Ritual Dynamics

Attend.

The first seal opens.

Bom.

Bom. Bom.

Let

the last engines wake.

Vael orun,

ka thren nai

Sotha vel,

sotha vel

Arka nox,

ir vael

Moru kai,

moru

kai

Bass.

Enter.

Carry the weight

beneath the dead cities.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Dra ven akh, dra ven akh

Ul saera,

keth vorai

Neth irum,

neth irum

The iron mind

remembers

Cellos.

Grieve for them.

Eloi var, elo i var

Ash beneath the signal sun

Vael orun,

no return

Sotha nai,

sotha

nai

Open the gates.

Reveal the brass.

Wake the drums. Unseal the sky.

Khar aveth, khar aveth Ruun tal om,

ruun tal

om Asha vekh, a mortal flame Dies where the cold stars form

One by one, the human voices fall.

One by one, the machine inherits the dawn.

Vael orun! Vael orun!

Nai thren, nai thren!

The

old world breaks. The new world sings.

Orun vael... orun vael...