Raise the throne of the pharisee, The outcast of eternity And the exiled flesh of hiwa That her maidenhead ravished be
O fire, thou darkest fire divine
Witness je the great unsealing Now violate the old ones shrine All powers of hell and heaven loose Fair earth, thy flesh I claim as mine Thy sons and thy daughters seduce
O high gods bent by the low gods hands
Uplift thine altar upon the earth That greensward where shemhazi stands There tender virgins unto me The coiling snake of the antient blood Thy first and last born progeny
O lord, thou clay lord of deceit,
Thy fields accurst my flames devour, And render from their foetid wheat, A loaf baked from the finest flour O captain of great heavens host I praise thee not, but reave thy power O bones, thou bones of adam s grave Freed art thou from the demon s chains Be thou master, or yet a slave Let the sword of division fall The lapis mid the charnel ash Shall forge the blade or shatter all
O flesh of woman, flesh of man,
Come both to me as one, arouse, A pyre to burn the antient bann The charming fires of moon and sun Shall make, by power of our own power One thousand corpses speak as one
O maids and men that walk by night,
The wyrm’s own grail is raised to thee, I come to turn all things aright Now taste now drink the world to earn And in thy seed behold the light All things I come to overturn
E906 Positions: P1: On-Axis, 2" Back P2: Off-Axis, 2" Back P3: Off-Axis, Angled 45 Degrees To Cap, 2" Back P4: On-Axis, Angled 45 Degrees To Cone, 2" Back