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Through candlelight and mist
The taste of pissed amanita
Dispels as I transcend
Into the deepest of wells
Burning through darkness
Charnal breath
Shapeless form
Inhale, exhale
Reborn in ash
Hissing tunnels Of waste and blood
Archonic mantras Echo in whispers
From what eyes do I now see?
This devouring void bereft of color
Scattered thoughts - Jubilee and panic
Sweet catharsis among inner death
From what eyes do I now see?
Released in sweetest blackness
Eyes within eyes within eyes
Seeing now beyond karma and time
Ordained in vapor and putrefaction
I am he, the one unseen,
The sightless, dissipating god
I am he, the void unseen
Then comes light!
Soiling this sanctity
Yet revealing deeper caverns
Beyond the shadows
A kingdom of the damned
Roaring and aflame
Agony as I yearn to be among them
Yet the light grows, taking me
I awaken back to a cursed reality
And I weep
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How they wail for me
Behind the sigils' arc
To summon the lawless one
Aslumber in the dark
But I am not him
To return to them in haste
Possessing of the innocents
To plunder, burn, and rape
I know no magic
Nor anything of Heaven
A reject of divinity
Exiled of celestial pleasures
I have spent eternity
In this sunken crypt of gloom
I know nothing of vengeance
I want nothing of their doom
So why should I return
From a beyond unknown to them?
They offer me nothing
Even slouching towards Bethlehem.
Empty rites
Futile ritual
Deahtless sorrow
Cannot be controlled
Without a master I have been
For as long as there's been light.
No kings in Hell, as they think
All of us scattered, aflight
But these mortals try and fail
To attain this power they'll never know
Even Solomon and his Temples
Left pillaged and smote
Sure, Belial, I AM,
Father of Eli's Sons
The Angel of Darkness
The wicked, the worthless one
Invoke and fornicate before me
Drink your chalices of blood
But I shall return not
Dormant forever, behind the inverted sun.
Empty rites
Futile ritual
Deahtless sorrow
Cannot be controlled
No black magic
There is no summoning
Only whispers in flame
A pathetic myth of control
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Golem - devoid of mind
Vacant heart known to none
Strangled innocence
Bidding providence
Dancing beneath my Master's hand
Kneaded vessel, shapeless husk
Emanated through chaos
Ecstatic experience
Unbound existence
My light form - raw before His eyes
My being - intoned and bound
Blank before Him
Filling this form and His wish
Driving these bones of clay
So that I may do thy bidding
Engine of wrath
His unseen hand
The Master’s reach
Soon to dissolve back to Earth
But what do they see? These figures carved into this skull of mud?
Shem emet
Bel aleph, met
Creation of the sages
Return to dust
Shem emet
Bel aleph, met
Truth in bondage
Freedom in death
Scourges of Hell and Heaven
Swirling around this hollow form
Yet my shape imprisoned,
Tethered to His single bidding
Boring through time and tide
Untouched by grace or sin
Satan knows not this Hell of mine
Bowing to my Master’s will
The husk in bondage
My heart, nothing but stone
Return to dust
Freedom in death
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Manna from Heaven
10:51
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Incredulous disciples
Gather in dawn's light
Scouring for Bread
It is His body
Leprous cretins
Crawling through dust
Wailing in waste
Congregate in puss
Take this and eat it
The daily sacrament
Fallen from heaven
Dripping celestial semen
Take this and eat it
The new and everlasting covenant
O Hosanna!
Holy divine seed
The eye opens
Shuck the God within
Qliphotic trances
Seeing beyond God
With eyes of Sheol
The serpent of time
Banished. Abandoned.
Demonic lust
Refracted essence
Seeing with all eyes
There is no covenant - no death
This is our body
Legion, given up for you
My ego has died
Given for you
Walk the perimeter
Set the cornerstone
Lay the timber
Pour the brass
The molten sea now stands
On the shoulders
Of the 12 beasts,
The 12 beasts
On the shoulders of the deep,
The deep separates man from the void
The void which would separate man
From himself.
Yet through all of this,
The tide of hell still rises
We are Legion.
One body, given up for you.
Take this, and eat it
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Chasm Shroud Asbury Park, New Jersey
The eye opens.
Shuck the god within.
Chasm Shroud is M.B. and B.B.
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