Vektor - Mary Halvorson/Weasel Walter/Peter Evans

Ah! It's a long way to reality From the mind's extremities Deep in the core of the subconscious realm lies A shrouded being, cowering Suspended entity in darkness Encapsulated in a crystalline state A soft glowing green in black Amebic dark, invading Scampering through a silent chasm On the other side beams a ray of light The beacon becomes obscured As the walls structuralize Cubiform crystallization A daunted hero falls to its knees A piece of eternity from within Condemned to memory One side is lost While the other is gained Will the two ever Be one in the same? Suspended entity in darkness Encapsulated in a crystalline state A soft glowing green in black Amebic dark, invading Retaliating echos puncturing my sanity The essence of my being is only a memory Crippling vices instilled confirm the soul to seclusion Disonant existence Feelings and thoughts without resolution Life is liquid when we're young We paint with the colors of the sun Time solidifies in our brains And we paint with shades of grey All I see are dark clouds over a sunny day The colorful picture of life Solidifies and strips away Tetrastructural minds What once was liquid is frozen in time A cold cubic cell Traps all hope deep inside Amebic dark, invading Ah!

トワトワトワと 明滅すると ノラノラノラと 現れて トワトワトワと 続いていく ベクトベクトベクトベクトベクトル 全身 仮眠 通り過ごして ゼンマイ巻いて放り投げると 永永遠と 振り子 数え明かして 目眩がまぶたを覆う この先に鮮やかが溢れると仮定する 催眠がほどけない ヌキアシトサシアシト 手 そんな深く潜ると聞こえなくなるから気付くことはないと思ってた ねじって 期待の矛先変われば するするとすり抜け 時間の模様がはじけて するすると飛んでく

Through the black, the hull is stacked Taking in the haul from Alshain Growing cracks, but still intact Encroaching on the Cygnus domain Beacon light within my sight The terminal is glowing in space Symbol for the free, but not for me I'm preparing to plead my case Like the moon is silent, consumed by the void All screams from inside are destroyed I was served an injustice as head of the Guard Unbalanced and covetous was my charge I have returned With malice that can't be unlearned I have arrived Like the rise of a massive tide Cygnus Terminal Iso Subject 5, where were you? Gone for 13 years and only aged 2 We deal with the terminal, we deal with death We are the bringers of balance; we are the lungs of the cosmic breath Iso Subject 5, your tracker was damaged at take-off How could you survive? We thought you were gone Cygnus Terminal Iso Subject 5, you say that's not your name? Isolation must have twisted your brain We deal with the terminal, we deal with death We are the bringers of balance, we are the lungs of the cosmic breath Iso Subject 5, you've strayed from your tests You must have lost your mind Why don't we just kill you now and put this all to rest? I crossed the Great Divide I now have command over time It's futile to object Now grant my parole from the Isolation Project All the years trapped in silence All there was to confide in Was my waning sense of worth Now reprieved of the tests My soul is battered at best But I've lived to see my rebirth Policies of my decree Once again, are enforced by me Epsilon, Pteropticon Failing now because of my leave LCD, at full capacity This is where I'll restart my work Take the names of those who caused me shame Be silent, swift, and deft on your search Like the moon is silent, consumed by the void All screams from inside are destroyed I have returned With malice that can't be unlearned I have arrived Like the rise of a massive tide

I think I'm losing my mind Blasting forward through a filamentous sky Beckoned by the flash of exploding light My soul crosses over the Great Divide Charging the void Isolated, I've been redeployed A rider on the crest Carry forth or plummet to death Autopilot function has been overridden For Isolation subjects, choice has been forbidden But death and destruction are what I've been given Charging the void Isolated, I've been redeployed A rider on the crest Carry forth or plummet to death Particles known only in theory, within my grasp Entering the cloud of the exploded mass To live is to die, disjunction seals our fate So many tyrants lie, pleading at the gates Regimes at an end with policies left to amend Where would the future lie if regimes had time to bide So bring unto me, morbid mastery I shall revoke the throne atop the stellar tree I choose a different path from those now dead in the mire They could not wield the flame of life. To which, now I conspire I charge the void I've found the purpose Immortalize this life I will return to the surface A lust for control and power Has grown in isolation A sky that once brought hope and light Now brings me desolation I must wield the sands of time to reclaim what is mine Stargazers have made the claims Of enocules bursting from Alshain Deep within the serpent's spire I forge a path that takes me higher I've crossed the Great Divide Now I peer into the depths of death's door Through the rippling veil I acquire The dust of life that Cygnus obscures To the other side, I have done it I now command the draw of death's door To the relic Alshain, now I've got it A molecule like nothing before Star fields of Aquila set ablaze Reap the ashes of the great Alshain Relic Alshain Oh Shahin-i-tarazu, now my flesh is born anew Within my hands, I hold the sands A sky of pillars gives life and land The blackest night unveiling death One inhaling, exhaling breath Of the swan with blackened wings outstretched A path unseen unfolds for me I charge the void and ascend the tree To the bird of morbid mastery I heed the Cygnus call They will want the dust obtained through my gall I bring the gift of extended life No longer will control be born of strife I burn through disregarded space Dispatched, forgotten, now I stake my independent claim I will rule this stark domain