Behold with eyes closed
Fourfold sable wings
Eclipsing all holy light
Consuming all form, all word
Bestow no ghast deforming sight
Which defiles
Bite thy scaled tail, thou serpent twice thrice about me and weep
And let the hour of death be marked with my blood and thy tears
Nine breaths and visions six
Three whereof one cannot speak
One death, mother of life
Which is nothing, the formless sign
Thus into the sixth coil I lust
For the noetic taste of blood
Yea into the sixth coil I trust
In the quintessence of world shattering knowledge
Mortiognosis! Mortiognosis!
Into the sixth coil I lust, I trust
Into the sixth coil I lust, I lust
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