Turning around the abandoned rocks of d***ation,
under which the souls like c***roaches hide from HIS black light
like worms crawling in emptiness
failed to understand the Mystery they bear within
Still blessed with altars, gates and their triangle-shaped keys
through which THEY are invoked
to take what is meant to be theirs
rule again to fill their destiny, given in creation
...and such shall be OUR way as well
Blood-covered stones on the sides of the Dark river below
Descending in the heart of the Sun, so cold and dark
fields of living sun like burning ashes
Manas chose the silent waters of Aeternum
Place the pieces of Original Gold over these mortal eyes,
so blind already,
to make way to my Immaculate Soul
Hacked to pieces and tied together, dead and reborn
through the Great Mother's work
in the cycle of the Serpent of Eden, eating his own tail
Crucified between these grey stones of our sleep,
so deep and d***ed
doomed to walk with sacred emptiness within
Stars above are bleeding light,
the eyes of Perdition
Dry act with all impure?
...and in my fall I shall reach the ever-shining Quintessence of the
Black Sun, and in my mortal death our victory shall be perfect
victory over this cosmic graveyard of stillborn souls
To repeal, another falls - but what is that which stays still?
Words of the Black Gods who
did cast the Blood and Iron from
God's emptiness shall cast the wood
and nails for my cross above the zodiac
It was never meant for beasts
but for a Man - Imago Dei
for this race of infant gods
for this blood of Angels
amidst the holy union of God and Man
Reflection of the Bythos
Above in below,
Below in above...
To complete creation and
to end creation
fields of living sun like
burning ashes
Manas chose and
the Atma swept
under which the souls like c***roaches hide from HIS black light
like worms crawling in emptiness
failed to understand the Mystery they bear within
Still blessed with altars, gates and their triangle-shaped keys
through which THEY are invoked
to take what is meant to be theirs
rule again to fill their destiny, given in creation
...and such shall be OUR way as well
Blood-covered stones on the sides of the Dark river below
Descending in the heart of the Sun, so cold and dark
fields of living sun like burning ashes
Manas chose the silent waters of Aeternum
Place the pieces of Original Gold over these mortal eyes,
so blind already,
to make way to my Immaculate Soul
Hacked to pieces and tied together, dead and reborn
through the Great Mother's work
in the cycle of the Serpent of Eden, eating his own tail
Crucified between these grey stones of our sleep,
so deep and d***ed
doomed to walk with sacred emptiness within
Stars above are bleeding light,
the eyes of Perdition
Dry act with all impure?
...and in my fall I shall reach the ever-shining Quintessence of the
Black Sun, and in my mortal death our victory shall be perfect
victory over this cosmic graveyard of stillborn souls
To repeal, another falls - but what is that which stays still?
Words of the Black Gods who
did cast the Blood and Iron from
God's emptiness shall cast the wood
and nails for my cross above the zodiac
It was never meant for beasts
but for a Man - Imago Dei
for this race of infant gods
for this blood of Angels
amidst the holy union of God and Man
Reflection of the Bythos
Above in below,
Below in above...
To complete creation and
to end creation
fields of living sun like
burning ashes
Manas chose and
the Atma swept