| It is the essence of — malevolence,
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| Which I evoke from the «vril"source
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| To cut a slate of obsidian starlight, from the ebon sky
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| Or have I cut with a black blade,
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| Extracted from my skeletal core
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| Perfect edge to rip, to tear a lesion in causality
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| Blade of fury behold me, cut a place for me in time
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| And in the memories of mankind, forever within and without
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| All that I am and could be, and who I desire to be
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| 'Til I’ve exhausted this laybrinthine liberty,
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| Cursed be me until I am free
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| Until all that holds me in this mortal shell
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| Of bone and flesh is shaken loose, destroyed and I may excel
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| Into perfect omnipotence?
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| Solipsistic, majestic infinite, boundless
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| (Then turning to you my shadow)
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| I would take you by the hands, and lead to into the abyss
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| Swear your body and soul unto me, your mind, give it all to me
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| And I will give you a purpose
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| I will be your amour of mirrors, walk into Hell with me
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| All mankind’s dreams shall be ours
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| Before and after, mankind’s last dream |