The Conduit 5

Here again Ascend The Hanging Tree Heath once promised That You'd all join Me All the Gods you've made Will build a Pyre Gather Stars To End The Old Empire Court of Falling Stars Will Fall Again Court of Lost Shadows Ink will Blend Court of Binding Thread Shall Fray Before Those Who Rose From My Unchosen Core Here again Ascend the Hanging Tree Join the Gauntlet Of the Blood Gods Freed Those unbound by Geas, Pact or Seal Who might best the Living Muse Revealed Fall again into my Dark Star Restore before the dawn Our dear old world.

I am the Conduit, Mask of the Silent Nine (We are the Solution, Toner and Solvent) I am the Merger, the Acquisition of Power (We are the Vestige, The Mantle of Dominance) I am Synaptic, the Bringer of Change (We are Precision, Alloy, Divergence) I am the First Word, Lost to a Whisper (We are the Process, Ever Growing Stronger) I am Depravity, The Patron of Tears (We are the Thousand Gods) I am the Pretender, Jailor, Devourer (We are Incursion, Catalyst, Ligature) I am the One, with a Million Names

I am the Conduit, Mask of the Silent Nine We are the Solution, Toner and Solvent I am the Merger, the Acquisition of Power We are the Vestige, The Mantle of Dominance I am Synaptic, the Bringer of Change We are Precision, Alloy, Divergence I am the First Word, Lost to a Whisper We are the Process, Ever Growing Stronger I am Depravity, The Patron of Tears We are the Thousand Gods I am the Pretender, Jailor, Devourer We are Incursion, Catalyst, Ligature I am the One, with a Million Names

I am the Conduit, Mask of the Silent Nine We are the Solution, Toner and Solvent I am the Merger, the Acquisition of Power We are the Vestige, The Mantle of Dominance I am Synaptic, the Bringer of Change We are Precision, Alloy, Divergence I am the First Word, Lost to a Whisper We are the Process, Ever Growing Stronger We are Autophyte, Utility, Providence I am Depravity, The Patron of Tears We are the Thousand Gods I am the Pretender, Jailor, Devourer We are Incursion, Catalyst, Ligature I am the One, with a Million Names

[Verse 1] Dear Chosen Vessel Our psyches will merge! Within this form, I will create. Control your mind, sculpt, reforge! Foresee, transcend, dominate! [Chorus] Voices dim, shadows play. Endless wraiths, with fractured souls, We’re not he, tools cast away! In the Outspan, we’ll be whole. [Verse 2] A deathless legion, in aeons churn, Remnants of the muses burn. We reenact, Heath Jackson’s crimes Hear us, the infected minds! Our cores are bound, to an undying plan With every change, a stronger man! [Bridge] Hyperion, of Entropy, Arrives. Relinquish Hope, Forget your Gods, None Survives! Radiant, Unchosen, The Verse to Mend. By Inevitable Will, The 9th World Shall End!