Abode of the Perfect Soul

Procession surging Steel frames turn within The ancient bronze cage Thuraya Cast open the portal Gates of mercy Lead by the light, we enter Into the path of void The quintessent doorway Tracing violet shadows Unfaltering steps to the outer dark Eldritch hymns infinitely echo Voices reverberate in mazes of glass Grasping elder keys Gnarled hands beckon Gaze upon faces of dread Sanctified Unfolding routes through еmerald spirals An infinite thread of iridеscent light Synesthetic submergence saturates the mind Our realities endlessly redefined Turning elder keys, latches unlock Stare upon visions of dread Faces of Istehar, of Istehar Pieces falling from patterned skies Countless patterns forming, myriad Prospects shaped from stygian lies Lies segmenting slowly, myriad Eyes now see, your own eyes Promethean Eyes now sealed, can't use eyes Promethean Skin now blends, flesh as one Promethean Self now hive, amaranth Promethean

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 15, 2025