Ouroboros (FR) - Somnium lyrics

The sun of Leo sunk below welcoming, her, Aquarius. Opportunity window of Lamed's Pyramid... Afraid of the shift leaving the old ways behind. From freezing chaos we forge ourselves, mind is the builder that enfleshes the skeleton of saffirean dreams. Keter of the creational seven, secret architects of our own fate living in times of great changes both physically and spiritualls as all things are linked through one source. Elder transgression, sore corruption. Deteriorating the elder path of dignity we've went through, confused, our compa** only rests in the Sanctum Sanctorum. The chrysalid has to be nurtured or the puzzle will loose its form once again...transform the numb whisper into creational melody, restore the universal balance, the die is cast! Our critical perspective awaits us...? Concretize, imprisonned is the call so irrational, colours the ice, irradiates its rays in every directions. It breeds within the ruby door where it all began and where it all continues... Verbalize. Saturated call so spontaneous, colours the ice, irradiates its rays in every directions. It breeds within the ruby door where it all finished and where it all began. Gifted with Ulion, spark of energy capable of tiping the scales. Revealed Maat, Libran reign is not an easy transition, Threshold to H'eith, the yield of your answer, inevitable outgrowth of your attitude. Spread wings, I judge the dead prophecying inaction! A cloister, edifice of past forms will the fool dare to find the way out from the Phobos-made palace: Tower of Dharana. Unstoppable or scared to try? Make sure you focus your attention on what you want: how bad could it get?! Crystallize what's most important to you, your intent in the quick race, your will to change, the equinoxe, discernment in choices, xeper heart isn't riderless, the final grip (to the vision, your Somnium) it is... Forgotten are the relice of the past. But limitless is Lamed Can*li. Children of the sun and the moon readjusting to planetary energies. Sunder and slough this old wornskin into stellar mantle, robe of the new age of learning. Listen for the tones, watch the numbers "...afin que chacun puisse etre reconnu... Unground the sixth nomon ruby (IHVH) ...et puisse se reconnaitre..." The issue in which you were not forced to go. You can't deny your solid innercentre (and its connectedness to...) its gate of trajectories is roaring, order of life, guide of the living star, the law, Auriel, golden yellow memory is the (ascending) horizon. Your direction you need to remember, unique star in myriads of orbits. You can't remain in pa**ivity as pa**ivity means nihil, the ruin of your potential (force of the mirror) generative-destructive until you rediscover the head of the great snake. It's time to know the answer, as below so above, of our tomorrow... (..., vital link to Malkuth)