How did it come to pass That Thine call met my ear? A roar shot forth before the dawn of Time Piercing the veils once spun in the war between hope and fear When stars where fixed and Nothingness defined
But within the grisly cavern, that horrid blackened tomb Buried was the word unuttered, Sophia's fallen stone Encircled by the Viper, who's secret is but its dread For its venom is the elixir and the diamond is its egg
O terrible glamour! O alluring devilish fruit! That has grown from the tree, which crown is its root And sprung from Thine holy body, and watered by Thine holy blood That we all might become as foolish as the gods
How did it come to pass That the moon rose from the Sea? And Death dressed itself as a beauteous bride Who is paradox perfected Curled in the greatest of mystery As She's born into that which She defies
So I set to search upon the wildest of all trails The old serpent's back, that leads to the Abysmal grail Yet the riddle was cast between the without and the within For where does the tail end and the hungering fangs begin?
Thine twisted shape bewilders, in constant flux and swirls And the endlessness of the ocean conceal an unseen pearl That shall engulf the seeker, like the moth within the flame For the caller and the called was all but the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
