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Transcending through the starless skies

through schisms of inner turmoil I shine.

A sinister fate forever coiled,

bathed in rays of a greater toil.

Fiery Tongues of Chaos, a communion of eschaton.

Aligned with the lawless divinity,

a nightside eclipse of unbound syzygy.

Grant me utterance to tremble the earth,

and summon a flame way colder than death.

Fiery Tongues of Chaos, a communion of paradox.

I drink not from the chalice of fallacy,

but of night eternal,

and once the fleshy shell crumbles

I traverse through the tempest of Lethe.

For those eyes shall see nothing but the truth

and those lips shall speak nothing but chaos.