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Lost is the straight path

To the edges of consciousness

Gates of horn and ivory

Crown a lake of bitterness

Wraiths line the fields of this hell

Consumed with vain regret

Blind worms ignorant

Of knowledge in the self

These madmen and lepers

Do themselves condemn

In dreams of abberration

Drowning insipid vermin

Is there nothing beyond?

Is there nothing before me?

Radiance of the void

Dis staring back at me

Purify the vessel

In darkness pain no more

Open my weary eyes

Smash the gates to the abyss

The only apotheosis is bloody tears

And the wretched laughter of the gods

Flame surrounds me

Raging columns burn

Circles of the dead

By the light of the seven pointed star

Hidden in secret ciphers and edicts of fire

Spectres reappear and fade

As I rend the branches

of the tree of death

Lost in sorrow and

forgotten desire

Sacred night enshroud my soul as

offering to the who

dwells beyond

I am become timeless amongst

you, as I embrace the silence