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    merz boow

    par merz boow

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    We transgress the context of commonplacenes
    We deny normality, trample morality
    We destroy angels with sound
    We destroy angels with silence
    Currents of tantric anarchy seize our bodies
    Into the cosmic dance of four scythes
    The curtains of Absurd Theatre are raised
    Synchronicity Mother Chaos on the stage
    Wisdom says be strong
    Thrilling words are spreading down the spine
    Vibrating be strong
    Exhausted I'm running towards the last shines of consciousness
    Which is absorbed by shadows of madness
    Here are the star and the snake servants
    they rise the hexagram
    Sun in the triangle hidden Sight sacred visions entwined
    And union with Nothingness body I'll find
    Strength go along the Mars path, fighting if we must
    Light oh you are Ahathoor, goddess of blue sky
    There is might of dawn, in nonquality state I remain
    Of commonness crippled time or sand glass you don't see again
    Sigillum dei, picture of myself I'm drawing
    With life, venom and hell I'm sprinkling it
    His name is Esial, I want him more