| Unholy deeds performed in secrecy
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| Lay haunting the eve like the reminiscence of the late
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| And when the clouds meander and take forms unlike seen
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| Something stirs in the ether, a presence…
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| Entrenching
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| Soar… Through the abyss, whence the concealed wisdoms are welling forth
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| Like souls dwelt in malice lay hungry for my stifled thoughts
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| The visions in the shadows, in the darkest recess of the mind
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| Which crawl yet to shatter what I once defined as my one true life
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| Behold… Apparitions, unimaginable dreams of space
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| From a closed division of my psyche something escalates:
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| Revelations… From beyond; |
| reborn in gnosis of starlight
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| And the more I know, the more my bonds to this world dissolve
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| The order in which stars align, clarified
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| Archaic times and nameless rites I have come to remember;
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| Taken by a presence old and repugnant
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| Torn out from where my roots lie
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| And my mind altered by alchemy beyond all that is human:
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| «Solve et coagula!»
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| Dissolve to evolve
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| Feels like I am crawling with serpent-forms, feelers, tongues;
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| This hour one with forgotten ages
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| Entrenched in abhorrence you dare not to believe
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| Impregnated by a seed of higher planes
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| Presences spawning in my soul:
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| Now I have seen all in a larger scale
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| Larger than my mind could hold
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| How deep in depths must I linger on?
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| How far in merciless, cold space
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| Until man I am no more?
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| When the dawn breaks, and the hoar falls to dew
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| And with the dew leaves my presence, into death’s silver hue
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| How the clouds meander and take forms unlike seen
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| The last pale remainder of what ever lingers of me
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| The order in which stars align… |