Needless - The Cosmic Cauldron [Full Album 2022]

Lyrics to The Cosmic Cauldron [Full Album 2022] by Needless

Tracklist: 01. Warvoid A.D. 02. Astrogate The Spectral Lane 03. The Predation 04. Mournful Heavens 05. The Cosmic Cauldron Let summoning begin into ergosphere! Strange matter absorbs the echoes of redemption. Hidden eleventh extent, Blowing fields of texture. In black dwarf a horror, an exitus forms. The translucent seer beholds his massive army, The Possessors are now silenced to avow, To avow their leader's pristine dreams: A luminescent sleeper of the nether realm dimension. A drone from the nether realm dimension, Lives on outer rims of our celestial heavens. Heavens! Speaker of filament worlds, the manifest of angst, From an altered state it invades our weak perception. It does not live or die, Framework of outer remedy, Cauldron of all, Relic out of time. Power for the weak, Crucible of forlorn entity, Watches over thee, With the burden of infinity. It chose us, like it chose the guardian in every cycle, Now we have the vision. We see above matter and all objects. We see the sky of the mesoverse. Speaker of filament worlds, the manifest of angst, From an altered state it invades our weak perception. Mind couldn't take its weight. All gamma-, infra-, electromagnetic waves, Background radiation from uncountable singularities. Gift of sight, oh we beg you, conjure us! I am eternal, I see the backbone of the dark, I will grasp this moment, At last, I am Voidian. Mind couldn't take its weight. All gamma-, infra-, electromagnetic waves, Background radiation from uncountable singularities. Gift of sight, oh we beg you to conjure us. And the resigned and crumbling Possessors, Kneeled before Homo Deus, their new ruler, From the flesh of Earth's descendants, Meet the new future. Based on distorted image, A new kind has been born. Ruler supreme! All hail the new breed which is not human anymore! (x2) Speaker of filament worlds, a manifest of angst. It does not live or die, Framework of outer remedy, Cauldron of all, Relic out of time. Power for the weak, Crucible of forlorn entity, Watches over thee, With the burden of infinity. 06. Odium Only one prophet remained in here Grasping sole power at Regulus sphere Then came his revenge on the race of the Genetron Myriad suns have passed since that day Solaria's death was retaliated And thus began the age of odium, his empire of ash There is a saying in the remnant worlds: Children, don't go to the machine caves Don't dare to visit the concrete jungles As you do so, you will face the wrath of the Voidian Who I was, who I will be? I am a hunter, I am death indeed I am the reaper of my own race And the murderer of a thousand others This is the truth, here lies the meaning A sourceless hunger kills An unfulfilled desire to eradicate galaxies Beyond this pale horizon My sole dim enclave is consuming everything: Deceptive blooms of life which is not me I dream the unbeing I will outlive time I must be the missionary Of the omega source No alpha form shall exist I hear the voice Whisper of the cauldron: Odium A sourceless hunger kills An unfulfilled desire to eradicate galaxies Beyond this pale horizon My sole dim enclave is consuming everything: Deceptive blooms of life which is not me This is not me! Herald the new, invincible king My kingdom has no shores, but vast halls Of the endless time and space With my Leviathan I sail Dirac seas From outer source I collect lives with emerald strings Millions of years will pass by it In a blink of my weary eyes A sourceless hunger kills An unfulfilled desire to eradicate galaxies Beyond this pale horizon My sole dim enclave is consuming everything: Deceptive blooms of life, this is not me This is my utopia 07. The Prism Fortress 08. Chrononaut 09. Planet Oblivion Shipwrecked on the sea of birthstones Cast away on strange elevations Stained with cerulean and crimson A welcoming cradle, oh planet oblivion How peculiar is the future Which burns on vain mountains? How fragile is the past Broken by massive burdens? A fallen seer listens to floating whispers Takes the instrument of cruel creations Breaths the virulent lore of carbon Fills his lungs with a lambent phenomenon How peculiar is the future Which burns on vain mountains? How fragile is the past Broken by massive burdens? Heed our call, we are the makers of the cauldron 10. Transgalactic