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Deep beneath the abyss
of acknowledged reality
All floodgates of visions open up before me
As if I fall inward through my own eyes
To the arcane mind of great cosmos

My thoughts make and break the matter
Which is moved by sound
Sound is the matter
My thoughts are the sound

And my blood made the fire
Which burns in the shadow of the devil
That I painted on the wall of fire
With my own blood
I painted my reflection
The devil on the wall

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