Materia finds his scourge on his sons, whose gallantly bribe their mother with artificial brilliance. They savagely strive within themselves to find that form of Zazel, but those gifts are oblivious to the fool; so the only bribe will be the mastication of their own greed.
Materia feeds his lust on the spheres resonance, do not expect the bell to toll again, but the drums of victory to resound around the whole hemisphere.
Unearthly presence of upheaval dreaming appears. Unraveling, consciousness is a visage far away entering. Oh!, great mouth of Leviathan. Ancient lore, yonder henceforth submitted, great cavern of Tehom and the ancient howl resound within. Aimed through ascetic praxis. Oh!, Great Temple of the Four-Fanged, entering ye void whispering winds from Nadir. Hallucinatory breath from the barren tongue and the sterile speech, be my guide, be my guide.
Apparition of the black egg of incubation, formless charnel onwards sight, lying in thy closed eyelid. Atavistic spectral children, the horrendous ride of the Black Mare eclipses our soul once and for all.
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