Glory Crowned Son Of The Thousand Petalled Lotus

Acrimonious

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Lucifer!

A contractional prison housed the torch of expansion
In the vast extensions of sheol
A movement that detaches the mind from the mind
And the self from the self

A shadow cast by the original form
And filtered through the undifferentiated beams of sunyata
Stretches out to devour the undevoured

Lucitherionic pandaemonium encompassing
The shells in merciless judgement
Uncontrolled fire and ever pillaging fury
Cutting to pieces the 14 osirian limbs of stasis with the swords of division

The veins of the earth are pumping with the blood of redemption
And the halos of the pleroma are burning with the rays of shabbatai
131 White spiralling snake bodied virgins are chanting
The mantras of the night of time and the womb of lilith opens for sorath’s triumph

Glorious thine fall o father
The desert is watered with the blood of the black brothers

Hail thaumiel’s star, hail redeeming wrath!
Hail, solar king of crimson flame, the son behind the sun- untamed
Hail lucifer! I ascend to your blazing heights unburned
An icarus with wings of gold, grant me entrance to your star –twofold