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He, Whose Number Is Nine

Cloven but aside him is silence

Cold the vengeance that burns

In this rage a secret kept creeping

Spells where mind matter churns

Hooded and beside him weapons raised

Revenge heats up the chill

Sworn foes our energies doth converge

The showers of flames kill

Blasting the tyrants inside of me

General of Wars still fought

Sip from the glass of victory

Sorrows of Heaven sought

Binding the sides of good and evil

Collapsing will and walls

I am the bearer of ill tidings

King consumer of laws

Aside nor inside I have become

Him, whose number is nine

Ruler of the air and of the ground

Him, he who bears the sign