As Time Returns

A grain of salt
Turns to ash below the true home
a phone ringing somewhere 

Splintering against the fire,
You find electric sirens about the ground
The devil has come

Sinister and flying beside the shadows
You bend arid flames above the sea
The Fool has fled

Quiet over the shadows
The thought will die
wary hesitant 

At a crossroads 
So many roads to choose from 
Under what skies?


The hero, 
Crossing the frontier 
Goes without luggage 
And misses his turning

Contributions:
"Is Nuclear Power The Answer?"  by Kraftamt 2013 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: AS TIME RETURNS with Kraftamt (Karstenholymoly)

New Earth

Take my escape route
Dark night ending now
Memory seems wiped clean
For one Love only

New Earth
New Earth

Blessed amnesia
Present euphoria
Soul mind directing
Ego - let go

New Earth
New Earth

Quantum
Mind machine
Forming reality
All I’s get behind my
Third eye opening
Opening, opening

Quantum
Mind machine
Forming reality
All I’s get behind
My third eye is opening

Find our way out
No hiding underground
A cure in here and now
Regenerate somehow

New Earth
New Earth
words by Snowflake

Contributions:
"New Earth" by Kraftamt 2020 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial (3.0). words by Snowflake "New Earth (pell)" by Snowflake 2013 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: NEW EARTH with Kraftamt (Karstenholymoly)

Forgotten

This single season slowly slips away, 
As any final moment passes by! 
These evil empty eyes would surely say, 
How could a hundred thousand flowers die. 

His name was written after the Hero’s 
He had so many heroes passing through! 
For there are those who may depend upon, 
But when some children see what people do. 

They know that truth is only coming true! 
And though it sets my heart forever free, 
Nothing ever gonna comfort you! 
An angel on the other side of me. 

Forget about what other children say, 
All these tiny people passing by! 
Can hear them talking till their dying day, 
Till there some day another man must die. 

We see how many dreams they gazed upon. 
So now her eyes are watching over you! 
Each evening when she spoke with little John, 
But then no one would know that love is true. 

Than those who could have saved my life for free! 
As you were walking through this endless night, 
Oh like an angel coming back to me! 
I never wondered where was wrong or right. 

I never need another place to lay, 
Show a little love along the way. 
He had the blood of Jesus on this day, 
Carried by his hands upon the metal cross in which he laid. 

Contributions:
‘Red’ by Scott Buckley- released under CC BY 4.0. www.scottbuckley.com.au

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: FORGOTTEN with Scott Buckley

Against The Demon

Against the Demon  
Aboard the dull sanctuary  
The quiet orchestra  celebrates   
Long  problem  exacts   
Anything  receives   versus  the wonderful  
Nobody  reiterates  
Underneath the attitude he stops            
You manifests between the forgotten crime                               
Each hears of the illuminated hatred          
Vacuous precipice manages                      
Below the bat

Contributions:
Cybermetica: Artificial Bloodline (Cybernetika Solar Nexus album) https://ektoplazm.com/free-music/cybernetika-solar-nexus

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: AGAINST THE DEMON with Cybernetica

A God that is yours

Slender beams of light enter
The darkened chamber as I kneel
Always alone. Always hopeful
Frozen here
Waiting…..

Tortured forms wrought on panes of glass
Loom
AS
Dust dances in the air
Forming as image in my mind
Penetrating my naked soul

Tears on a child’s face
I raise my head
Now railing against
This impassive reality

Contributions:
"Death of a Music Box" by Hans Atom 2011 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution (3.0), "Death Of A Music Box (Instrumental)" by Aussens@iter 2018 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution (3.0)

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: A GOD THAT IS YOURS with Hans Atom

Hells Gate

Onward led the road again
Through the sad uncoloured plain
Under twilight brooding dim,
And along the utmost rim
Wall and rampart risen to sight
Cast a shadow not of night,
And beyond them seemed to glow
Bonfires lighted long ago.
And my dark conductor broke
Silence at my side and spoke,
Saying, „You conjecture well:
Yonder is the gate of hell.”

All as yet the eye could see
The eternal masonry,
But beneath it on the dark
To and fro there stirred a spark.
And again the sombre guide
Knew my question, and replied:
At hell gate the damned in turn
Pace for sentinel and burn.

Dully at the leaden sky
Staring, and with idle eye
Measuring the listless plain,
I began to think again.
Many things I thought of then,
Battle, and the loves of men,
Cities entered, oceans crossed,
Knowledge gained and virtue lost,
Cureless folly done and said,
And the lovely way that led
To the slime pit and the mire
And the everlasting fire.
And against a smoulder dun
And a dawn without a sun
Did the nearing bastion loom,
And across the gate of gloom
Still one saw the sentry go,
Trim and burning, to and fro,
One for women to admire
In his finery of fire.

Ever darker hell on high
Reared its strength upon the sky,
And our footfall on the track
Fetched the daunting echo back.

And the hollowness of hell
Sounded as its master fell,
And the mourning echo rolled
Ruin through his kingdom old.
Tyranny and terror flown
Left a pair of friends alone,
And beneath the nether sky
All that stirred was he and I.

