I'am an ancient RoseCross manuscript:
In my symbolical death, in my journey for the four elements
Throught the inner magic circle of my abyss
I'm driven to the fire entrails of my spirit.
My microcosmos is reizing amazing
out of the bunderies of time and space
toward the mystical union with the solar gold macrocosmos
Of the sextuple star.
Bihaind of veil I'll be waiting by secret black masters
Under the rays of Golden Dawn of forgotten time
Where the scarlet woman is charming me with lust.
All my desires, my freedom and my magic are
Occult secrets within the Grand Pyramid
And Ra- Hoor- Kuit keeps my dream.
I'm the transfiguration, Yes the transfiguration.
