Acrimonious Sunyata 1. Nexus Aosoth 2. Lykania Hecate Lykania Hecate At the end of this path I have reached to the crossroads where no light ever shines save from that of the moon that glows red from the blood of the Succubus' opfers and extends to this earth in malicious gloom Two Silver torches illuminate the face of my Lady pale and solemn, Tartarus moves in Her wake I have come to the end of this world but to serve Thee and to offer Thee wine, in Your feasts to partake Mother, Saviour, Three-faced Goddess in your darkest phase grant us the infernal powers as we meet your gaze Serpent-haired force of night who turns to stone all men that dare to glance Thy countenance without the eyes of Cain For my heart is made of stone and yields upon my Sight the hardness of the diamond the frost of Ophis might Queen Hecate, Seal of Nox, Womb of Eosforos Liminal the states you bring defying the Zone of Choros. Hum! Crimson robes and a halo of holiness dress Thee Jai! Seated upon throne of rock, where snakes ever crawl Zodacare I chant stimulating the gateways of Anubis to pierce through the green halls where mysteries Call. Sandalwood anoints me into this feast of Ur Etheric calls whisper to draw down the moon The leap of the frog is the leap of the Worlds Timespace is bending, Yetzirah tolls. My prana is feeding the sigils of Her and opens the gateways of chtonic black earth The path of the Wolf is the path of the Owl and blessed is he who has risen to fall… To fall in the tombs that Her vulva unveils thoughtless and boundless the light that man kills and slains all that hinders the rise in denial the most perfect image of Adam-Belial Rejoicing we die in our Mother's Abyss And we know that the only light lies through Iblis But even Iblis shall now fall down to pray For the rays of Enodia banish the Way of solar identity,... into the waters of Nidhogg, vanish it may. ΧΑΙΡΕ ΕΚΑΤΗ!!! 3. Adharma Scorching rain of wrathful bane fertilise the earth Emissaries of Golachab, wing forth upon Black Khem Moistened stones are carved with seals of Lucifer Vasileus Volcanic outbursts burn new paths into the Realms of the Intellect Invoking Worms that prey upon the Sephirothic light The furies cut the silver cords of Assiah’s destined flight Karmas nilled, samsara weeps, red triangles of fire Pregnant void, unspoiled Seed, the Hermit’s Will- a desire killed Through Daleth absorbed by the Wings of Ayin The Seed of Set is planted in By the Roots of Caduceus I distill the juice Mukti of an Inverted Zeus Through Gimel murdered and left in the Waste The Hollowers leave the Soul pure and chaste For I was Cain and now I'm Not I pass the Circle and the Dot 4. Glory Crowned Son of the Thousand Petalled Lotus Glory-Crowned Son of the Thousand-Petalled Lotus Lucifer! A Contractional prison housed the torch of expansion In the vast extentions of Sheol. A movement that detaches the mind from the Mind and the self from the Self. A shadow cast by the original Form, and filtered through the undifferentiated beams of Sunyata, stretches out to devour the undevoured. Lucitherionic pandaemonium encompassing the Shells in merciless judgement, uncontrolled fire and ever pillaging fury, cutting to pieces the 14 Osirian limbs of stasis with the Swords of Division. The veins of the earth are pumping with the blood of redemption and the halos of the pleroma are burning with the rays of Shabbatai. 131 white spiralling snake bodied virgins are chanting the mantras of the Night of Time and the Womb of Lilith opens for Sorath’s triumph. Glorious Thine Fall O Father, the desert is watered with the blood of the Black Brothers. Hail Thaumiel’s Star, Hail Redeeming Wrath! Hail, Solar King of Crimson Flame, the son behind the Sun- Untamed. Hail Lucifer! I ascend to your blazing Heights unburned An Icarus with Wings of Gold, grant me entrance to your Star –Twofold. 