Praised be Thy realm Bringer of Inversion Consumed by your everlasting journey With no reason to look back
Be Dark Thy Light
Mercury of the wise Extract the spiritual seeds White turned to gold, And blackest of all the leaves Through which you speak to us
Illusions through these tools True change through our own minds Enlightenment misinterpreted Black flames of vision
The wide-open mouth of the One With silver teeth And the One breathing scents of death Wearing tainted golden scales Be dark thy light, or none at all Be glorious consummation
Illusions through these tools True change through our own minds Enlightenment misinterpreted Black flames of vision
Flickering behind in the mirror When we focus on the surface reflection Sucked into a vortex of absence When we bring forth our own personal HellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
