Alas! Born of surgery blade in proficient hand to renew
the world
Rushes the Chaos unlocking, and who will discern His
seeds?
For cirques are high, the scenery heart is the gain of
hold.
Celebrate! Lycanthropes and heretics, sinners and saints
Apocalypse!
What a virulence! Such a lovely strengths gently obsess
every single crawl
Mutes are featured withdrawn; thus fable attracts and
leaves
Not a scene will drop! Illusive is the intent, ghostly is
the fall
A charm equals wretched believes...
No gift of choice to immolate
Chaos comes predicted even
Imaginary hate turns blind;
Forbidden lot..
The spiral snake, serpentine is the Universe
A flexure where nothing and nothing wind
To contemplate passing by is to breed the curse
Spectators! Global pestilent hive...