d**hspell Omega - I lyrics

« Everything, except GOD, has in itself some measure of privation, thus all individuals may Be graded according to the degree to which they are infected with mere potentiality. » Was there not an inconceivable loss of knowledge at Bethlehem? Christ's abasement, His subjecting Himself to the laws of Human birth And growth and to the lowliness of fallen human nature... Did the Son remain the Transcendent Logos Is there not a radical and fatal dicontinuity between The consciousness Of the transcendent Logos and the secular Jesus? Obedience to the point of d**h Falling down through increasing Pressure Into the d**hlike region Of ooze and slime and decay These are the fruits and symptoms of The abasement of the World The a**umption of humanity and the simultaneous occultation of Divinity « And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist. » Triune GOD Morphed into a Being of apparent theanthropic nature Deprived of the Light of Splendour Dost thou still stand in undiminished Majesty After the exinanition of divine attributes The face of profound fire gone astray Exhaling austerities in concealed, divine radiance? Kenosis, O theory of great peril! Blinded, sanguineous eyes and with a trembling hand A frail androgynous being holds the perilous doctrinal balance, robed in a maculated garment spattered with the sordid blood of the Flagellation, of the lacerations and fierce wounds Carved by royal attributes, of the crimson spurts Dripping without end As was celebrated the High Ma** of the Comforter Kenosis, O theory of great peril! Rob GOD of any attribute and fill the shattering universe With the pestilent scent of putrefaction and the glorious cloud of d**h For steadfast, at any cost, He must be Solely the incarnate Word proclaimed by all the prophets and apostles Would have, in dying, an infinite value Sufficient to atone, by His astonishing work For the Sins of the world Res Rapta... Res Rapienda... hast thou succumbed to the original malady? « For being empty himself, He giveth empty answers To empty enquirers; for whatever enquiry may be made of Him, he answered accordingly to the emptiness of the man » In Visceribus... A willing expiatory Victim, calling constant shame and ignominy upon itself; Was thine irretrievable substance still intact in this Sinai of global Penitence Dost thou remember thine past Theophanies, the burning bush And the Angel of the LORD? « In the next place, it never approached an a**embly Of righteous men; but avoideth them And cleaveth to the doubtful-minded and empty And prophesieth to them in corners And deceiveth them, speaking all things in emptiness to gratify their desires... » Art thou working on collective deliverance? Observe Merkabah, the chariot of the glory of GOD Adrift and exiled, the Pilgrim of Light, grandiose and weeping Thine aura, compared, is but pale and frail, alike to the one of an ailing child... Vacillating faith, thine salvific virtue shall fail to make nil a cataclysm of Judgement The suffering of the Just shall be aggravated in grotesque proportions Pillaged, ravaged, overthrown The realms of warmth and rea**urance, of a maternal womb Shall disappear gradually under the crumbling yoke of Sin and Time... The Advent of Plerosis is the destiny of Man and shall shatter up to the Heavens A savage aperture to the High Ma** of the Comforter: « Therefore, my beloved, as you have always obeyed, not only in my presence, but so much more now in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling... »