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Heka Secundus (On Slithering Ice)

A Hill To Die Upon

"Life is the childhood of our immortality." - Goethe

Ice!

Aphelion! Hail beyond the halls of time
To vast waste of ice and Alluvial mass
Logos! Ad Pathos! So be it ever after
Thy souls, themselves, are bringers of disease

Chaos, saty, servant of strymphalian rage
And that hideous strength that saileth from beyond
Io, lycanthropy! Bare thy claws and fangs
Time shall ever call my name

Ad infinitum

The hand of Gaia
The womb of mother ice
Borealis shines
And burns the will of man
Giants circle and roar
Heka Secondus!

I hath prayed for strength
And my hell is here
And my hell is real

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