Metatron

Metatron.

What have we won?

The line between worlds eroded.

Eluded songs of mystics.

The wine of Bachus drunk

Sunken temple 

Deep inside

The Doors open wide.

Pyramid on its head on midnight.

Black sun bright.

Samael's delight.

Corruption and deceit.

Automatic machine guns.

victory is defeat.

Flowers in may.

Plato has nothing to say.

Hermetical silence.

Vows and diplomacy.

Triple folded hypocrisy.

Trough Boaz and Jachin.

Experience buzzes.

Bliss is still.

Three times null.

Emptiness, Nothingness, Neither-Neither. 

Hitchhiker. 

Holy mountain climbing.

Buddhistic verses reciting.

Dead boys movement miming.

Daath.

Fake prophecies.

No future.

No Past.

No questions.

Wands working.

Swords smithing sorrows.

Abundance of Cups.

You know what's up.

Coins drop.

Do what works.

Grind dust.

Tomorrow lust.

Mist and worries.

Cliffs and sirens.

Guide me in between. 

Sea of Binah.

Shores of Avalon.

Thighs of Babalon.

Sighs of eschaton.

Breaking borders.

Coming back undone.

Go around the sun.

Die and be reborn again.

Be void and shine again.

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