The Pit
Embracing the Abyss: No Arbiter's Journey through Endless Horrors
Lyrics
It's endless and edgeless
Expressing a vast and boundless nature.
I court the dark familiar
Embracing the darkness that is familiar.
Released from its service, just to reoccupy this
Freed from a previous duty, only to return willingly.
The grip of the servant, infant of that he cannot name
Being controlled by an unknown force, perhaps representing infancy.
This intractable calculus, a speck must still remain
A persistent challenge where even a small part endures.
Human thoughts are forceful
Human thoughts have a powerful impact.
We've conjured distant planes
Summoning distant realms or possibilities.
But to observe what's here will always cause us pain
Observing the present brings inherent suffering.
Return to simple movements and live within your hands
Advocating a return to basic actions and embracing tangible experiences.
And watch them as they grasp solid objects if you can
Encouraging attention to the physical act of grasping objects.
Living every second is an endless horror
Every moment is filled with unending horror.
With time that drains like blood which never needed hearts to beat
Time passes relentlessly, akin to blood circulation without a need for a heart.
I have returned here countless times
Repeated returns to a metaphorical abyss within oneself.
The pit that is a part of me
Acknowledging a personal pit, a part of one's identity.
Living every second is an endless horror
Reiteration of the perpetual horror in every second.
With time that drains like blood which never needed hearts to beat
Reiterating the relentless passage of time without the need for a heart.
I have returned here countless times
Continued returns to the internal pit, a significant aspect of the self.
The pit that is a part of me
Reaffirmation of the internal pit as an integral part of the self.
I contemplate the future's faceless splendor
Reflecting on an unknown, faceless future filled with potential versions of oneself.
With versions of myself I can't identify are me
Struggling to identify different versions of oneself in that envisioned future.
I will return there countless times
Anticipating numerous returns to the desired self, defined by a wish.
The wish of what I'm meant to be
The desired identity or state one aspires to be.
Human thoughts are forceful
Reiteration of the forcefulness of human thoughts.
We've conjured distant planes
Summoning distant possibilities, echoing earlier lines.
But to observe what's here will always cause us pain
Reemphasizing the pain caused by observing the present.
Return to simple movements and live within your hands
Advocating a return to simplicity and tangible experiences.
And watch them as they grasp solid objects if you can
Encouraging the observation of one's hands in action.
Old friend, I've seen your face
Addressing an old friend and acknowledging familiarity.
Everywhere I go, I see you
Perceiving the presence of this old friend everywhere.
Not whats in front of me
Struggling to see what is directly in front due to the influence of the old friend.
You're holding back the words without which I'm defined
Recognizing that the old friend holds the defining words.
Old friend knows best the line
Acknowledging the old friend's understanding of the defining line.
Inside which I reside
Identifying the internal residence within the recognized line.
You're holding back the words without which
Reiterating the suppression of defining words by the old friend.
I'm defined
Highlighting the dependency on the withheld words for personal definition.
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