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Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat

Swallows of sulphur, Swallows of Sanctuary's hope

In misted trains arranged

Spores in suspended rain

Course under spells

On predator wings

Blank invocations, Hollow and mute control

Binding the ruptures, Wringing the features strange

How will I mould you? How will I fill your eyes?

Slithers in silver or chiseled from pyrite and lime?

In misted trains arranged

Spores in suspended rain

Course under spells

On predator wings

Paradigm sweepers, Obsidian minds

Scanning the starlight for signs

Hues of dementia blur at their sides

And the boundaries of energy fray and decline

Their strange eyes shine

Fused to another

Palms raised to goad

Wisdom from ether

They form holes between worlds

That I follow with an eagerness

Down the dark slides and passages

Into gloom

Where wide, white pools of reflection

embrocate and charge their bones

Bleach out my memories back to the core

Where knowledge is energy

And magick is a cannibal, animal fire

Reign in the spores

Spoils of my soul

Adhered to worlds below

They form holes between worlds...

Conjure my others under my features

Doused in the river, pure and in pieces

Seek out my brothers, snuff out the candles

All of your emptiness I shall dismantle