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This is a shrine to practice with gifts

A temple of worship - damnation and re-birth!

A centre of attention, a place of prominence

Seeking salvation in darkness and death

Dwelling in time that never ends

All seeing spirit appearing to none

Within one - within and through!

Endless rites of passage

I do not ask any mercy on me,

this is a path according to my will

Reaching out to the high above

Into the abyss I shall explore

Let the silence rule the world. Let it whisper in your thoughts

The word does not come spoken - never it is heard

it is eternally concealed, a codex not to be preached

Never received in an audience - never comes the silent!

Solemn blessings to all!

...out of the absence you shall crawl!

I do not ask any mercy on me,

this is a path according to my will

Reaching out to the high above

Into the abyss I shall explore