The Angel Of Smokeless Fire by Nightbringer
Oh merciless Titan! I direct my vision upon Thy terrible
glare, that our sight may conjoin as one. For I have
crawled out from the wombgrave of silent serenity, rested
my burning tongue in the cold waters of oblivion and
placed a skull atop the staff of my ascension. Cloaked in
starless night have I journeyed upon the mare of shadow,
across mountains made of childrens' bones unto the
saturnian springs where I washed the face off my soul.
Soundless there, I plunged my sword into the knot of
existence. With eyes covered in salt I beheld the Angel
of smokeless fire,
singing wordless hymns through the chthonian winds,
piercing his voice through my chest, void of heart, to
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