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