I swallow the sun to scortch my veins and let the invisible light prevade my mind, my eyes and mouth. I can feel the combustion from inside out and exhalte the ashes of holy scriptures branded to my inner self long ago.
Aged blood boiling the skin yet emerging through scars and rotting flesh. Transforming this obstructive creation until pure deliberation floats through my mind.
The key lies here, awaiting to be found thus I can become what I always was meant to be to inject this fatal essence in my soul and follow the gold shining snake...
Exuret terras ignis pontumque polumque inquirens tetri portas effringet auerni sanctorum sed enim cunctae lux libera carni tradetur sontes aeterna flamma cremabit.