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Albedo

The path to the rising sun

Is the thorns of decaying psyche.

The madman’s self-destructivity

Is his joy and delight.

The power of yearning for otherness

Is the caress of glow of death.

Clear vision of the dying

Is the magic of whirling.

Roaring laughter of the gaping abyss,

The glance of dazzling steel -

The athame is burning the heart

With colours of vermillion.

The act of dissolution of mud

Is in the prima materia of the essence.

The method is joint executions

Of Salt, Sulphur, and Mercury.

Intention, death, dissolution

To the initial flesh of transformation.

The limit, the outrage beyond limits, the shock,

The birth of the manifestation.

The arch of the sky-dome,

The wings of heavy ordeals,

The daring revolt of transition,

The light of benign halos.

The singing of dreadful silences,

The loops of disjointed weaves.

The fiery heat of ordeals

Of the banner of transfiguration.

The eternity is the vessel of iniquities,

The trueness of existences,

The path of purification is

The killing of ontos of wanings.

The pain is the catechism of the gap,

The shadow of approaching distance.

The bright signs of the breakthrough

Are the scars of subtle battles.