There are weepings and sighs in the distance Reminders of those who fell into the Deep An Abyss once living and dead Four rivers cutting through a timeless mystery The path that is the barren and abandoned paradise Where the waters are but poison, and everything is destroyed I walked with the inner voice At the end of the fallen desert The spine of the worlds split to form hell anew And the moment was separated from time The sight became fourfold therein Revelation entangled in revelation And I beheld... an abandoned, bleak house In the mist of the Darkness, levitating through a higher Will, Staring through the mirror That revealed the Face that stores all Death within ...and a path devoured itself from a ll sides Unveiled forgotten words I beheld the illumination of Job Before the entrance to the brightest Darkness The moment separated from time Every aspect of the self utterly destroyed