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Journey took place o’er the course of a year

A perilous venture funded by fear

(Yet we have found it!)

The glory of parchment, a scripture divine

A gateway to Heaven, this wondrous rhyme

(But what must I... feed to the fire?)

I’ll burn years of my work

A sacrifice rightly deserved

Those stories never got traction…

ECH

A calf or a goat-

Those surely must serve

Covenant worthy of Yahweh’s reaction

ECH

The ice shelves, so pure, unblinking, unmarred

Except for the altars that leave the plain scarred

(The site recedes behind us!)

Instantly lauded as heroes of nation

Given the freedom to study scroll aberration

(We need a gift)

I must give it my blood!

To serve as the key to the entrance

I see wife losing composure…

ECH

Oh, I will show that foul cunt:

I will throw my young son to the embers

And wait for the holy exposure

ECH

Ah, paradise

Stare at its unblinking eyes

Reality conforming to my rebirthed and enlightened self

Stars and Aeons...

Aeons far above

Universe is braying with the ecstasy of human race

Холод, последний холод

Бесдушный космос

Мертвый; превращаетса в Ад

Бесдумный, бестрастный, безплодный

Етот мороз

I wander, dreaming, in bleak scenery

Aching with terror, my body in ruin

Vision filled with shadows- intruders from beyond

Thirst for silence, they still whisper now

Oh, Sweet flesh

Wounds a gaping portal

Vessel

Subhuman door

Your mission falters. Our vile seeds are planted

This shell of bone- the vehicle of carnal sins

Erased the deeds of all your dark transgressions

Our madness needs entwine with your sub-thought

(I awaken)

Absolved

From this guilt

But still I see

His flesh melting

As these visions fade, I come back to my goals

Establishing an empire founded on enriching souls

We own you

Firm grasp on your mind

No matter what you do!

Murmurs swell to howls

The voices take control

Memories leak, boundless

These foes will meet their goal

Cryptic

Catacombs

Spread

In my consciousness

Madness!

Losing all the things I used to hold so close

Last entry I write, before it stops its doze

Incessant is the howling, wicked shrieks fill wide cosmos