From the One that beyond thought is seated cascaded forth the drops of blood aflame and this blinding rain of stars was greeted with the abysmal depths of existence agape
The radiant sons of the blackest light in the mirror image of Kosmos reside with these tongues the serpents speak with these lungs the serpents breathe still adapting to the poisonous essence to the strong walls of earthly presence
The obliteration of our growing decline storms at the behest of Lucifer himself to kindle awake the pyres divine smouldering within these carnal cells
Thickening matter with its relentless hands flagellated the high powers into dormancy but though bolted fast by the flesh of man in time they shall restore full vitality
A call is upon the gods we hear inside from their aeon-long slumber to arise with these eyes the serpents see with these minds the serpents dream slowly surpassing the strict boundaries set by our narrow and weak abilities
The obliteration of our growing decline storms at the behest of Lucifer himself to kindle awake the pyres divine smouldering within these carnal cells
On the great day the drops are rejoining the vast sea of fire will be all-destroying The stellar substance and the soul of man In world's warm ashes as one then stand
The obliteration of our growing decline storms at the behest of Lucifer himself to kindle awake the pyres divine smouldering within these carnal cells