Spectral planes before my eyes
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Ambivalent glowing with my inner pandemonium
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Crimson horizons merge into ashen skies
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Ascending bleakness but not clourless
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I stride ahead...
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Light-absorbing signs appears above me
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Symbols to guide me, symbols to brace me
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Impressed by those views which I always foresaw
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Hearing the silent resonance of everlastingness
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A cosmos that never began and will never pale
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So do I...
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Time and space like warmth and coldness
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All earthly concepts left behind
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Harmonious evil beyond faintness fills this world
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My senses are adapted, obtuse they were
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I have spiritualized the flame of Satan
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So those eternal impressions are wages
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For every life destroyed in a fake outstripped reality
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Obscure are the ways of death
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And veiled are mine...
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Secrets and treasures can be bared in a place called...hell
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The relevance of mortality descends after this revelation
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And I have banned all christian mortality
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One day I enter my morbid world
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And stalk an endless paths
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Where crimson horizons merge into ashen skies
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Crimson Horizons And Ashen Stars
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| Abigor |
