From your source I have fallen
I must study this lower life
To fully regain perfection
To meet you in the darkest of lunar
Oh Agares!
Teacher of Tongues
Exalt my soul
Make the spirts of earth dance
Oh Eligor!
Grand Duke of Hell
Teach me the secrets
Of warfare and of the future
"Abraxas speaketh that
hallowed and accursed word
which is life and death
at the same time.
Abraxas begetteth truth and lying,
good and evil, light and darkness
in the same word and in the same act.
Therefore is Abraxas terrible." - The Seven Sermons Of The Dead; Sermo III
Oh Naberus!
Marquis of Hell
Restore lost honours
Teach the art of graciousness
Oh Buer!
Great healer
Entice with your logic
and philosophy
"To look upon it, is blindness.
To know it, is sickness.
To worship it, is death.
To fear it, is wisdom." - The Seven Sermons Of The Dead; Sermo III
"Everything that ye entreat from the god-sun
begetteth a deed from the devil.
Everything that ye create with the god-sun
giveth effective power to the devil." - The Seven Sermons Of The Dead; Sermo III
From your source I have risen
I now choose to exalt
To fully regain perfection
For the moon shines it's brightest
Death, the passage of purity,
a path which I did walk.
The serpent guided me,
the ancient wisdom is he.
The brightest star, the first, I followed
The morning's son brought a new dawn
The 12 wings of him enshrouded me
As did his cruelness, his beauty, his wisdom.
"To look upon it, is blindness.
To know it, is sickness.
To worship it, is death.
To fear it, is wisdom." - The Seven Sermons Of The Dead; Sermo III
I hold the most powerful of weaponry inside
Wild and free is thought, which I did explore
Error, a term I shall forget
For I have the universe in my hands
Beautiful...
