Part I - Fiery Teth

Verily, This is where was granted the flame In the feet of the ophite statues Under the forbidden fruit's numinous fragrance With fervour, with words of devotion I drink deep from the grail of blood and taste the divine madness So I keep returning to the most sacred heart Drawn by the winds of melancholy and their songs of this division Driven by the thrashing serpent longing to be unbound. And here contemplate the flame and shadow See them entwine There is no refuge from the great black time It must all burn to ashes Descend with the scarab to the cthonic labyrinths below Seek within the womb and kill thyself once more Oh, then to see the dawn emerge with the scarab over these ruins Such beauteous self-immolation under the black sun Throughout the cycle, reverse the poison until there is naught but trance-end-dance. [By Shining Amanita]