Byzantine
map of the creator
You mustn't cry for me
This is how it's meant to be
What I must do won't be forgotten
A million miles away
We're isolated by the space between
The Map of the Creator
We must inscribe the way
Hieroglyphic life contained
The more I learn
The more that I know nothing
Now you wait in the wings
The dynasty of all beautiful things
Designed by the Maker
My mind attempts to wane and wander
All of my thoughts in vain
Detachment washes over me
It's never over
I won't return unscathed from this
Astounding futility
Isolation takes its toll, subtly
Mother Earth has earned her challenge
Never to emerge the same
Cradling humanity
It's never over
I am tempted by thoughts of death
To crack the serenity
Contact has broken away
This is my reward
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- To Release Is to Resolve
- Byzantine
- Oblivion Beckons
- The Fundamental Component
- Byzantine (2000-2001 Demos)
- ... And They Shall Take Up Serpents
- Miscellaneous
- Oblivion Bekons
- Trapjaw
- The Cicada Tree
- Vile Maxim
- New Ways to Bear Witness
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 75
- Byzantine - Digital Collection
- AMP Sampler, Volume 9
- Metal Hammer: May 2004 (Razor, Volume 4)