Horns of black reflect fires of gold Bringer of Death and secrets untold
He who bears the light so cold Who wails thy scythe at the gods of old
Free me from these chains of flesh Scorch me in the light of Resh
Speak to me with your serpentine tongue Father, Master, Aeon-less one Whom I exalt in glorious splendor Whom I adore forever and ever
At the river I wait and stand Guide me with your skeletal hand Whose bones have moved the sands of time Whose fury committed the original crime.
Within thy presence, thy sign I give Suffer thee adept to live Mighty Lord of shadow-less light Open the gates to the endless nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
