"Broadcast to the Stars" by William J. Lever The earth weeps silently. All the while the fire burns. A vibration of discourse coddling the cosmos. Humming a lullaby of hushabied screams to nurture the newborn stars. Blood dripping from the axis, scorched from the heat of a combusting nebula...

"To Infinity, and Your Mom!" by William J. Lever Wake the fuck up! The earth weeps silently. All the while the fire burns. A vibration of discourse coddling the cosmos. A vibration of discourse Coddling the cosmos... Humming a lullaby of hushabied screams To nurture the newborn stars. Blood dripping from the axis, Scorched from the heat of a combusting nebula. With a big bang, we slumber. With a big bang, resting soundly in ignorance. All the while all we love is burning. Hear my vocal chords bubbling My last scorching breath The remembrance of who I am Can you say the same? Can you say... the same? Hear my vocal chords bubbling My last scorching breath With a big bang, we slumber. With a big bang, resting soundly in ignorance. With a big bang, we slumber. With a big bang, resting soundly in ignorance. All we love is burning

"It's The End Of The World (And We Blew It)" by William J. Lever Look to the sky; see the start and know where the ending was wrought. You brought this on yourself, self-destruction for a temporary satisfaction. This is no healing process. This is where you and I collide. Dead stars in the desolate night sky. I am the poet; the preacher of the world's demise. I am Destronomer. What in the world? There exists no world without you in it. Call me prophet, condemn me as zealot. In the end we'll share in the same mess as one. Brittle and fragile of mind. It was the being that created me That created your devil God damn me for lack of divine. Castrate my words, belittle the meaning and end the sentence. Destroy my world. Castrate my words, belittle the meaning and end the sentence. Devalue me more with every loving reward you reap from me. Castrate my words, belittle the meaning and end the sentence. Does it make you feel good? A beautiful stringing together with catastrophic deliverance. Hush, no more words. If I speak they will save you, and in turn they will destroy me. Turning my back to you, I choose to save myself. Self-perseveration. Mankind's ultimate choice. That brought the end. Castrate my words, belittle the meaning and end the sentence. Destroy my world. Castrate my words, belittle the meaning and end the sentence. Devalue me more with every loving reward you reap from me. Castrate my words, belittle the meaning and end the sentence. Look to the sky; see the start and know where the ending was wrought. You brought this on yourself, self-destruction for a temporary satisfaction. This is no healing process. This is where you and I collide. Dead stars in the desolate night sky. I am the poet; the preacher of the world's demise. I am Destronomer.

"Doomsayer's Prayer" by William J. Lever I would sooner decay than breath an ounce of life back into you. The scars of desire rest deep seated in your breast, You're speaking of sweet nothings Where whispered deceit lies behind the veil. Forebearer of the hurt, withstanding of some scorched soul to blame. Attached it's burden to you. The wounds that will never heal, I did my best to treat you. The words you spoke were poison Falling to ashen lullabies in my brain. In my brain... For all you swore would come to pass, the burden laid bare is mine. To sweep and sort the sands of the hourglass. For all you swore, intentions left to empty frames. For me to fill in the meaning, painting my own closure. In shades of blinding red The road to hell's been paved. See yourself off the edge of the earth. See yourself off the edge of the earth... I'd carve the future into this tree of life. But there is no future for us now, and life is soon to pass. Rage manifests, The fire in my throat overflows to words of wisdom, doomsayer's prayer. Doomsayer's prayer. I'd carve the future into this tree of life. But there is no future for us now, and life is soon to pass. Rage manifests, The fire in my throat overflows to words of wisdom... Forebearer of the hurt, withstanding of some scorched soul to blame. Attached it's burden to you...

