The gematric hymn ends in the black hall of spring.
The tetragrammaton crumbles in the rubble of death.
Subatomic chaos triumphs in the moment of grace ,
the cranial fluid floods the world with double emptiness.
Lymphatic perversion gives birth to another form of hell - the choir of the dead.
From the vomit, a new time of pain and holiness will emerge. The light goes out.
Another scattering of cosmic radiation hides the deep abyss,
hush god.
Black granite rises,
annihilated in a wonderful catharsis of evil,
the cycle is reversed.
The proud Sephiroth falls again, the frost takes over
leaving the being, in the cycle of destruction.
Uroboros is to meet in the unhappy hour of glory,
vertical gap of breaths, world small shape... All beautiful!
The dodecahedron intersects the silence and dissolves into the frost,
creating the powerful third eye of consciousness.
The crystalline impure Self pierces the heart
and dry riverbeds lead to the sea,
stairs created for God lead to death in all directions,
souls and fabrics pulsate with death to nothing.
The principle is established in the womb of time..

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