This subtle art
Pale, waxen flesh against the dark
Versed well and far
To traverse the proscribed path of god
An adept hand - an unsound mind
A doctrine - spirit, steel combined
Render alight
I seek the sequence of thought and sight
Yet confound it all
Eludes me, this insolent lore
Of how to restore
The memory, reason, ardour
To this will
Merge I the ghost, merge I machine
Fire and steam
Forged fetters ethereal
A reverend of malign virtue
I shall tear the night apart
Severed is the soul of tissue
Imprint the stigma, brand the heart
Ultimate expression
Constellations now aligned
Through the word, the deed and rite
Divinity defied
This subtle art
Pale, waxen flesh against the dark
Versed well and far
Oh I traversed the path proscribed by god
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