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I sank in the dark; An infinite ocean of night,

I saw the drak; Lord of all in black

Cryptic winds, that blow the candles settled on an obsidian skull,

Whisper me the chant of negation;

The vomit of life, the purulence of light.

Deep waters, of blood, boiling from god's eyes I dreamt of;

The dark infinite in black, the unlife eternal in pain.

From black goat's mouth, the words of wisdom I heard;

The vomit of life, the purulence of light.

From my spiritual decay, the fields of knowledge I saw.

Into suffering what love can't bring, and in every men, the purity that is to corrupt.

From the spirits of the past, the hedonist precepts I smelt;

Depravation is a contemplation, regulation, religion, redemption.

From my coffin I explore the eternal in black, infinite of dark,

The vomit of life, the purulence of light.