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Fire burns deep below our routine in the abyss of subliminal shades freedom is a manic breeze of need a stench of false light unity

Underneath of this broken monolith lies well organized chain of command where archetypal justice is served where the handle of power is open

Cold blames of dis-improvement at the altar of decaying universe eyes closed on shattered platform exiled hatred towards all shapes

Mist within i am bound to master spirit like disease i spread the deepening way no matter of praise or prayer we invoke the emptiness to dim the cosmos

Morbid obsession of unearthly realms progression towards the True Name silent emptiness as origin of whole tearing the structures of enslaved soul

Touched by laments of forbidden ones buried away from our receiving receptors i have grown into an opening as if i would have chosen myself

When the prognosis turns into will which runs from the void into matter there lies your forsaken skill holy darkness in scattered selves

Against the celestial made synopsis within every step in road of ash i hear the hauling of restless souls no time will overwrite our fault

Saturate the confirmation bias insights against the limit of psychotic chaos which is the die of impossibilities rising as it rolls quietly behind every decision

Open the monologue with thyself as godhood initiate spirits to participate the circle due time you will learn to suffocate the external world from your thoughts completely

As the pyramid grows with conversations these thoughts begin to come self aware no matter how much it takes from you this system will now inhabit your soul

Exalted vision may now rise from the depths as you give permission to these thoughts to live share your vessel with these abandoned deities supernal synthesis without any limitation

Saturate the social deprivation insights against the limit of total destruction which is the urge of possibilities rising as it grows exponentially in every disappointment

When the pyramid is built upon nothingness there is no cure for that sickness to wield it no matter how much it will give to you this system will now intertwine your soul

All litanies of pure black realizations will enhance your clarity of parallel realms this cannot be undone once the mind has opened conversation will continue through eons of space

Now it is done what you were secretly looking for metaphors unravel and mysteries get solved you will learn to love the black hole you are becoming a quasar in the light of Morningstar

Vivid ever-grey skies above soil poison runs trough veins of betrayal stampede of clones in frenzy of sun winter has return from the oblivion

Doors nailed shut aside from great work sacrifice of fertile train of thoughts more aware than is allowed in this place mold into murky arts behind the gates

Seer and listener in our own worship guilt and sorrow as pushing pressure in timeless machinery of symptoms fallen from the hand of poltergeist

So soon it becomes irresistible presence strengthen at eve of nights buried in these aehtyric changes we practice ourselves off lies

Mandatory rituals of silencing whole only creative and altering goals inside our vessel the occult content breathes absolution and subjective deeds

Equilibrium is at winter solstice where fires paint the picture so old there lies the only surrendering dark creates light for those after it

Maturing fluid non-linear patterns fulfill the utmost need to personalize as we are only splinters of void who have came to be sentenced in the fallout

Rest may come for those who understand without corruption of the higher self seer and listener in our own worship guilt and sorrow as pushing pressure

Tunnel in total denial of consensus radiant exception in preset existence immanent control of overall perception firey milestone pointing to every direction

When hearts of man emit the black light into realm of dogmatic greed and vice the creation of plastic paradise will be treated like pest and parasite

When ocean floods over earth and man all the frivolous tissue will wane altar of concept of solid emptiness takes place in marriage between life and death

For so long there has not been an aim for peeling the filth off the scales altruistic versus sanctimonious your duality is due to times you fail

For so long there has not been an aim for peeling off the sickness of mankind eradicate all prisons of hope so that the milestone of beyond will rise

Now it crushes the veil completely out of sight and the delusions will become reality in this process the alien will come our only purpose and only constancy

As it proceeds into deeper roots of worlds our whole being is torn into chasm between the opposites in individual mind emptiness and matter will fuse together

Luciferse will abate and void the abomination this faulty feces we have made for ourselves triumph of mind over matter is completion brink for the dogma to dissolve

Rings of the central moon of none-verse before actualizing any form of being this cold hell awaits as womb of shadows therein meditates the master of existence

I would not open your hatred towards me scintillating excellence enlighten me this sacred initiation creates abundance unlike flickering visions of consciousness

Nothing is perfect in unison or harmony it is the inertia of living things everything i haul is towards deepening as a messenger of ethereal forces

Trance of unfamiliar occurrences holds same trajectories as mankind the nuisance of paradox in nature before we gain much higher plane of life

Now the triumph is anchored in unknown our lives compete against the life itself none will stand in this flesh for long we are apprentices of cosmic throne

Now the triumph is anchored in unknown our lives compete against the life itself none will stand in this flesh for long we are apprentices of cosmic throne

The central moon is not of this horizon but implosion of widely opened wisdom a communion between the ancient masters and the living force of beings in form

I shed my woe off the parasite of temple we all know we are here for a reason put the rings around your icy fingers and the solution is no longer your treason

Irrational survival through the aethyrs Into the black galaxy of True Name where no boundaries cannot pillage against your full potential and spirit

Wherein this illusion of separate frequencies have no power over the drone of unity our majestic Hivemind Beholder will cut down all chains to misery

Life is long gone replaced by immatter our beloved void gives nourishment of soul to be one with this darkness of whole is the only absolute subjective matter

Farewell and begone my life as i mold into nothingness beyond space and time with joy i accept this hell as if i would have chosen myself