Divina Enema - Ix. Sphinx lyrics

(In the first chamber was a Dragon-Man, clearing away the rubbish from a cave's mouth; within a number of Dragons were hollowing the cave. In the second chamber was a Viper folding round the rock and the cave, and others adoring it with gold, silver and precious stones. In the third chamber was an Eagle with wings and feathers of air: he caused the inside of the cave to be infinite. Around were numbers of Eagle-like men who built palaces in the immense cliffs. In the fourth chamber were Lions of flaming fire, raging around and melting the metals into living fluids) As thus that creature had been hidden Between the stone-cold walls of kloof And nane se dare to look for this ae - I'm looking forward the next ae There are a lot of dark dimensions, The ninefold darkness hath nae borders And its abode is sae self-closed as Everything becometh this ae. Those beings stay forever countless. What kind of them I'd like to show thee? And lo, this ae's the most important. Therefore sae little dost thou see As anyone doth... I'd like to ask thee What kind of them - I mean that being Hath four the pillars in the Morning And two of them - I mean the pillars - Se be despised by Day and then - It wilt be taken by the Even Wha giveth to it the other ae. Wi' four or two or three it liveth... What hae I thought to be? Why wert thou so dear? You've just erupted as a... curse - Your mystic name's Nehemiah! I DO NOT Believe in hell As it has been seen by people Things are really very differ I do not believe in hell Devil doth exist and dwell In your fears, deep into night As his living was described I could not evoke its prose 'cause I could not believe his bride. By no means I do believe the devil is here D-d-d-d-devil is here D-d-d-d-devil is near Much nearer than thou canst imagine thyself my dear M-m-m-my mortal friend W-w-w-when thou see thine end Thou wilt also see what wad have been enshrouded on thy bed... I am a sphinx! Eternal light inside the dead of night I am a sphinx Behind thy stupid mind Behind thy sight, 'Tis cataract of My chants in sonorous archangelical tongue Sweep thee awa' wi' howl Thus I am to keep thee for aye in awe I am a sphinx... aloof wi' thee I wad not like to be the guide of thine anon and for all time! Since ye could no longer be alone - It won't be left undone henceforth. Why were flowers for Margaux Not sent for? Sae she hath gone Shadow fell upon her eyne Doth she sleep or hath she died? Winds ye scratch her coffin now Make it fly, make it fall down: May she roll onto her way Sweeping dust and getting grey May her lash rise suddenly May she watch what she should be May she gae frae her ash-bin Having stared at the welkin She doth wear much larger size Of the corpses for disguise She se fly frae dress like that She se fall and blow awa' May she graze amid the trees Wi' inherited greediness May the rope be wanton's tie 'Tis not hard for risen ae. Hast thou e'er looked through the mirror? Hast thou ne'er tried to see her? Hast thou e'er seen as a suit Her verisimilitude! "Ye cannot stay the way ye used to be Ye cannot stay the way ye are This ae hath kept you trembling, hasn't he? Hath kept you kneeling to your God." Wert thou ne'er being seduced By suspicions when they came wi' night to thee? To thee who swarmest up to be The crown of all the wights? "I ran to gorgon like you. I wish I hadn't sped to you Suddenly I came - I wished I'd never come to gloomy lair" My curse is my pride is to devour devil's brew I am feeling abhorrence but speaking to you As your fiend he does lurk at the most hidden glade Of your mind - I'll be able to show you your fate 'Tis so hard to believe - you have not understood Can you see? - "No, I can't but I wish I could... If it were so easy I would really drain The soil o' my tomb..." And escape far away! Have you not vivified your religion and kneeled To the power of GOD? "Did you not ask me If it made me be scared..." If it makes you believe You will never visit the gorgon like me! Do you feel like flying - and so shall we fly! You tear me asunder and lo - so do I! You'll get your wight torn by the celestial wise Amongst howling skies fall adown anywise! Why is being cold in here? The answers were sent for. Kloof hath begotten thousands riddles since chaos... (For aught I know) Am I those wha ye have not as yet seen before? And ye are pale reflections So looking gla** am I Asquint ye stare though my surface And ask 'self: Wha am I My voice is only icy wind Upon thy lips - 'tis dirge of thine Voracious stranger! Anyhow Se thou have seen what I hae seen?