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Beyond the pinnacle of one tine

Raging nil sea of three veils

Beyond the crown of unified duality

To transgress and sail entropy

As if limited light was the final skin to shed

As if prophets gazed to an endless end

Beheld the vast currents of Ain

Surpassing thresholds hidden in between

As unconscious waves of primordial veins

Source of sources engraved upon the  faceless remains

O Draconian Mother of a hundred thousand masks

Faces now faceless within and without

O Primordial Mother of a hundred thousand wombs

Spaces yet spaceless emanate the endless end of null

As cyclical death leapt to the Circle's edge

As Hekatayin flames coursed through liminal gateways

Beheld the silent breath of the final death

Subsumed into paradoxical depths

To unconscious waves of primordial veins

Source of sources engraved as reflections fade

O Draconian Mother of paradox

Into you reflections fade

Into the vast currents of Ain