Alghazanth

From the primal sediment of Athor
I’ve built and moulded this body
Thus, to the lower spheres I may descend
To manifest myself before thee
The rays of illumination
Like spears I cast through thee
By the burning Eye, re-awaken Sight
Beaconed thy paths will be
I, the logos of the Black Fire
For the triumph of progress do strive
Amidst the haze of obsolete notions
Bright as the Dog-star I shine
Conventionality I shall rend to shreds
To banish all morals from thy temple of flesh