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The silver globe
Thrall and calamity
The burning bush
The golden tower

The sins I commit bring me closer to death
But I'm not so fortunate as the burning bush speaks to me
Entombed by emptiness and the evil I see
As long as I remain, I'm not forced to suffer

All these fucking sycophants, I will lead them into ruin
A fire which burns inside me, a totem of my cruelty
A crystal invasion emerging from the gates of fire
Maleficium revels in the cremation of my imagination

My entrails are impure, remains stifled by chaos
I gift my blood to the one true goddess of love
A fire of brutality, a decrepit exposure of the mind
My desires are profligatory and were inadvertently broken

A spectator of these games, I doubt you've ever believed me. You are a fucking cantankerous traitor!
My soul stitched together by momentary fragments, what remains of my memories will atrophy
Fractals in the eye of my flesh save me from salvation, these lesions form as they are my destiny

Oracle of the sun
A choir in the moon
I have seen it all before
The empire of the ruined
I'm on my knees, I beg of thee
I vomit at your feet, shit forgive!

Entrapment and gracelessness
I lay my head down on her chest
and I jump from the summit to escape
I cower with the blood of aether

I am the only one left
There can be no one else
I depart from here tired and haggard
So, join me in my primordial dance

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