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The vehicle where the blood finds transportation

In transmutated spirits towards the body incarnations

The septentrional scourge where we all fall finding deliverance

It has fell, as the primal waters and horizons were created

Meditation towards the spiritual

Immolation of the apprentices; sublimation of the channels

The rivers of forevermore are resounding high

As maledictions forever crying into nothingness but now they will not

Inspirational muse of the impious and the unclean

A sacred palace has found his end-times towards non-existence

For blood has incarnated inside vertiginous venom

The poison of the world lies in the spit of the accursed preacher

Wretched vessels, carrying woes, lamentations

Accursed children, lying in the ground, scarification

Crushed bones, stirring forever, resignation

Ravished flesh, bloating in a pulse, blood condemnation

The consecration of the end-times has begun

He, once superb now twists in the ache of life

The head of imprecation, blood-red paradise

Evil hidden in the venomous bite of destiny

Reflections of death, adaptations of misery

Demise of might, renounces to animosity

Death lies beyond, beyond human curiosity

To find demise forever, forever monstrosity

Caustic destiny vertiginous firmament

The waters where it lies drowned

Charnel and amber wells forgotten

Body purged, flesh anointed.

Dead end lying down: river end, never ending

Dread of life, cursed ground: finds no end, finds no end.