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Born of the forges flame

With the serpent coiled within the chambers of my heart

Quayin's blood stained hand marks my brow

I rise with the first star before the dawn

And follow the light of the witch's lantern across the desert

To dance about the corpse of Abel and partake in the sacred blood

With fallen lords and their horned host

Onward I heed the call of the screeching owl

Out from the desert wastes and into the dusk veiled woods

To rend the earth with my hands and uproot the veins that worm within the soil

Self interned by black roots bound far from the sun

Out from the earth out from the flesh I rise with the Evening Star

Shedding my skin to slither through the passages of time

This once mercurial seed a libation poured to the earth stillborn now shines as gold

Eclipse the Sun, eclipse the Moon

For I am the mother and father begetting myself anew

Androgynous scion of self

Caduceus rising with serpents entwined.