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    The source of splendour in forms manifold
    In whom the fathomless arcana turn aglow
    Eosphoros - The brightest heavenly eye
    Each tempest of doubt His grandeur makes subside

    All aeons entwine for He did arise
    The flame that without loss endlessly devides
    Like the sharpest sword is His unchallenged blaze
    That cuts from our way the cobweb of restraint

    Heralds, disciples and serpents we are
    The object and the channel for His powers
    Driven forth by the undying lust
    To surpass the frailties of ours
    And to go beyond every Ring-pass-not

    The true wisdom besmeared in black
    Waiting to be once unravelled
    By the insightful and the daring
    To be finally discovered

    Whereas He is the circle, we are at the center
    Too abstract to be defined, too concrete to be denied

    All aeons entwine for He did arise
    The flame that without loss endlessly devides
    You call Him Satan, the prince of darkness and death
    We call Him Satan, the eternal fountain of strength

    Whereas He is the circle, we are at the center
    Too abstract to be defined, too concrete to be denied

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