5. The Hollow Wedjat The Hollow Wedjat I am the Word without the force of lungs Without Lips and Breath and Cords and Tongue Echo me unto Moriah's Mount A Blade without hinders, a Dawn without a Sun The edge of the West is as sharp as the East's Yet I'm the Voice that know neither Heights or Deeps Carry me unto Sinai's peaks Knowledge beyond letter or divine speech Who shall defy me, when Defiance am I? And who to mute me, when the Silence is mine? Seek me and seize me thou who speak without sound The Judgement that no Law has found Bare me unto Kurun Hattîn A Topheth to pity, a Gehenna to sin Blow me unto Golgotha's top Where the fallen angel has risen up! Removing the Aeons on his death-silent route Ascending on the wings of Malak al-Maut And reaching the summit of Meru the High To unite the Void with both Earth and Sky I am the Word without the force of Lungs Without Lips and Breath and Cords and Tongue The eye of the Hawk stares Hollow and Blind And so Moves the Voice that no Thought can Bind! 6. The Sloughed Scales of Seperation The Sloughed Scales of Seperation How did it come to pass That Thine call met my ear? A roar shot forth before the dawn of Time Piercing the veils once spun in the war between hope and fear When stars where fixed and Nothingness defined But within the grisly cavern, that horrid blackened tomb Buried was the word unuttered, Sophia's fallen stone Encircled by the Viper, who's secret is but its dread For its venom is the elixir and the diamond is its egg O terrible glamour! O alluring devilish fruit! That has grown from the tree, which crown is its root And sprung from Thine holy body, and watered by Thine holy blood That we all might become as foolish as the gods How did it come to pass That the moon rose from the Sea? And Death dressed itself as a beauteous bride Who is paradox perfected Curled in the greatest of mystery As She's born into that which She defies So I set to search upon the wildest of all trails The old serpent's back, that leads to the Abysmal grail Yet the riddle was cast between the without and the within For where does the tail end and the hungering fangs begin? Thine twisted shape bewilders, in constant flux and swirls And the endlessness of the ocean conceal an unseen pearl That shall engulf the seeker, like the moth within the flame For the caller and the called was all but the same 7. Vitalising the Red-Purple in Ishet-Zenunim Vitalising the red-purple in Ishet Zenunim Into the night of golden death Rock and spirit swiftly blend They scream below the stars of woe Absorbing kalas of the moon. that shine forth from Gamaliel unleashing spirits of the dead that speak in unison Her Name of She that no god ever tamed. O Lilith, Thou primordial One Vampyric Mistress- Crimson Star the black wolves cry, thine venom stirs the sleeping dragon in my streams… of werewolf blood and chthonic fire that lights the path to your empire where Naamah's daughters indulge in sins and those that don't, dance Widdershins. Spiders of purple, webs of entrapment Caves of black topaz, spells of enchantment Oh Astral transformation I ride the winds of night, transformed in Malformations… I call Thou forth Vrykolakas Gorgo, Mormo appear in trance Veni, veni Empusa Μαύρο Χάος Φέρουσα I call Thou forth Great Queen of Night Come dance on graves of Crimson Light The inverted cup is filled with The elixir of Characith The twofold crescent Seal now glows the vision of the Queen unfolds Ajna's burning glory quench'd embrace me now for I am blessed Into the mouths of those She chose Amrita from Her Yoni flows to bless their Holy Khu with marks of Shekinah, that's trapped in husks. 8. Black Kundalini Black Kundalini I praise my Self to rise from the highest Vessels to the path of No Return... and to the heavens of Anshargal My kingdom of Flames at the quarters of Dominion... And I prevail to speak my Hexes of No Return... for I dwell in the oblivion of Serpent's Divinity Behold, this is my Seventh Seal! My tongues are fire to the souls of the living and Apocalypsis of the Rivers of Immortality! My cold lakes of metamorphosis, the parallel planes of Ninagal Ninazu the voice of creation! Black earth visions rise before my eyes, All nightmares enfleshed! as Ophis twin, the form of beauty itself! For I cast my Seed in the fields of the Night Genu ante nomine Vivarium, quia ego Deus tuus. Behold, this is the Land of No Return! my void of bestial devastation The Echoes of Dreams, of Art, and Draconian might! From the Seven Places of creation Drink thou from my webs... exalt me in life And from my fleshly tomb, my shadow In thine Abyss shall rise!