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Occult Obsessionin madness I observe the never-ending search for abyss nerve the planets bleed I search for thee hidden meaning beneath the yoke memorize essential chants “rise, rise, swallow the night” luculent haze engulfs time stops but I go on in skin I carve symbols, shapes, in the dead-of-night my studies bring me close to answers lost in dust now the cosmos guides me my path is clear occult obsession hidden addiction occult obsession arcane fixation |