Or She-ein Bo Mahshavah

Obscured were the dark veils of Ain Sof

So for us to reveal the Stygian fires

That burned in sordid manifestation

Everlastingly removing the demiurgic acolytes and all existential marks

There lurked three strides, guiding the legion of acausal vitalities

To the nests of silence, the womb of dreamlessness

Or She-ein bo Mahshavah

It is from your light

Or She-ein bo Mahshavah

It is from your fires

It is from the source, ceaselessly unified with acosmic genesis

Evoke the silence of Tehom that precedes the deficient formation of creator

For it is within the silence that the Dark Gods emanate

And the end shall become yet again and again

All acts against god shall reflect the adverse tree

Burning the offsprings in flames of Moloch

And harvest the crack of the circle

Whereas, the sins of man transcend prana to Sitra Atra

And our fall diffuse the emission of the black light

When Naamah weaves her web into Malkuth

The higher into spheres we attain

The deep humanity descends into nothingness

Or She-ein bo Mahshavah

It is from your light

Or She-ein bo Mahshavah

It is from your fires

I inscribe my own husk, foreknowing to dissolve in death

And renewal shall wake myself to the only light that there is

For I shall remove all sublunar commandments

And offer the I to the light of Samael

So for me obtain glimpses of the wyrd

The passage to Black Sun transmits loss

And from loss emerges insight eternally

I enter the abyss devoid of human obstructions

Devoid of the cosmic disguise

In the innermost of revelations

The portal of Thaumiel unseals

And I gaze through the eye of Lucifer

To hearken my call and evolve, I the self creator

The requiems in Universe B howl and the requiems are mine

I am the iconoclast of delusions

The Lord of the sole Universe that is beyond

Evoke the silence of Tehom that precedes the deficient formation of the creator

For it is within the silence that the Dark Gods emanate

And the end shall become yet again