The Essence of the Principle
Deprived from the Gods
Dragged down among the undead
To be reviled, defamed and spat upon
Torn asunder by these bellowing masses
Laughing at the enlightened
Who they dispute, forgetting the Hidden
Like the seekers of the Vision would be guilty
For the offensies them who never lived
These famishing and shallow faceless ones
Reach out for the bleeding fatal wounds
Carved deep in the flesh
As their right is to be delighted in the Seer's
Revelling and living of it
So, while the only rapture is to follow Soul's
Withering in delusion
-The flesh loses all significance and the lliving dead
Shall once again
To feast upon the Delicacies of the Cadaver
-Immortality becomes Absolute
Avalanching tons of deceacing mass dying in
Continual widespread mortality, fall behind
Me, to burn in the revolting agony of breathing
Let the Fire show these races of futile avarice
The Primal essence of all existence.
I enter into Ascension from the Abyss
Abound with the pest, drowning into the sea as chaos
Ever-rolling disorder rise again
Becoming the condition for the Being
Appreciations are confined in the
Chains of matter and death is an abomination
The Rebirth of the Vain Circle