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Follow the wounds,
enter the self-inflicted gateway
Let the Devil come through
There is a purpose in self-destruction
There is a pattern in razorblade chaos
Golden spirals, flesh tear opened
Bleeding, fracturing, burning, healing
For men shall sin, and not repent!
Betraying the call of continued creation.
A thousand pages written with blood
Words and images of uttermost horror
And the visions, shaped for millennia,
Of holy negativity approaching.
