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Can I ever take from depth of Secret-Well?
Benumbling, flaming shackle is the pit of my soul
I fly through vortex of nebulas and maze of galaxies
In the corrosive tears of cosmic clouds
I’m sweating Spirit-Blood

In the endless vast Blackness
Shining fire kindles
And the Unnamables cover the surging space
Past, present and future are submerged in the Black Hole
The Bonds are untied

Oh! Series of so much known spining pictures
In the grasp of Nameless
I am falling
Forgetting existence
I am falling
Into the heart of Nothing

…Mysterious crimson Dawn…
…The calling words of the Weel…
… Dying voices of rolling Dream-Shapes …
…Enigmatic mementos of collapsed worlds…

And the Last Gate is opening
The Eye that swallows up the Universe’s light!

From somewhere an unknown voice is creeping that sounds familiar to me
Who am I now? A Face in the water of the Well?
A Face that always sees mirror?!

He himself is calling me
From depth of Enigma
The pledge is taken back
Consummatum est…

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