The world lies thousands of leagues beneath the Sea In the blackest abysses of gloom I can see it spew shades like the eruption of boils Like the stillbirths of saviours Like the orgasm of demons The shapes that surround me are void of coherence A body's last breath And a swirl in the smoke They stink of leprosy I call Thee forth into visible appearance I call Thee forth into visible appearance I call Thee forth into visible appearance Rape me with your words Scald me with your asylum eyes Nail me to a cross of sorrow Concealed in a Golgotha Trance Tetragrammaton Anaphaxeton Primeumaton AMN.