Irregular Pulse

KnivesShow

endless light and dark and creation and destruction
the crucible of both dream and nightmare awaits
be reforged
be whole again
don the mask and claim your knife

ChainsShow

both dark and light ending, destruction and creations cessation
the ointment of preservation, the pins to restrain
bind the wounds
close the gate
don the mask and claim your chain

they yearn they call they beg they plead
close your ears to their cries
better to slumber than live among their cursed number
stare into the infinite and understand
let it claim your eyes that you might see
head to the beaches and gaze beyond, place your hand in its waters
learn what you can and know you will know more about the empty places than any ever should