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Senescence

from The Figurant EP by The Figurant

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A speculative romance of Ahasuerus, Shahanshah of the Persians, indebted especially to the works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Immanuel Kant

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Is this a dream?
Not what it seems?
Who could this be?

An old man
Sitting by the wayside
Beckons me to
Come and pay heed
He would give
His unfailing wisdom
To one
Who would believe
Said he

“Oh, I
Have seen
Great cities crumble
Your gods
And kings
Usurped and humbled”

Is he true?
Or madness through?
What is truth?

He tells me
Fantastic tales of wonder
Of ages
So long ago
When he ruled
A thousand hosts and peoples
But still sought
Even more
And he said

“I sought out black magicians
And the priests of every god
I performed the secret rituals
With virgin blood
My sycophants they claimed it worked
And bowed before my throne
And then my chief protector
Dragged a knife across my throat

“‘You can’t
Escape
This fated future
Your hopes
And dreams
Meaningless illusions’

“And as my lifeblood poured a flood
Painting red the palace floor
I knew with assurance
That these traitors would be the ones to mourn
For though they buried me with great care
My bones retained their sacred heat
And with the moon I rose
Singing retribution each to each”

Then he told me of a
Secret so amazing
It woke me from the spell
His words had placed me under
And I felt a hunger

For you see though he could not die
His gift could be taken by
One who ate of his flesh
And drank his blood
To the last drop

So I unsheathed my blade
And plunged it in his milk white eye
And as he breathed his last I laughed
And claimed the crimson flow my prize

But the old man deceived me
For though I do indeed have eternal life
He has not died
No he lives on
Here inside of me
We are one

Every time we’re killed
We’re brought back in our murderer’s skin
A hundred souls stacked together
In this perverse unity of mortal sin
And every time a body grows old
We find another to join in

A phoenix born in blood
Come to bear this witness
All you love is dust

All you love
All is dust

I have seen
Cities
I have seen cities crumble
Gods and kings
Butchered
All sacred things made rubble
You cannot
Escape
You can’t run from this future
All your hopes
Vapor
Meaningless vain illusion

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from The Figurant EP, released February 22, 2016

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