At this time I have no musical compositions, but instead have lyrics or prose which is intended to be unified with music in the future. The work is obviously influenced by Islam and its mystical element of Sufism. Allusions to conquest of the enemies both within and without, visions of punishment and mercy, physical conquests of the early Muslims, annihilation of the self, Paradise and Hell. The text does not seem forceful enough, but in time that may be addressed.
Path to Reckoning
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Great hidden subterranean land of despair and pain
Oh, so hungry you are, you beckon us beyond sight
Such prideful lustful humans then come so willingly
Knowing not the vengeance of supreme holy terror
Souls travel into the abyss beyond the burning grave
A desolate foretaste shows the path impatiently waiting
More to come, always and increasing: quickening nears
Foolish, heedless, worse than animals, you go ignorant
Mired in pools of fetid sensuality: lusts never to be quenched
Nights and days to be forgotten and the hearts harden in filth
What wretches can you be to be so callous, cruel, yet gullible?
Nothing is your enemy more than your selves your worship
Your aid will be no respite: to drink the puss of your wounds
Chains of red hot iron scorch, ever knowing a life now wasted
No regrets, no remorse, only your own eternal agony delivered
Angels stoic: holy servants tear, pierce you within and without
Drowning your souls in the forbidden and sealing your fate
Ever increasing devolution beyond the primal states of sins
Your conduct in one surely tarnishes the other … unnoticed
Oh, you will be destroyed in agonies beyond your conception
Oh Malik, oh overseer seraph, deliver that which is deserved!
Prelude to Barzakh
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Ripped, torn, stripped away is this paltry reality
The realization, annihilation, is in a clear moment
Physical ignorance, a veil to blind and deceive
Your death will only break your attachments
Perfumed, sensuous, sweet the aromatics of death
Alighting all moments, bestowing complete clarity
Nothingness removing desires in its supremacy
Emptiness will come; you will break, rot, decay
Crystalline realization: fades from black into white
The soul awakens to be tormented by a burning grave
The bonds broken, yet the chains are sealed
Torture eternal as the black fires kiss your flesh
Quenched is your thirst, your hunger sated by dirt
And then your return to the soil from whence you came
Questions: fearsome angels, punishing pillars of light
Alas, a visitation to rend your soul and heart asunder
Decomposition is but a station on the path to return
The mercies untold will be forgone by arrogance
Broken, your soul will writhe in beautiful agonies
With joy, purification through shedding blood, tears