Molok, horrid King, besmeared with blood
Of human sacrifice, and parents' tears
Though, for the noise of drums and timbrels loud
Their children's cries unheard that passed through fire
Open up your hungry blazing black eyes
That cut through stones and consume all hylic lies
Behold before thee the resurrected child
As I return to burn, in the crematory of rampant fire wild
Let me enter through the Last Gate of the Seven Hells
Scorch my body, and shatter the vessel
Illuminate the inner gateways
That lead to the interior Fire of the Self
In ember and flare, receive my vessel now
As an oblation to your formless Shadow
Watch the fumes rise in the afterglow
As the debris of ash is falling like snow
Let now your fires erupt the firmament
As I burn my flesh as a sacrament
Like smoke from your furnace shall I ascent
Molok let me pass through your fires and transcend
(As the mouth without measure divulge the path that leads back to Nothingness
Let me enter the eternal grace of the Abyss, where All must Return)
Silent roars of Tehom, enter now into my mind
Let the imprisoned Spirit liberation find
All consuming Fire, enter now into my heart
Burn the oppressive chains that hinders my depart
Eradicator of finite forms, enter now into my soul
Liftoach Shaari ha-Sheol