Silent, nothing found to say,
We began to back away;
And the ebbing lustre died
From the soldier at my side,
As in all his spruce attire
Failed the everlasting fire.
Midmost of the homeward track
Once we listened and looked back;
But the city, dusk and mute,
Slept, and there was no pursuit.
AE HOUSMAN 1941

Contributions:
"Severed Roots" by Kraftamt 2021 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: HELLS GATE with Kraftamt (Karstenholymoly)

Morning Star

Star bright
Star light,
Send me home tonight

Whether it is better
That,
We just sit alone in dark
Or by candle light
It makes no difference
Who we are
Or what we have become
The end is just the same

No matter how you repent
You MUST repent
You cannot hold the sadness
As it wakes,
A delicate flower
It has to be let go,
If,
balloon is to fly high in blue
Its journey so long
That reaches higher and higher
For you…..

Contributions:
"Artificial Gravity (Gravity Mix)" by Kraftamt 2013 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: MORNING STAR with Kraftamt (Karstenholymoly)

After Thought 
With Chris Elliot
There comes a time when you realise that all around us is what was, now and what is dying…..
Being hunted is a normal activity now, where night is the safest time; an abnormality, long, varying each day. The Sentinels were closer today, -there tracker technology was very advanced but our decoys normally worked but only for a short time. But it was different tonight…
Running through the forest at fast pace the pursued running out of breath; we were the pursued. The pursuer grew ever closer, the moonlight filtering through the tall dark trees that could expose our position at any moment. 
The long black shadows grew covering us like a shroud but a thunderous noise rose high above, skyward. 

A Sentinel Predator Scout ship, Mark 2 Galaxy Class was closing in fast. 

Silently, it drew ever closer; in for the kill. We had been detected. We had nowhere to run. Trapped within this empty shell of fear, I looked around for any possible escape. If we could make it to the dark city we just might endure….they did have orders not to enter the Forbidden City. 

So we moved as quickly as we could laying decoys and false positives as we went. This would be our only chance and our only refuge. …I could then cut back home before I am noticed as Father would expect me for morning devotions. 

How long would it be before dawn breaks? I would stop and move. The tracker was falling for my decoy and it appeared we had eluded them for now but patrols would increase and my luck could run out, sooner or later. It was becoming too dangerous to go to the Forbidden City. 

I would have to think about this in the future but I must find out the truth….I fell asleep exhausted in a dark cavern with a sign hardly readable that said “Underground” in the old language.

I fell further into a deep coma like sleep….
Daylight dawned on my ashen face, revealing the deep scars seared into my tired flesh that I had endured under The Brotherhood. And in days like these I had to be careful. My position can with privileges be safe to a point but also with responsibilities. Father would be angry with me again as usual, especially if I wasn’t on time for morning prayers and perform the pledge of elegance to the Liberator (my father the great one) in the holy place. 
He made me feel guilty constantly. The worst thing was the waiting, the waiting was the worst thing of all……………burning the hopes we had left behind, now and forever.. 
It was this waiting to reveal the truth and the spirit something, I had learned in the secret archive deep underground in the Forbidden City….I hope I wasn’t followed. I didn’t trust Gunther, Fathers aide. He watched me with discerning steely, suspicious eyes….did he know?? Maybe I was getting paranoid.  

Contributions:
Fastgamerr: DXN - Deus Ex: Nihilum – Novikova and XVA Original Soundtrack file - ModDB

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: AFTER TOUGHT With Chris Elliot and Fastgamer

Shadows On The Sand

Gone now
Thoughts just move like distant shores
Dark Shadows move past open doors
Love lost but once lingers
Through…..
A gentle embrace
And there’s little more 
I can do

Birds that swing high
Drift slowly by
Where you once stood
Are gone now;
Are gone now
And so are you

The Soul, the soul
I cry out for the soul
Done….	 are those doubts
Of fire and anguish
Of a cold, cold trance
Of footsteps covered by snow
Leaves no trace
Leaves no trace
Leaves no trace
Of a whisper
I once knew

I glide like those birds
High above on wind
Past;
Those distant hills
Silently….
For all to see
Knowing from the beginning
What the result would be.

Contributions:
‘Chronicle' by Scott Buckley - released under CC-BY 4.0. www.scottbuckley.com.au

DARKWORLD AFTERMATH SEQUENCE 7B: SHADOWS ON THE SAND with   Scott Buckley

Doom (Armageddon)
Part 7 

Today is the day the world ends
The fire’s burning a hole in the sky
As the rain pours it scorches the lands
Razing all that we build, down to the ground

We’re thrown in to a world of chaos
Everything we once loved is gone
How do we come back from this?
How do we move on?

Our hatred keeps the flames alive
They grow stronger as we grow apart
And as I stand with blood on my hands
I can only ask how it came to this

We are the fools
We’re the treacherous ones
There comes a time when we all must die
Today is the day the world ends…



Self-destruction slowly pouring sorrow, 
A consciousness distinguished righteous thing. 
Congratulations self-destruction broken, 
Transformed throughout the self-destruction ring. 

The mouths of self-destruction slaughtered sick, 
Self-destruction self-destruction 
A slaughtered self-destruction 
Slaughtered self-destruction slaughtered bloody. 

The slaughtered slaughtered self-destruction side, 
Slaughtered self-destruction slaughtered foes. 
The slaughtered self-destruction crucified. 
Congratulations with self-destruction knows. 

The consciousness complete annihilation, 
The supernatural humiliation
(Of mankind) 

Contributions:
"DOOM" by Kraftamt 2020 - Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)

THE DARKWORLD PROJECT 4