The Wounded Kings gnosis

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I saw the devil
He made my shadows flesh
Enthroned in darkness
I choked on his foul breath
His grip grows stronger
In every waking hour
He battles with my soul
To keep me from her tower
Hail, she will return
Hail, she will return
I saw the devil
He made my shadows flesh
Enthroned in darkness
He smiles at my slow death
His grip grows stronger
Temptation and desire
Elige Magistrum (this is latin for choose a Master)
In every dying hour
Hail, she will return
Hail, she will return
Rise, as a serpent of light
Rise, again
Rise, as a serpent of light

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