| Woe unto ye who aspire not unto the magistry of death!
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| Ye are as food for the gods
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| Behold the Great Opposer, thou who art as death!
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| Oh that I may become at one with mine «otherness» of being
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| I seek the smagdarine crown jewel of the victorious conqueror of Eden,
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| Lucifer Trismegistus, Janus-faced daimon
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| Thou who gazeth upon the dark abyss of silence, vast depth of nothingness,
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| great void of light beyond light
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| Oh Highest One, Great Devourr, Universal Solvent, may I becom at one with Thee!
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| Bring forth the flame that cracks the clay and tears the soul to unite the
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| deathless spirit with death itself
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| Illuminate me with a scourge of burning cinders that strikes me with the
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| causeless liberty of Thine unfathomable fantasy
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| The draconian perfection born from thy boundless rebellion
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| Yea, the lie that speaks the truth!
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| For to enter Thine steeping gulf is to rise unto and usurp the throne of the
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| highest
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| So may the inverted star that is Thine reflection boil my eyes until formless
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| vision is given, oh ye dazzling burner of shades and extinguisher of the fallen
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| sparks
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| Godless God, traceless pilgrim of the abyss, nimbus of subterranean suns
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| Guide me to Thy bottomless peaks! |