Join us into hresholds of moonless light
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Xekonaphim paints your worshipped wheel of flames
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Incendere Magi Hortus Rosarum
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Black roses, laced with silver, are now the ashes of Heximeth
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The sten stars of Assiah wonders why the meadows are torched
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The holocaust of Atu brings down the pyre of Chokmah
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Chokmah fills lust into the virgin stream (silent waters)
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A Heximethian spirit looks below the edge of a cliff
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...and watches the thieves of serpents
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(worm of the eight-fold-star)
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Join us into tresholds of moonless light
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Xekonaphim paints your worshipped wheel of flames
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Incedere Magi Hortus Rosarum
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The sun of Tipareth's circle arouses the warlock and seed
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Sephiroth plants your heart to grow his oak of VITRIOL
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Sepher Yetzirah is the deepest root of Atu
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the sun of Tiphareth's circle dances until it falls
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Tiphareth!
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Your lordship is the sixth sword that triumphs teh jagged blade
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Strike it downward to a rusty point
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...and burn the earth as roses burn in the meadow
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"Come forth, o serpent, and take your fill of poison"
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I am above you and I am inside you
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My fierce eroticism is in yours
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"For he is ever a sun, and for he is the winged secret flame"
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I am the snake that kissed Gehenna's own worm
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I giveth knowledge and delight to the ones
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Black roses, laced with silver, are now the ashes of Heximeth
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The ten stars of Assiah wonders why meadows are torched
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The Sun Of Tiphareth
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| Absu |
