Raising my head to yell my life out
Standing naked, strained as a dying worm
With body of light gleaming with my disquiet

With myriads of stars not-to-be-seen

Here to cry the glassy anguish

Of souls dwelling in darkness that fell
My throat is DAATH, the seal is breaking
ZONAI screaming the vows of frozen winds

Of shapes winged - we should be left behind
We, lightnings turned into pillars
Torn into shreds, in stillborn screams

Trembling with woes of fiery cycles

PAZ - to be as they

Yea, I say, to be as they
An oath and order to be heard
A sigil and cypher to be seen

OL SONUF VAORESAJI
And that's the truth, you will taste it


Aetheric dimensions of cocoon sleepers
Waters, Earthes and Fyres not given to us
Mumbling the calls of Aires alone

Laying the tablets carved in flesh

Demons to some, Angels to others... [Clive Barker's "Hellraiser"]