As these steps are slowing
Proffered to The Dark
I will speak of the gifts desired
Seeds in time and the swollen touch
A tendril to my vision
I renounce the role
I condermin the flesh
For the spirit is not of these
You can not see
You may not see
I pass through you immemorial
There is no true voice
There is no silence
The wretched do not rest
They claw at my feet
Now take this form
For the depths reach to my heart
Eternity
I curse it all
Meet now my lips to darkness
The maw agape to the moon and Stars
The True Judgment
Final breaths to reveal
I become as ahadow
The chosen
The elect
Submergent shield, consume me
Ascend, Ascend, Ascend