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The power of mind domination is alchemy for wisdom’s chains. We’ll move under the cover of transparency for we are shunned by the altar. We are the sacrifice unfit for gods; we are the void where no one treads. Our blood is that of impurity, our spirits are damned. Though our movements seem ethereal, we are flesh and bones, though our thoughts seem real, we are not of this time…We are abreacting the poems of a ruined existence. We are the link between ghost and grave. We are the remnants of your solitude and grave, through our words we summon the carrion crows…It’s useless to sleep when your dreams are quiescent. This forever you speak of is taking our strength. This endeavor of living is taking our will…When all that’s realized comes crashing down to earth. We’ll see it as conjecture not a sign of a rebirth. When the pillars that have held us for so long come undone. We’ll dance in moonlit bloodbaths for alas the war is won…I dream of a time when all is capsulated in bliss. A time when the mankind we know no longer exists. I feel the awaiting flames, as they flicker and wane, the path towards illumination becomes its own bane…It’s useless to feel when pain and love are not present. This hatred for our selves is crushing the will.

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