The black elixir falls from the heavens.
Tliamat bleeds forth ancient dew drops upon the earthly sphere.
The seven great stars are hanging from the sky.
Jupiter is in retrograde and the dark waters of the abyss stir within the primum mobile.
The moon stands still over the crimson sands of Ur.
The throne bearers of Ninnkigal gather to rise up from the abyss.
Ishniggarab prepares the warriors with shield and sword.
The knights of Kuir have risen and the battle-path of Yamatu lies before these ancient warriors of hidden shadows.
The triad locks and spawns forth the waters of antimony and vitriolum.
The seven shadowed metals are exalted from the blackened abyss.
Thy dark elixir takes rise upon the Jupiter.
With sorceries of long ago,
the gates shall break open and the rectification of the stone shall be fortified.
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