[Azathot - Lord of the Dark Throne:] From impious book I red the unholy distichon Under the leaden night of frigid Saturn To Invoke the monster whose taciturn eye Was boring the skies with his ignite gleam Proud was the presence of his granite being Hery and meander his nocturnal her And one by one the shadows in insidious turn To the call come from fantastic rite From Alhazred book haughty I shouted the spell That ancient distichon of dark content And the blasphemous hosts arrived victors So evilness possessed me with it's frightfulness hords The delirious night covered me with it's mantle And from Azathot i glimpsed his membranous wings Transfiguration I'm an ancient RoseCross man*script: In my symbolical d**h, in my journey for the four elements Through the inner magic circle of my abyss I'm driven to the fire entrails of my spirit My microcosmos is reizing amazing Out of the boundaries of time and space Toward the mystical union with the solar gold macrocosmos Of the s**tuple star Bihaind of veil I'll be waiting by secret black masters Under the rays of Golden Dawn of forgotten time Where the scarlet woman is charming me with lust All my desires, my freedom and my magic are Occult secrets within the Grand Pyramid And Ra- Hoor- Kuit keeps my dream I'm the transfiguration, Yes the transfiguration