Blessed with scars of he trials that have begun Mine eyes covered with wounds: yet do I not see Past futility? Have I not begotten vision purer?
Wrathful Mahishasura at this hand of mine Rending asunder Heaven's illusion Drowned in viscera of delusion Marred by trial, scared as such I encounter, past disillusion, I came unto thee:
The blade that keeps the chalice in check I take into my left hand: slicing umbilical cord of Pan That jointed at this stomach of mine The base nature only behind me
I foresee a bleeding forth of godhead YHWH, I pass into thy malevolent eye: Achievement of Samadl
Knowledge Tree, raped to sin Bred to suffer in restriction Reborn again within the hexagram In mine hand the hammer that smite the weakling to ash Thy myst'ries are mine, passed by Aiwass Tongue Aum Ha
"The sign of Osiris Slain The Sign of the Mourning of Isis The sign of Apophis and Typhon Ararita!"
Spilling over into mortal realm the coming of Permutation of no... Blessed again with fresher wounds...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
