| Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat | |
| Swallows of sulphur, Swallows of Sanctuary's hope | |
| In misted trains arranged | |
| Spores in suspended rain | |
| Course under spells | |
| On predator wings | |
| Blank invocations, Hollow and mute control | |
| Binding the ruptures, Wringing the features strange | |
| How will I mould you? How will I fill your eyes? | |
| Slithers in silver or chiseled from pyrite and lime? | |
| In misted trains arranged | |
| Spores in suspended rain | |
| Course under spells | |
| On predator wings | |
| Paradigm sweepers, Obsidian minds | |
| Scanning the starlight for signs | |
| Hues of dementia blur at their sides | |
| And the boundaries of energy fray and decline | |
| Their strange eyes shine | |
| Fused to another | |
| Palms raised to goad | |
| Wisdom from ether | |
| They form holes between worlds | |
| That I follow with an eagerness | |
| Down the dark slides and passages | |
| Into gloom | |
| Where wide, white pools of reflection | |
| embrocate and charge their bones | |
| Bleach out my memories back to the core | |
| Where knowledge is energy | |
| And magick is a cannibal, animal fire | |
| Reign in the spores | |
| Spoils of my soul | |
| Adhered to worlds below | |
| They form holes between worlds... | |
| Conjure my others under my features | |
| Doused in the river, pure and in pieces | |
| Seek out my brothers, snuff out the candles | |
| All of your emptiness I shall dismantle |
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