I travel beyond the Serpents gate
To see what shadows lie in thy heart
To feed once more of the ageless Aeon
To bring forth death and currents of nightside

Blood and ash, Purifying spirit
I shall drink deep of your Blasphemy
Circumcised kings of sand, your temple cleansed from my being
To you Dark serpent I pledge their death

I am rotted, inside is but the most heightened of decay
Shall I not drink of thy cup, the thick syrup of rancid whore
Shall I not feast on the wound that bore false light unto the earth
It is their house, abrahams kin , which we burn
Thus Malkuth be reborn

Shall I not feast on the wound that bore false light unto the earth
It is his house, abrahams kin , which we burn
Planting seeds of defiance, Thus Malkuth be reborn

As Above, So Below

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