Repository of Divine Transmutation

Woven from the fabric of deception

Idle and enclosed

Fathomless isolation

An extended encounter

With emptiness

A vast, enticing realm

Unhealed wounds consummate

Darkness feigning light

I lit the torch

The fire is all in my soul

The thorn and its bloodied ink

Is written with a silver lining

Initiate to recollect

The eternal mirror

Shines on the omniscient face

Without limit, without trace

This is only a dream

And soon, I will awake

The aching of the heart

Is the longest process

Encoded wisdom

Within this brokered kingdom

Within this brokered kingdom

Pioneer of impermanence

Masqueraded subjugation

Shown what's in store

By those that came before

A constant reminder

For the stoic pathfinder

At the forefront

Indebted to karmic retrieval

This is only a dream

And soon, I will awake

I lit the torch

The fire is all in my soul

The thorn and its bloodied ink

Is written with a silver lining

Initiate to recollect

The perils that lie beyond

Real magick is not performed with a wand

The eternal mirror

Shines on the omniscient face

Without limit, without trace