A fine star of the name of Hendekagrammaton Manifest the forces beyond matterafact State the wretched reality established In all these ignorants folly worth a tension of Occult light so vibrant hidden us supernal darkness Of bondage to the lord at the gates of matter Free the fire Free the blood Azoth of hypertype transmigration Kill me of want before Cosmic metacentrum Free the will Free the twin To free my life I command thee Hendekagrammaton! Name of Hendekagrammaton is known in deep That mirrors the stars in the fields of black Where these halls of ancient one found today a keep Of a race drowned in dawn of our timely gap The man is flooding in as particles give way deep inside In the very core to the dreaded one of finer matter It is already here Free the fire Free the blood Azoth of hypertype transmigration Kill me of want before Cosmic metacentrum Free the will Free the twin To free my life I command thee
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