Thrice formed, blanketed willflness erupts Unseen corridors within the viperous wombs twilight asunder, corode the sublimations We upon the doorways, behold the Crux Mors
Consummation of your veiled consecrations Your shrine bathed in a thousand scepters illuminating the searing portals of venomous suppurations
Latent somniscient choirs breathe the cavernous aeons devour the chalice and the trees of eternity attain oracular fructifications flood of her beautiful wombs possess the malefic wings her undulations emit fornications of the suns of night and the moons color the day
