The onetime great Lilin Society has crumbled
We sought to surpass spiritual bounds
A sealed circle of occultists exploring the esoteric
but as with anything, people ravaged it
Metaphors were taken verbatim
And our doctrine became infected
Liberating rituals were replaced by racist ramblings and iron eagles
A sect that at one time was accepting of all who wished to learn had become stifled by radical fascists
I watched as the interlopers defiled my creation
The cult morphed into an agency of hate
The once elucidating sinister path became toxic ruins
Many were lost in the labyrinth
so as the sect’s founder I was accountable
I had to make a decision
So I scorched my creation
Along with the filth that bound to it
Now the Lilin Society is dead