Threshold wanderers
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Daath dwellers
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Usucaptors in lands
Of no hope and no grace
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Preachers of the fall
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Surveyors of the astray
In darkness and in ruin
In gutters of ascension
Behold the Logos
Begotten of death
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From the midst of cold ash
Comes the voice of the living god
Further down
To the roots of withered pillars
Through the scorched ground
And you shall know perdition
And it will set you free
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Grey ash prayer
Severed from the unconscious
Perverse theodicy
Atrocious immanence
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From the midst of cold ash
Comes the voice of the living god
Further down to the roots of withered pillars
Through the scorched ground
And you shall know perdition
You shall know perdition
And it will set you free
With hearts toward none
With hearts toward none
With hearts toward none
With hearts toward none