Winds of Serpentine Ascension

Tiber's maw Stygian ark The cock crows thrice O'er these Seven Meridians Seven Visions Seven Gates Seven Sigils Scarred as I infix the seals Entranced Converging within [Yoke of Hubris] Crumbling spires, panegyric To myriad tongues Cacophonous swarm The vainglorious Heft their cornerstones Downcast in their scrutiny [Blood Ablaze] Dawn of grey Mine eyes sewn with iron Let not a passing gaze Seal my fate Nor the offering of my brother Churn my cruor The penitential garb swallows me [Cloak of Caustic Fog] Stay thine fury Travellers of the brume Gather thy frock before the Tarsian Unburden them of death Rise from the dust Though thine tears are stained By the sting of woe [Siren's Snare] Doom-song of men Let not thine eyes fall On meanderings made in haste Nor that which pilfers zeal But ponder the call to the Forerunner Whose head lies on silver [Fleur de lys/Le profanateur et le traitre] Souls cleaveth unto dust As flames unto heretics Who sought to claim obligation From rift of iron and hoof Cursed be the golden hand That smote rapaciously And trafficked in flesh of their race [Cursed Be the Foes of Lapith] Rivers of wine Chastener of the Cloven Buried by their desire Fruits far from reach Convulsing in their consummation By order and vengeance tempered Banished evermore [Crossing Infernal Gates] Tides of holocaust A portal to Eternity Invoke the child of Delos A wreath of oak and horn In devotion And cursed be the smoldering ash Of those swallowed by Ire

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

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There, at once boundless field and all-encompassing arch, Land of the free and unbonded above us! Eternal and unpossessed, Unless by Will alone, Where eternal corridors may be wandered ‘twixt the uncreated pillars, And still never leave the True Center. Eternal dome: unlike to any wrought by Man, Temple-vast, exceeding all creation, Two paths spiral upon thy infinite archways. Their Mystery; so akin to another in essence, Yet one begins with an open hand, The other, a fist! Ascension Descension Oh Divine playfulness, may I become of you, dissolved into you, Or take this Power by right of my nature, Strong and free as the Eagle, who flies onwards to the Sun, Wise as the Serpent encoiling. Sol’s Enigma; a beauty that blinds, A fire that gives creation, and life! Burn you, or be you burnt, Conquer you, or be you surrendered, Your path lies open to the Sun. Sword directed in dire contemplation, Mind projected in action beyond action, We join to the dance that ‘till now we’ve only gaped upon in wonder, In a storm of high festival! O pure revelry of souls! For us, only one commandment: BECOME WHAT THOU ART To us, one imperative: KNOW AND BE THY WILL Behold: our strides invincible, Breaking seal upon seal, to bind to ourselves Eternity! Riding the wheel at its center, whipping with the victorious winds, In fixed watch, to pierce and enter the Apex of Glory! Union Eagle of Stone, dwelling above and below, Soaring yet, weightless, in the Abyss and the Heavens, Sounding an unending cry, swooping through reality’s corridors, The joyful spine and backbone of all contraries opposed, You have taught us how to fly with stone wings, The truly boundless freedom! Oh pure, you who can embrace this as your nature, That which is beyond Nature, yet within. A vein of ore incomparable, Elusive, furtive reaping and delving, hidden harvest, And fleeting to the common eyes, A Gold unlike any other, That which seems too clearly to be Lead Dissolution Of such to shame all assertion as inadequate More full of Will than any single cry of action can contain! Victorious Surrender To Self, who has Become He is Brother in Arms, comrade and warrior, Divine One who grasps, SACRED DESECRATION

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025