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Born to me, soul inside soul,
this cloven hooved beast longs to escape.
Free the chains and breathe in deeply his air,
this forest is filled with thorns, clouded skies break from rain.
Come unto me, the living thing inside that rots my flesh but feeds my mind.
Tell the forming mire she cannot have this find and lay screaming for beauty.
Sounding hooves scrape before the rush, come unto me!
Nobility breeding into mind this immensity of wood and leaf,
Fell the trees and leave clear the path!
Sealed in ink, drawn in blood,
this signet sings within the beating heart so soft a song
that even the sun filters its light, it does not belong.
Outside and within.
Call down the fall!
The rolling thunder and jagged strike speak his name.
The hollow wind and silent stars cry his name.
The withering blade and dried carcass breathe his name.
He is all. IO PAN! Soror Redempta Lux |
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