I who resides within this mortal shell,
Call upon the 11, the gatekeepers of hell.
I invoke thee with bliss, with offerings of my being,
So I may surpass from this cosmic dream.
I gaze into the fire, and further to my mind,
Communing with those of the nightside.
I feel their force within, as I raise my unholy knife,
And tear open my fragile flesh and transcend from this life.

I feel euphoria as I excel from this atmosphere, drawn towards eternal void, free from eternal turmoil.
I break the cycle of the prison of life and death and my soul, detached and liberated, becomes oblivion.

Drifting, through void,
I, oblivion.

I become nothing, I feel all,
I surge above, and eternally fall.
I exist beyond, my conscious returned,
To primal chaos as the material cage is burned.

I've reached beyond to the nightside,
One with the essence of chaos.
My fire-born spirit spirals through eternal creation,
I gain infinite wisdom, I become infinite mind.

I am all with knowledge, creation and time,
Eternally free from the artificer tyrant's crime.
I relinquish lucidity,
And embrace infinite nihility.

Oh I am one with the nightside,
One with the essence of chaos.
My fire-born spirit resides in eternal creation,
I am infinite wisdom, and I am now infinite mind.

I feel euphoria as I excel from this atmosphere, drawn towards eternal void, free from eternal turmoil.
I break the cycle of the prison of life and death and my soul, detached and liberated, becomes oblivion.

Drifting, through void,
I, oblivion.

I become nothing, I feel all,
I surge above, and eternally fall.
I exist beyond, my conscious returned,
To primal chaos as the material cage is burned.

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