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Arise!

From the depths of chaos,

all the beings that dwells within me

from the vortex of mind I shall summon the temple of Gods

I want to go in, I want to go in; to the place I have seen

in my mind, in my visions, granted for me

You shall now crush the altar

as your oblation is to destroy something beautiful

and you, yourself shall become

the presence summoned, delivered into flesh

but not before the Tower has collapsed

together with the mind tied into the brains

not before the attachments of the SELF

has been purified from ITSELF

They are here, they all are here;

the spirits dressing my thoughts

and my emotions, memories,

painting me to myself

I want to go in, I want to go in;

to the temple of Gods

through the vortex of mind

I shall find the entrance..

..of the mouth of which words becomes flesh

by the part of me that was never born

Let it be the canvas as it is and so it shall be

where your soul shall write its own name

with gilded and bloody letters...

I am the altar of flesh and blood,

a finite expression of infinite thought

by these hands of the mortal I have drawn upon

a circle that cycles the world and beyond

I am the altar of flesh and blood,

made of same grains that gave birth of all our gods

No temple is needed outside of myself

as all that is divine lives also in you and in me

I am the altar of flesh and blood,

the bridge and the tension between the two worlds

for if ”I” will collapse I shall become these

that are the universe expanding deeply inwards

I am the altar of flesh and blood,

a code of the life by the language of the dead

of which zenith reaches behind this all,

above and below of the time and the space

They are here, they all are here;

the spirits dressing my thoughts

and my emotions, my memories, painting me to myself

I want to go in, I want to go in; to the temple of Gods

through the vortex of mind I shall find the entrance

of the mouth of which words becomes flesh

by the part of me that was never born