Majestic Black

Have i lost the mystal essence

Have i fallen from unholy grace

I call to the mother with no reply

Carve into my flesh the symbols of kadilean...

And i still await

Here i sit surrounded by the darkness of night

Trying hard to remember what was once inside

It seems i have forgotten from where my soul came

I can no longer see the majestic black

I search through my mind

Trying to reestablish a piece of my faith

But everything i know has lost all meaning

And been distorted by time

Now it appears to be to me

That my soul is nothing more

But that of mortal man

Although i know it must

I at a time was once an extension

Of the black

What must i do to rejoin my kind

Here i sit surrounded by darkness

Staring deep into open flame

Entering a trance which brings me

Beyond the movement of the planes

Holding at my wrist

The release of this prison

With the blood of this body i shall

Recreate the soul within

So that i may now return to the majestic black

"the hated mother holds jales in eternal torment,

While the mystics of kadilean revel in the streams of essence

With this now the passing of the last phase

Brings the opening of the sixth sect

The black shall flow through time and space

Once again making the two one

Until we are all one under the black burning sun."