I direct and I behold... | |
The golden light descends at Will | |
Veil of restriction unfold... | |
Holy, silent and still | |
I am, thou art, in extension... | |
Grant me the vision of thy chosen few | |
the strenght of a Devourer | |
Very god of very god born anew | |
All-absorber, all-deflowerer | |
nothing is in extension... | |
And I beheld and I saw | |
The selfless self dwelled within | |
and struggled Mehûmâh | |
Ever Seeking, ever searching | |
through the deepest Mummu | |
to descend in emanation | |
through wombs of shining with radiance | |
of their serpent, of their death | |
and other seals, secrets to me yet unknown | |
seals of splendour, seals of great mystery | |
Still, a vain effort was the search | |
for the primum mobile encountered | |
the vast Têhom, not through effort | |
but by will | |
Be my prophet, O new-born | |
that is the root of heavenly fire | |
Illuminated, pure and anointed | |
In all aspects like unto god... | |
...in extension... | |
And Behold | |
I saw Tiamtu, the watery deep | |
yes, the ancient serpent of chaos | |
in all it's horrid glory, raging relentlessly | |
at the fire that had become the self | |
being slain... and born again | |
naught in extension... |
I direct and I behold... | |
The golden light descends at Will | |
Veil of restriction unfold... | |
Holy, silent and still | |
I am, thou art, in extension... | |
Grant me the vision of thy chosen few | |
the strenght of a Devourer | |
Very god of very god born anew | |
Allabsorber, alldeflowerer | |
nothing is in extension... | |
And I beheld and I saw | |
The selfless self dwelled within | |
and struggled Meh m h | |
Ever Seeking, ever searching | |
through the deepest Mummu | |
to descend in emanation | |
through wombs of shining with radiance | |
of their serpent, of their death | |
and other seals, secrets to me yet unknown | |
seals of splendour, seals of great mystery | |
Still, a vain effort was the search | |
for the primum mobile encountered | |
the vast T hom, not through effort | |
but by will | |
Be my prophet, O newborn | |
that is the root of heavenly fire | |
Illuminated, pure and anointed | |
In all aspects like unto god... | |
... in extension... | |
And Behold | |
I saw Tiamtu, the watery deep | |
yes, the ancient serpent of chaos | |
in all it' s horrid glory, raging relentlessly | |
at the fire that had become the self | |
being slain... and born again | |
naught in extension... |
I direct and I behold... | |
The golden light descends at Will | |
Veil of restriction unfold... | |
Holy, silent and still | |
I am, thou art, in extension... | |
Grant me the vision of thy chosen few | |
the strenght of a Devourer | |
Very god of very god born anew | |
Allabsorber, alldeflowerer | |
nothing is in extension... | |
And I beheld and I saw | |
The selfless self dwelled within | |
and struggled Meh m h | |
Ever Seeking, ever searching | |
through the deepest Mummu | |
to descend in emanation | |
through wombs of shining with radiance | |
of their serpent, of their death | |
and other seals, secrets to me yet unknown | |
seals of splendour, seals of great mystery | |
Still, a vain effort was the search | |
for the primum mobile encountered | |
the vast T hom, not through effort | |
but by will | |
Be my prophet, O newborn | |
that is the root of heavenly fire | |
Illuminated, pure and anointed | |
In all aspects like unto god... | |
... in extension... | |
And Behold | |
I saw Tiamtu, the watery deep | |
yes, the ancient serpent of chaos | |
in all it' s horrid glory, raging relentlessly | |
at the fire that had become the self | |
being slain... and born again | |
naught in extension... |