A vessel is born The wailing of cosmic release A severance of blight Above atrophied tongues Forced into itself Upon stygian wings Through visionless wander Rife with mesmeric whisper Blighted by abscess An intricate labyrinth of serpentine shrines The seed of reason Swept up amongst the somber casting of stones A vessel is born The wailing of cosmic release A screaming, writhing form Bearing legions of boils Flesh wrought with lesions Crawls from ebony void Collapsing to essence Within itself, nothing Persists through nonbeing To twisted dimensions Ashen it comes, before the thrones of eyes, Delivered from epochs of pierced thought, Freed from perpetual abyss, Longing for calamitous silence. Through embryonic doorways, Grow crystallized memory. While within these wombs, Dwell hosts of universes
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