The snake is here
the abandoned inmost catching the rat
focussing on death astray
the silver-crossed chariot
winding through unlimited sciences
The star is here
blinding dogmas of worlds in worlds below
sky clears and vanishes hope and desperation
The star is here
speaking in triads
There is no beyond
no demigod but man
no pantheon of wisdom
when the bleakstar conducts
It will eat your heart
scourish warm unmistakable unclean
This is not a place for you
this is not a race you're part of
this is not for you
the listener is you
Snakes embraces star
enchained in distant chaos
until the light catches us
until the bearer reigns the beast
[Dedicated to Louis Cyphre]
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