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behold, i am your deliverance. look upon this nether steel: tearing away your soul, relentless. i am the dark night you fear.
seek your ruin before me, upon this earth your blood shall stain. a reckoning beyond all reason, hear the cries of your brethren,
lament. a thousand score i did fell. no spear did render, or axe did cut. your women shall carry my seed; forsake your children
to the wheel. upon the frost shadowed earth, lay the keep i shall homage. within i shall bury my riches, to count for centuries
here after. waiting and watching...watching and waiting. even after the last morrow i shall ponder, in a madness of my own
design. after this body is time, worn to dust, the nether blade is still mine forever.

This flame...light, creation. Below my loveless divine...serpent. My soul is bu a deep, dark well. Her grace, benevolence, beauty. Wings, tenfold, harbringer, fate. Rune, flesh, pleasure, wealth. Everything beneath its glare. This time spells the end. Nothing, empty, savage, seeking. This earth, this place, knowing... The raven within my body. My soul a deep, dark well...time shall never sever us, for the flame shall be us all. The wolf within this vessel. My soul a deep dark well. I am Hades fire, for the flame shall be us all! I shall not be, will not be...fate becoming. To wish, to sense, to feel...whole. I have not this want, take not this need. I shall not be, will not be, loved in memory. Like the moon above and the ground below, emptiness... Acceptance of being whole. I was once destined.

This flame...light, creation. Below my loveless divine...serpent.
My soul is bu a deep, dark well.
Her grace, benevolence, beauty.
Wings, tenfold, harbringer, fate.
Rune, flesh, pleasure, wealth.
Everything beneath its glare.
This time spells the end.
Nothing, empty, savage, seeking.

i feel a blacksun
cast upon my withered brow
the dancing of embers
peace of eternal flight

the deepest of blue
in crimson night
shadows my russet skin

laying upon the ocean floor. broken, torn or compromised. the irony of the nether gift; now an eternity of dark despair. fathoms
abound me everywhere. no need to breathe or eat, no need to sleep or see. in this lightless deep, below... upon that vessel, upon
that tide. a library of thought kept in its belly. i would sacrifice my very soul just to read one page, one word. the nether
bound with me, transgressing the passage of time. sitting, pondering...knowing that i'm doomed. hundreds of volumes of text.
pictures, words, learning. my love, my art, my knowledge...covered by the arms of the sea.

Visions, O' visions of nightfall internal.
I dream the dreams of redemption, a reflection of what I am, and what I could have been.
I gaze within that frame; I look upon eyes, hands and body.
They capture the light and darkness, they shape all eternity.
Of passions in shadows burning, like leaves upon embers glowing...
I am the dark night of Nirius...in the eyes of the Jaded Serpent.
I seek a journey unto temptation within that scarlet pane, deep inside its belows.
Before the ivory candle wanes.

Ancient is the relic once told
Foreseen in our darkened past
To tell a benign dream
A shadow's memory has cast

Simple is the one who sees it
Fit no wonder to sample
Triple, search through the bile

form a dramatic pause
a stranglehold is clenched
less of nothing now gone
dream a lesser cause

No growth in the eye of the storm
see clouds before our eyes
obliterate our begotten means