arcana hereticae

, what fool are ye!, from zenith to nadir, through externalized purity, dexterity, sealed ye gates ov your own paradise, skakti, kali ma, durga ma, thou art pure in thy sinistry, for those who cannot see, the unconditioned one!, creatrix, matrix, devourer!, thee who spits out sun, from thy mouth, in endless momentum -, kamala's menstruum, on road to immortality, we go against current, to the womb ov kali, through the mouth ov bhairavi, to the final dawn ov chaos, how come we're still alive?, in these kingdoms ov filth, when heaven's so abstract, and hell is so real.