Glitches in the Matrix (Rough Draft)

Rupture detected, familiar anomalies-

Underexpected Harolds of the Odyssey

In the shadow of reality reciting incantations

The very same anomoly which foretold of the invasion

Leaving everything unsaid, informant interrupted

I don’t know who what or why, data stream corrupted

Gleaming remnants from beings

Born before cascating creation

I think I’m finally going mad

I fear obliteration

I must be wary as I proceed transdimentional investigation

Of those who opened the gates to this dimension sending forth their agents

The power that divides, the Spirit of Segregation

The power of our minds, the Spirit of Simulation

The power that fucks with rhymes, remember when you had matter Contradiction

But the power that binds is absent from this mission

Though I suspect this is all in accordance with the plans of Integration

It is the Dawn of the Black Sun, eclipse the age of reason

Emissions from the Lost Planet reaffirm the hex;

These glitches in the matrix are an omen of my death

When the titans clash

The mortals will die

The world turned to ash

Sun slain by the sky

Dream of the Lost Ones

It’s happening again

I’ve learned so much more

Yet still don’t understand

They took enough from me

Why must I be the one to see?

Dismal whistle crackling extistential

I will drown in certainty

I shall freeze in hell

(The dream unwravels seamlessly

The dream becomes reality)

I see

The three

Chosen ones, to be set free

The girl

Trapped inside her body

The girl

Trapped inside her brain

The boy

Trapped outside a bubble

The boy

Trapped outside himself

The Black Sun chose for him to enter the rupture; he is inhuman, he is the Other.

Wormholes erupt, pimples on spacetime

Memories of future dreams haunting my mind

Pocket dimenstions holding unworldy forces

Surreal sensations of inhuman voices

Dr. Eve L says she’s going insane

She thinks that her clone stole a part of her brain

These glitches in the matrix have only just begun

The fabric of reality and time has come undone

Hatch opens

Four chosen

Stark light

A perilous plight

Only this time

I won’t be restrained;

Four candles

And four glitching brains.

Primordial powers I cannot comprehend

These glitches in the matrix are the beginning of the end.

Four souls intertwined

A candelabra’s sparking tines

Tracing the trail left behind

By the four Lost Souls who stole my life;

Ascending to bask in

Primordial madness.

Four Earthlings come unhinged

The Spirits are here

The rupture begins.