"Write Me Out" by William J. Lever In a galaxy this vast How can you think yourself so significant? You open arms wide to claim dominion Absent mindedly waiting for the void to swallow you You want, you want it all Give you the mountains, you'd want the sea You want, you want it all Swallow, in emptiness devour My only hope to watch you choke Inhaling brimstone, exhaling smoke (chorus) You like a sad story Well this one's the worst You want a pity party Walk to the edge of the earth Tear away with pen to pad Discarded words fade to ash You said that this would be the end of my story So go on, write, write.. Write me out You like my words? Here are the last ones you'll get The world is ending There's no more room for make believe Spent most your days pretending Swore to me that this would be alright You swore You swore You swore you knew The wound you've opened Leaking cancerous dark, spreading You swore You swore You swore you knew You swore you'd protect me To dancing lights cast upon an ocean of stars You like a sad story Well this one's the worst You want a pity party Walk to the edge of the earth Tear away with pen to pad Discarded words fade to ash You said that this would be the end of my story So go on, write, write.. Write me out Nebulizers beget nebulas Nebulizers beget nebulas... If love was a lie Fix what's broken inside Last chance Say goodbye Nebulizers beget nebulas...

"Journey Of The Nebulus Spheres" by William J. Lever If we know better Why do we resist it? If we know better Why with blind eyes Do we willingly suffer the worst? You wrote of better In your fiction and history books... On the precipice Of a higher calling Recognition like An electric spark Ignited through his synapses Hair raised to static upon the nape Skin shivers with the charge Of a destiny fulfilled With a blink of his eyes Unlocking the portal Releasing the spheres Do we concede before defeat To meet the void answerless A light set by a glimmer of hope (Reignite the flame) Do we concede before defeat... (Conqueror of the unconscious) Conqueror of the unconscious (Parasitic celestial) Parasitic celestial Born of indifference Weakened by purpose A rot set with positive change Do we concede before defeat To meet the void answerless A light set by a glimmer of hope (Reignite the flame) Do we concede before defeat To fold before we answer A question long since asked (Reignite the flame) To fold before we answer To meet the void answerless... "If we know better Why do we resist it? If we know better Why with blind eyes Do we willingly suffer the worst You wrote of better In your fiction and history books All the world's a stage Beset by a personified goodness Scream it out If you know better Be the change. Be the change." One final confrontation. For the whole of creation. One final confrontation. For the lot of us. To defeat him is to know us better To defeat him is to evolve To defeat him is to change our ways For him to win is the end of us all By a simple act of nothing at all

"Gravity Bleed" by William J. Lever & Chris M. Lyons "The hull has been breached by debris There is precious little oxygen left Residual recourses were lost in impact I suppose, I should count myself grateful... Quicker this way *ahem* anyway If this proves to be my last transmission I just want to say On behalf of everyone As the last one left I'm sorry..." (Ahhhhh... eee-ya!) The fight for life has been lost Extinction on a grander scale Than the gratuitous violence We inflicted Through a wash of red, all the color bled The aftermath rendered in greyscale The bigger picture of a harmonious existence Bleached out by a supernova Wading in the ink well To see if true colors change Imagined a hue of blue, purple, and green To see what we wish was there When we know our souls will always be this black Hole punch against a cardboard cutout Pitch black to a pinprick of light You swore the change was temporary Based your belief in theatrics Praying to a magician who doesn't hear you Last call to blot out the sun Temporary tattoos Over our eyelids Making believe we're beings Higher than we ever should be Higher - than we ever should be... "If the colors blend I will never find a way..." If the colors blend I will never find a way To make it out someday You dream of distant worlds I dream of a place where this pain will cease Gravity bleed Who will draw a celestial map? To find the unmaker To find Destronomer On the white dwarf, resting upon his crystal throne Ruling in whispers, conquering the unconscious It is the harp's melody that calls us To our final rest To our final rest To our final rest... Your savior called to cancel his appearance The light of a thousand suns To wipe the slate clean of this cosmic wasteland Just admit Earth is probably the Florida of the universe Hole punch against a cardboard cutout Pitch black to a pinprick of light You swore the change was temporary Based your belief in theatrics Last call to blot out the sun If the colors blend I will never find a way To make it out someday You dream of distant worlds I dream of a place where this pain will cease Gravity bleed If the colors blend I will never find a way To make it out someday (Brace for impact!) You dream of distant worlds I dream of a place where this pain will cease Gravity bleed Gravity bleed Gravity bleed...