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Bornless I am

Yet each Sunrise I have died in my Sleep

I have held the Seven Tablets

I have caused a Flood and a Storm of Dust

To cover Men and Beasts

To hide the Treasures and Mysteries once more

My Flesh has felt the Yoke of Servitude

I have lamented the passing of my God

I have laughed at the passing Demons

Cracking the Gate of my Castle

Cornering me to my own Dungeons

Until I lit the Candles and recited the Words

To awake the Treasure and Mysteries in me once more

I have stood naked at the Gates of the Underworld

And baptized in the bitter Pools of Silver

And the Rising of the Full Moon heralded

My Ascension to a Throne of lapis lazuli