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An eerie Might…

No word can declare this sentiment

In elation I breathed a dissonance recondite

Yet, the tears of all silences shed fulfilled this thirst

For they echoed louder than sound itself

Scars are drawn in myselves forlorn

For the black wit's dawn,

I raised the scepters of the Fifth Aeon

Spawned at the domes of Chaos

Where the slime of the dead and the unborn crawls

And unseen shalt remain from profane eyes

Like the acts of Those that Night anoints in Serpentblood

Thy name I calleth Chaos

Thy name of subtle Force

Thy name I screameth voiceless for infinite lore

Bring forth the storming pyres of knowledge

From eldest swamps arise infernal dawn

Within and without the coldest solstice winters

I breed the strength of this stellar Oath

I carved my meager selves in bloodpact

To bear my crown of a hundred horns

The baneful wounds Thou never healed

Most profound I cut with scorn

Deep…

Shallow are their stainless tombs

In slumber’s curse from birth to wuthering dust

For a torch, a Self untouched by time

Countless may be the sparks within!

As raptor lurking patiently

I scatter in woe your vast decays

To stand so tall, invincible

In the Ocean, the Dream, the endless Night

Serene wriggling forth through the glooms of dementia

Through these corridors of pest and their deadend fortunes

The cauldrons are shined in lunary flush

Reflecting the truths of the immense Abyss

To blossom the wombs with the seed of eternity

An utter vast cosmos in specular rush

And wither the pasts and the chains they bear!

And crumble the futures that never drew near!

This moment we reign as once so forever!

To these wrecked destines wave farewell

To your haggard selves wave farewell

Above the empty rusty thrones

Kinds of doom ravishing adore

Coil through the silver clouds of everlasting rapture

A fullmoonlight penetrating ray

Feeds no pain in your Will’s exultation

I dream neverending as your sun now hides

Impending eclipse

Over their servile heads, clear is the course

Absolute eclipse

For Astral Triumphs…

No mortal word can declare this sentiment

In immensity I stared at the untrodden paths of mankind

Yet, with igneous steps I marched upon

Yet, I weaved in shadows all your future wars

When the graven shines light forth at the edge of the vault

My names upon this ageless Throne