Sacred is the light in which
The life of sylphs doeth falter
The dark red glow
Chaos floating dead in the air
She dots her limbs
With trails of broken souls
To be revolved and condensed
Unto the sceptre of serpents
Transcribing the paradox of time
Catacomb of thy self
Weaving signs of danger
Adorne the skies with symbols of death
Arise wandering spirits
Of forthcoming despair
Atmospheric crumbling
Of the flesh and mind
Detailing dials and destinies
Pierce with the contrails
Heliophobic formation
Detailing the demise of the sylphs
Death of the skies
Sacrifice, of gaseous manifestations
Behold, winds of incineration
Separation of the sacred three
The swivelling archway
Beckons her to enter
Now commences
The cataclysmic transition
Solve Et Coagula

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