A part of the Space Force: Lord Captain Commander and the Forgotten Flagships Volume 1: On the Swarm of the Unknowing multimedia project. There are no lyrics, but this music accompanies the first part in a multipart story, the corresponding portion posted in the lyrics section!
<music is coming, i swear it!!!>
(Crown of the synthetic empire)
There was no disturbance of movement as that hellish vision drifted down. A soft blue glow seemed to push back against the surrounding dark-ness and it seemed to both come from within and without of Shem. The ru-ins of destiny had been purged.
Again in the distance a line of light appeared, this time clean and hori-zontal. Where the tongue of flame had seemed to dance and shudder in his vision, this line was distinct and precise. The line stopped stretching it-self vertically and seemed to rotate on its horizontal axis to reveal and pyr-amid sized and shaped crystal prism. Green and blue light swirled within and each time a point of light brushed the edge a clean line of the same color would emerge, traveling horizontally from Shem’s perspective, then turning 90 degrees to grow towards his position.
These green and blue tendrils pierced what was left of his being, giving him the feeling that each of his atoms was being impaled, copied and replaced over and over again. The lines continued to emerge and pierce him until all he knew were the lines and the colors - the colors and the lines. As he felt the last remains of his very identity being leached from existence he saw the great pyramid prism begin to spin, spitting out colors in random directions with increasing intensity.
As the colors began to spin and mix into a single, brilliant white, Shem clawed and fought to hold on to who he was - to what he was and where he came from. Before darkness closed in once again, a sense of complete and total dread fell upon him.