On glorious wings through the bosom of the abyss
In these days where the so-called mainstream agenda
drowns in its own blood, together with its plastic-covered world
with the death of all spirit and fire flying high.
Against these orders of empty eyes and due the actual events
in this world’s tragedy, we raise again our cups
with blazing magick on these burning grounds.
Like a lance in boiling flesh, this is the first strike
of hammering torches that enlighten the night sky!!!
Vortex of End
More Ejakulations soon – Keep your mystikal fires burning
as Liberty stares once more into the womb of time
Oskoreia GoatMoon MMXXII