Ir Anuk, Deathsinger (Grimoire Card)

The Weaver.
She takes in hand the threads of her sister's work,
weaves them into the tapestry of Oryx's realm.

Listen, Anûk
Anûk, who favors bitter things

Of the eleven axioms, choose one
Of the chosen, spare none
Upon Eir’s attendance, say
Come, Eir, look
This truth is dead