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You may have seen its glow
A calm shine in night's stillness
Yet undeniable is its scorn
Its falseness sovereign

And free from surrounding shadows
The ember turns to flames
As passages are entered
I see it storming on vast planes

No longer a dim light in the dark
But the core of divine sin
A vortex of fire
A burning incarnation of Him

See my limbs deformed and eyes burst
As I enter into its flames
The flames that do not burn my skin
But all the putrid that hides within

Behold them as they rise towards the sky
One of fire, one of ice
The horns of Satan, the spears of our faith
As watching silent figures as His emptiness gates

See my skin turn pale as the dead (I am)
As I enter into its sphere
A cold that does not touch my blood
But the cleansing of the Horned god
Silent Standing Watching
Within and in between
With eyes clear - blessed by Death
This life is but a dream

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