I'm not sure why I'm shouting, but I feel I must
The silence weighs heavy, and my voice is dust
I'm not sure why I'm crying, but I feel I need
The tears flow like rivers, my soul to feed

I'm not sure why I'm running, but I can't stay still
Chasing after shadows up a lonely hill
I'm not sure why I'm fighting, but I can't give in
The battle's my refuge, where the pain begins

I'm not sure why I'm hoping, but I cling to the thread
A whisper of faith in a mind full of dread
I'm not sure why I'm dreaming, but I hold on tight
To a vision of peace in the darkest night

And every question burns, like a flame on my tongue
Every answer fades, like a song unsung
But something inside me keeps pushing me on
Though I can’t explain what I’m searching upon

I'm not sure where I'm going, but I won't turn back
The road may be winding, but I've found my track
I'm not sure why I'm shouting, but I feel I must
In this echoing void, I will place my trust

I'm Not Sure Why

The Time Has Come

Lyrics:

I am corruption manifest, defilement come to life,
From Seraphiel's radiant grace to harbinger of strife.
My fall transcended mere descent; it birthed corruption's breath,
The antithesis of creation, catalyst of death.
I unravel cosmic order, twist the fabric of the stars,
A shadow cast upon the light, a wound that never scars.
Purity I taint with ease, defile the sacred lure,
Transforming virtues into vice, intentions less than pure.
I am the whisper in the wind that sows the seeds of doubt,
The stain upon the soul's repose that none can wash out.
The essence of decay I breathe into the heart of all,
A creeping blight that undermines, ensuring virtues fall.
Corruption given flesh am I, the end of all design,
Embodiment of ruin where light and dark entwine.
Bear witness to the fate I shape, the void I consecrate,
For I am entropy incarnate, herald of your fate.
Embrace the discord I unleash, the turmoil that I bring,
For in my grasp, the ordered world unthreads string by string.
Witness now the world undone, the threads I have unspun,
Malachim Umbrae is my name, corruption's chosen one.

Soul of Shadow: Heartbeat of Corruption

Stones from above

… ΜΛŁΛCΉΙΜ ЦΜBЯΛΣ … a child forged from the embers of fervent longing, shaped by verses birthed in shadow and melodies distilled from life’s raw marrow. In these offerings of poetry and sound, I cast fragments of my journey into the void—neither demanding praise nor conjuring empty comfort. Instead, I extend these revelations quietly, with reverent humility, inviting any who wander near to gaze upon them, to taste truth in the hush between words and the silent spaces woven by string and breath.





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ΜΛŁΛCΉΙΜ ЦΜBЯΛΣ is a fallen Seraph that was known as: ЅЄЯΛРΗІЄŁ, he was the first one summoned to serve the Divine Court and is the only that descended into the Abyssal Void.

Malachim (מַלְאָכִים):
Language: Hebrew
Meaning: The plural form of "Malakh" (מַלְאָךְ), which translates to "angel" or "messenger."

Umbrae:
Language: Latin
Meaning: The plural form of "Umbra," meaning "shadow" or "ghost."

"Malachim Umbrae" can be translated as "Shadow Angels" or "Angels of Shadows."

Word: Seraphim (שְׂרָפִים)
Singular Form: Seraph (שְׂרָף)

Meaning: The term derives from the Hebrew root "saraph," which means "to burn" or "to consume with fire."

Seraphim are considered the highest order of angels within the celestial hierarchy, texts acknowledge Seraphim as powerful and fiery angels serving in the divine court. They are portrayed as eternal worshipers, constantly glorifying and exalting God, embodying unwavering devotion and reverence. Seraphim are seen as agents of purification, burning away sin and impurity.