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Feeling the coldest of lands

Those that cracks in between

Nothing seen but the eye, already created!

All the chances, beyond…

Round and round circling the plane

Nothing seen but the all, already created!

Just a replay following the chosen path, the terraria, return to zero

A point where all directions are equal, but distinct in their essence,

though the selection should be accurate and align

Dream, imagine, positive charge as seed

Descending and anchoring in the negative womb

Manifestation, unfolding and conquering...terraria

Spirit, fire upon the vessel as one

Magic, magic, emerging through the matter

Possessed, obsessed, create in the terraria

Hear the superior powers,

of this new black era

Be the superior powers,

of the blackest era of all!