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Procession surging

Steel frames turn within

The ancient bronze cage

Thuraya

Cast open the portal

Gates of mercy

Lead by the light, we enter

Into the path of void

The quintessent doorway

Tracing violet shadows

Unfaltering steps to the outer dark

Eldritch hymns infinitely echo

Voices reverberate in mazes of glass

Grasping elder keys

Gnarled hands beckon

Gaze upon faces of dread

Sanctified

Unfolding routes through еmerald spirals

An infinite thread of iridеscent light

Synesthetic submergence saturates the mind

Our realities endlessly redefined

Turning elder keys, latches unlock

Stare upon visions of dread

Faces of Istehar, of Istehar

Pieces falling from patterned skies

Countless patterns forming, myriad

Prospects shaped from stygian lies

Lies segmenting slowly, myriad

Eyes now see, your own eyes

Promethean

Eyes now sealed, can't use eyes

Promethean

Skin now blends, flesh as one

Promethean

Self now hive, amaranth

Promethean