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Alpha and Omega
02:50
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The Minoan Tragedy
15:55
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Whenever another civilisation bites the dust of aeons
into stardust it erupts, reaching out to the four corners of the earth;
leaving a city-state sized questionmark on the scorched soil:
“How will they remember us?
What will they retain?
What shall be forever forgotten and lost?”
The tidal waves have swept away our memories and hopes
and the flood has destroyed our homes
sacrificing all we have ever known to the four elements
But no one is here to witness our imminent decay
The wind silently leads the fire to the destruction of our earth
and water keeps us trapped sealing our demise
“A new dark age will come, and swallow everything we’ve ever been,
Depriving the world of our accumulated wisdom”
What secrets in these tiny molecules?
What might and power to whom it is preserved to decipher their codes!
Handle them carefully, and like a flower they’ll bloom
Be ready to harvest their secrets
Before they wither and forever disappear
Prepare for the New Dark Age
for you will never know its arrival until it’s too late
Time is the enemy now
Are we ready for the challenge, or have we passed the point of no return?
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To the Forgotten Tribes
11:53
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Come, gather my forgotten tribes
As we quietly sit, choking with dread
Mute and numb
while phantasmal visions of certain annihilation loom ahead
Which we through years of neglect brought upon ourselves -but firmly dismissed at first
Come and tell us tales of obliteration
Of pondering what could have been, but never was
Stories of incompleteness
Mysteries shrouded in the veil of time
And we will listen to your tales, and shake our heads
Holding back tears of regret
Wondering what we would have been
If the voices of the past could echo forever
In the valley of possibility
Let’s pretend this well has never dried up
Let’s pretend the end isn’t nigh
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The Bull and the Serpent
06:50
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Dazzled by the thick fumes
Trussed up on a raised platform
-like Procrustes made to fit-
Aged only seventeen
Wry smile on the priestess’ mouth
Dangling from her exposed neck
Necklace made of the Bull’s horns
A bronze dagger in her hands
Surrender to the fury of the ancient gods
Appease the wrath of Ariadne
The whole city trembles and shakes
A human life will quench her thirst
For countless years
You laid here, completely forgotten
A pile of bones, the only sign
That you ever existed
Left to die in the priestess’ hands
Unprotected and alone
to please the snake Goddess and the Bull
Took three thousand years for someone to find you
They can only take a guess at what you once were
Why did you even exist? Bred for human sacrifice
Ariadne on her throne
Looking down on the fools
Laughing with a frightening roar
Crushing the once proud city
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Mad Prophetess
15:51
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The Sanctuary of the Great Gods
bursting at the seams with sacred taboos
revelations only destined
for the eyes of initiates
in exchange of protections by the Great Mother
the ram and the kerykeion
shall always remind us
of our sacred oath
Shadows are dancing in the moonlight
while Sibyl leads the way
the Dioscuri twins wink
our necropolis is awake
and the Great Gods nod approvingly
If only we had listened to the mad priestess
whose words seemed foolish at the time
In warbled voice
she urged us to preserve in marble
our mysteries and rich traditions
Cybele warned us of a dire future
where our lips forever sealed, unable to teach the world
We laughed and averted our gaze
we did not comprehend her prophecies;
but our symbols lost their meaning
becoming mere shells
behold our proud Nike
now beheaded and alone
no more than a trophy to those unaccustomed to her ways
condemned to remain an enigma to future generations
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Pelasgian Tales
08:04
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Tell me, Muse, about the forsaken people
About the barbarians who sparked our imagination,
The mysterious Pelasgians
Tell me about their tales of woe that inspired our stories
But never were cast in stone;
About these wretched people, Muse, sing
And grant us a glimpse of what they must have been
Brotherhood unites us, Muse
With the forsaken Pelasgians
Whose existence was so brutally disrupted
By the tribes of the North
And while their collective existence now unknown
They keep guiding us, connecting the lines
Bringing the past via our present to the future
Forming a mighty spiral
Destined to eternally revolve
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Kostas Panagiotou Wales, UK
Atmospheric music for black hearts
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