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Emanating afar from the concealed moon

Liminal crossroads take form

Cease the hands at the three of morn

Come forth oh queen of the underworld

Radiating black light reflects upon her scales

The piercing fangs honed as her athame

O Lykaina; Chthonia unveiled

The queen of the crossroads prevails

Submerged beneath from the concealed depths

Surfaced memories take form

The black hounds gaze at the three of morn

Gaze interlocking with the underworld

Billowing spirals of myrrh open the lunar gates

Vibrations and ascent to the intermedial planes

From beyond the silver star

The source of the three roads unveils

Lykaina Enodia

Hellhounds guard the temple's night

And I've been called by the raven's flight

O Nyktia - she of the night

I reach to your emerald eyes

O Lykaina Enodia

I trek towards your hidden throne

To your source, beyond Thaumiel's moon