Him that is fallen, the physical sun
Progenitor of the devil, serpent of time
Adjustment at the will in Teloah we are alive
And in darkness enabled to being-becoming the one
d**h, the final release
The dragon spreads his wings
Telocvovim
d**h, the friend with loving arms
And claws to rend this world apart
Telocvovim
A cycle of cycles, always alone
Yet never lonely, at the bed of a harlot
Tiphereth, Saturnus, whom aeons begot
Another time a stranger, let him be known
d**h, the final release
The draongs spreads his wings
Telocvovim
d**h, the friend with loving arms
And claws to rend this world apart
Telocvovim
It was you who heard the Seraphim sing
While I rode the sharpest banshee sting
A toll of hellish might
But whose is the nobler power to clain?
The one light-hearted or of the darkest fame
Alas, for both are but pawns in a cosmic game
Regardless of the aim of their flight
A luminous spear brought new light into my blinded eyes
He lives in all of you
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d**h, the final release
The draongs spreads his wings
Telocvovim
d**h, the friend with loving arms
And claws to rend this world apart
Telocvovim