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A voice roared the chant of those trumpets in my ear

Blinding all with the shine of its eyes

Deafening with the grating of its fingernails

The inversion of the polar axis overwhelmed the seas from north to south

And the time ran levorotatory to its origins

I saw children raising their hand against their fathers

The growing envy in canons of hope

The lust dwelling in perfectly households

And man condemning himself conscious under the original sin

Judges have been betrayers of their own judgements

Witchers and assassins venerated by multitudes

Endless tortures and restless suffering beating in every corner

And the edge of the knives dazzled the face of fellow as dawn!

Impeding prophecies destroyed the system and order

Impending prophecies enforced the hierarchy of the fittest one and consumed until the last breath

It is time for my conscience to transcend

And to guide me in the trails of aether

To despoil me from all material

And project me to a new awakening!

Rests of memories remain intact

The edge of forever reveal new horizons

The cycle of being turns infinite

The path of the spiral turns inside out

No heat, no cold, nor senses to be a witness or part of this plane

My journey has not reached its end...