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By ever burning black torches of entropy

I stand before tenebrous gates

Trancelike; hypnotic falls

O! The yearning call

I call upon the aphotic deep

Upon the gnarled roots that reap

To sepulchral winds of storms

And sulfuric flames of open doors

As black denizens of the obsidian mirror draw near and appear

With each key reveal of the triple veil, the whispers so frail

As black henosis of the Draconian I, integrating gates that mystify

With each inhale of channeled will, the chthonic spheres instill

Interconnecting - the auric mist prevails; surpassing thresholds to the enigmatic realm

An uncanny realm of consciousness distilled, behold the eye of All and Nil

The piercing gaze so daunting, so near; sagacious - chaos unveiled

A frail whisper upon the shadow's ear; abyssal gnosis of Nadir

To the other side

Ayin

By inner burning black flames of entropy

I have become the gate to non-being

Trancelike; limitless halls

For The liminal eye calls

To the other side

Ayin