A coming of pitch black night
Oh, otherly world
Nocturnal recurrence
Comatose, comatose stale
Roaring macrocosmic winds
Three stars lit
Casket lid, casting glimpse
Time taking shape, bottomless pit
Uncomfortable silence
There is no life, there is only death
Recurrence
Eternal return
Eternal recurrence
Journey towards the stars
Endless light
Self-similar forms
Infinite number of times
Across infinite time
Horror unveiled, come what may
Release me from this womb, never to return
Horror unveiled, come what may
Release me from this tomb, never to return
Roaring macrocosmic winds
Three stars lit
There is no life, there is only death
Eternal recurrence
Descend
Transcend
Succumb
Behold
There is only death
Coming of pitch black night
Oh, otherly world
Nocturnal recurrence
Comatose, comatose stale

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