Tipharelh - The Burning Balance

WALKING upon the thin line

In search of the astral light,

Travelling between instinct and reason

In search of the sanctum regnum,

Which leads the animal instinct

And battles against reason,

Which she tries to pollute

Through the wealth of her reflections.

Reject the empire of reason

And allow your mind to dwell

Beyond the pool of reflections

To strengthen yourself in the valley of madness,

But beware not to weaken your attentiveness,

Lest you will fall off the cliff of sanity,

For it is a thin line you walk

In search of the sanctum regnum.

But can you resist the seducing forces

While attempting to use them?

Can you get the masses drunk

And resist the alcohol yourself?

Can you control the circle of astral light

Without floating with its tide?

Can you maintain the rite of summoning

With a woolen cloak to protect you?

Then proceed and use the tool of initiation

And let your mind dwell within the reflections

(of the astral light)

And learn to understand the balance of powers,

For nothing is useless or lost.

Every word, action or movement

Can bring you out of balance

And throw you off the cliff,

For it is a thin line you walk

In search of the sanctum regnum.