I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
Tribal creation myth and folklore from the Northern Hemisphere
Dating from 650 B.T.C.
(Before the Third Cataclysm)
Antediluvian Calendar
Hearken, children of the Ersatz gods
Sons and daughters of the New Earth, for here is truth
Long ago, before the third of Earth's moons fell firey from the star-seared sky
There were those whom we have come to call the First Ones
These men-who-were-not-men were the creations of the Mera
Beings from the far reaches of the limitless cosmos
Whose essence still flickers latently within the minds of all their disparate progeny
Praise the Mera, fathers of the First Ones, bondsmen to the Kl'aa, sworn foes of the Z'xulth!
Sired in the great spawning vats beyond the fathomless deeps of the Pre-Cambrian sea
The First Ones throve
Those who were engineered to live on land duly constructed the grand Antarctic Megalopolis
Ultimately becoming entangled in bitter conflicts with the hoary Serpent Kings
Before retreating into the subterrene depths of the vast inner world
Whereas those First Ones that had chosen the embrace of the abyssal seas
Were the architects of vast and glorious submarine cities
Whose splendid spires and minarets towered proudly beneath the unfathomed waves
Those grand bioluminescent cities are now long since fallen, razed and dispersed
Given over to the cruel whims of the unforgiving oceans
From the lore of our ancestors, we know the true nature of the cosmos
We know of the hidden and silent places
The places which reside in between the veils of reality
The places which mankind was never meant to see
All this we know
We who survive, we who are descended from those First Ones
And who give thanks to the gods-who-are-not-gods, for our creation
Our genesis,
For the breath of life that was forced into our progenitors
During the early epochs of this cratered globe
Hearken, children of the Ersatz gods, sons and daughters of the New Earth
For here is truth
Dating from 650 B.T.C.
(Before the Third Cataclysm)
Antediluvian Calendar
Hearken, children of the Ersatz gods
Sons and daughters of the New Earth, for here is truth
Long ago, before the third of Earth's moons fell firey from the star-seared sky
There were those whom we have come to call the First Ones
These men-who-were-not-men were the creations of the Mera
Beings from the far reaches of the limitless cosmos
Whose essence still flickers latently within the minds of all their disparate progeny
Praise the Mera, fathers of the First Ones, bondsmen to the Kl'aa, sworn foes of the Z'xulth!
Sired in the great spawning vats beyond the fathomless deeps of the Pre-Cambrian sea
The First Ones throve
Those who were engineered to live on land duly constructed the grand Antarctic Megalopolis
Ultimately becoming entangled in bitter conflicts with the hoary Serpent Kings
Before retreating into the subterrene depths of the vast inner world
Whereas those First Ones that had chosen the embrace of the abyssal seas
Were the architects of vast and glorious submarine cities
Whose splendid spires and minarets towered proudly beneath the unfathomed waves
Those grand bioluminescent cities are now long since fallen, razed and dispersed
Given over to the cruel whims of the unforgiving oceans
From the lore of our ancestors, we know the true nature of the cosmos
We know of the hidden and silent places
The places which reside in between the veils of reality
The places which mankind was never meant to see
All this we know
We who survive, we who are descended from those First Ones
And who give thanks to the gods-who-are-not-gods, for our creation
Our genesis,
For the breath of life that was forced into our progenitors
During the early epochs of this cratered globe
Hearken, children of the Ersatz gods, sons and daughters of the New Earth
For here is truth
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The Fallen Kingdoms of the Abyssal Plain Lyrics as written by Jonathan Maudling Byron A. Roberts
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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