Alghazanth

From the One that beyond thought is seated
Cascaded forth the drops of blood aflame
And this blinding rain of stars was greeted
With the abysmal depths of existence agape
The radiant sons of the blackest light
In the mirror image of Kosmos reside
With these tongues the serpents speak
With these lungs the serpents breathe
Still adapting to the poisonous essence
To the strong walls of earthly presence
The obliteration of our growing decline
Storms at the behest of Lucifer himself
To kindle awake the pyres divine
Smouldering within these carnal cells
Thickening matter with its relentless hands
Flagellated the high powers into dormancy
But though bolted fast by the flesh of man
In time they shall restore full vitality