket lowered renders the truth, an existence unveiled.
Rejoice, commend, re-live
The beginning of ends
Rejoice, transcend, re-live
The beginning of ends
Spiraling beyond this seamless seal
Lies a destined view of tranquility within flesh-less fields
Commence thy spirit
Behold this integral fate,
Spawn of radiant rapture and shape.
As I fold & drift in this void.
I leave this world of fire, texture and taste.
In the absence of light
That was coiled and bound
I reflect upon the balance
That once shone.
Hush, don't speak, no more.
The feeling is gone.
Oh, fleeting feeling of bond
You've been loyal in my loneliness
You aid my growth, build me to be strong.
Rejoice, commend, re-live,
Oh, the nothing, old friend.
Rejoice, transcend, re-live,
Oh, the nothing, old friend.
Commence thy spirit
-Subtle Change (Including the Forest of Transition and Dissatisfaction Dance)-
Can you explain
This subtle change
That dull, sweet ache
That takes my mind
To a place where nothing can see
Dissatisfied, as you drift back to what you were
Before, before you came here
I'm losing some pieces, here at the end
And I can't find exactly where I came in
Drifting backwards into nothing
Oh, my god it's watching me and moving in me
I feel its sickness in me
I see sickened entropic vision
Death above me, and rot below
I feel the change
Can you explain
This subtle change
That dull, sweet ache
That takes my mind
To a place that I can't remember
What could it be
This all-enveloping white
It wants to decompose me
They want this living husk
Eyes move in silence
Through a blanket of night
The air here is stagnant
This wood void of light
Not for the eyes of silence
Withered in this wicked copse
They only seek to change me
From man to fetid rot
Speaking to me, the only voice I hear
Caresses me with its cold and static logic
Moving backwards through a forest of transition
I'm drifting backwards into nothing
Can you explain (I don't think they can hear me)
This subtle change (Is the forest screaming?)
Can you explain (Stark dissatisfaction)
I can't remember why I came here
-Terrestria III: Wither-
And with fall, frailty.
-Hollow-
As I walk through the shallows
of my distant mind
I see the forms of faces I had long forgot
They search and reach,
though their secrets I will keep
Despair, oh my child.
Everything that we've worked for is gone.
And I'll keep running away, pulling away,
Facing the days that don't seem to end.
How can I make amends? Break yourself.
Do it again, then you begin.
It doesn't seem to end,
a hollow sense of self takes,
its root within
Crush the stone in your hand until it bleeds
All of the pain that you've felt now isn't real,
it never was
Only age and disillusion remain
I face it all the same
I'll face the endless days
Collect my weary bones
And touch my fragile skin
Making it new again
In this world, as disillusion incarnate
As this place, grows smaller every day
In this world, I feel no presence with me
To escape, I'd give it all away
Crush the stone in your hand until it bleeds
All of the pain that you've
felt now isn't real and it never was
Only age and disillusion remain
The hollow thoughts prevail
If there's only one thing I promise
It's that you'll turn back
And leave this place like a ghost
Forever turned away
I'll face the endless days
-Death Is Real-
For all your ruminations
on strength and purpose
There's only dust collecting
In a mind where none can find you
You've shown a wealth of disease
A hand that's broken in fractions
A face that's masked in decay
With no body to call his own now
He's turning inward
I, I've lost faith
There's only ugliness here
Only death can find me
So we know that nothing's true
In all your life there's deception
That somewhere truth can be found
In a house where faith has failed you
There is no use in defending
A hand that's broken in fractions
A face that's masked in decay
With no body to call his own now
He's turning inward
I, I've lost faith
There's only ugliness here
Only death can find me
So we know that nothing's true
We knew another way
To live beyond our despair
You're gone, we're here
So we know that death is real
And we know that death is real
Thoughts of delusion behind stagnant cold eyes
Faces masked inside a house decayed and twisting
All around me are the plastic holy relics
They remind me of my vibrance, gone
Only death can find me
-Where Owls Know My Name-
And then I wished you away
I lost those memories
Of the days we weren't forsaken.
Why don't we just relax our eyes
And fall into a dream
Let it take my mind
Where owls know my name
And it gets colder every day
Lost in eternity's grasp
Withdrawing further from what we have known
This mentality that we've built;
It's breaking down
Still running away from it, you're still dreaming
Still hoping that there's something that may be worth seeking
You've wasted all that you have been given
Still hoping to find a way to make life worth living
Lost in eternity's grasp
We'll find no way to weather the storm
This mentality that we built;
Is breaking down
All the same;
Every path you take
You remain
Trapped within your shame
Go away, far away
Separate, from the shame
I brought myself to this place
Where only owls would know me
This reality that I've built
Is an empty space
-Capricorn / Agoratopia-
Fear, fear drowns the mind
In my kingdom, in my refuge
Within this empty room
Where I can speak to you
A last breath for the earthly
In empty space
Distant voices chant softly
It's beginning to look like a pale facade
Another cry for existence
Stands to be ignored
But it's a pale facade
It's a pale facade
Hands stretching toward the last day beneath the sun
Reaching paradox/in time we will unmake ourselves
It's a pale facade
Secure in your right to remain
Breathing the air you did not earn
Like ants coveting
Strong sense of dependence
No will of its own
Walk for centuries to realize all that's left is a fading image
Words like fleeting omniscience
Cloaked in subtle pain
No answer for those needing relief from existence
Oh the sight!
Oh can it be?
I've longed to see that which truly
Owns the light
A calming wave of incandescent grace
Spreads its rot
It's a pale facade
Hands stretching toward the last day beneath the sun
Reaching paradox/in time we will unmake ourselves
It's a pale facade
Secure in your right to remain
Breathing the air you did not earn
When the sun doesn't rise
And the hope of light fades
Rest these eyes a while
I'll see your face