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Gleaming horn lunge will impale the mind

Fierce lungs wheeze the silver trumpet roar for haze eradication

Thunder, rumbles sense and staggers their kind

This irreverent illumination brims forth from Badiatealgim

A distinguished realm serving as a pristinely flawed operation

In which sour moral seethes blight

The manifestation of Ambduscias is the unsung spreading of sagacity

As the expounding trumpets are “heard and not seen”

Allegorically, the single-horn could be viewed as the isolated path to pinnacle understanding:

One spike, as one’s self, which protrudes towards the Morningstar, light-bringer of betterment

Spiral spear extends toward the shine

To be strengthened in its rays

In an unremitting effort for plasma intimacy