Ben Baruk

Scene One: II.Cognitive Dissonance

Ben Baruk


The thunderous sound of galaxy explosions
The force of massive black holes

The bitter cup of your pride disturbs you
Like the fury of the seas poison your cold heart
Your creativity rebels against me

The notes I sang
Desiring power and glory
I tuned the song with the evil of conquest
And I craved divinity for myself
I'm enthroned on a dark throne
Which I took for my pride and corruption
My bowels are consumed with darkness
And a ferocious rage

I'm a piece of wrath in the blaze of destruction

I'm a piece of wrath in the blaze of destruction
The dishonor of my deeds brings me purpose

All creation is a conspiracy of my unthinkable thoughts
The perfection that belongs only to my actions

Like a cup
Of fury spilled
Darkness composes
The opponent's funeral melodies
Dark notes
Are submissive to the ruler
Of all that exists

Can't accept the truth
Cognitive dissonance

The flame burns imperishably in one of my hands
In the other, the density of darkness is subjected to me
I'm with you and you're not with me
I'm perfection that orders imperfection

What emerges from the depths of the abyss

From the obscurity of my throne I rise
Out of envy I rebel against your high counsels
I am your sting against your themes
And the decrees of your creation

Cognitive Dissonance